Insane Fnaf Novels & Stories

Badly. I locked my bedroom door—or at least I thought I did—and dimmed the lights. My laptop sat on the bed, screen glowing with the video I'd bookmarked weeks ago. Hardcore p**n, the kind that twisted my fantasies into knots: a burly stepdad pounding his twink stepson, no holds barred. The twink looked a lot like me—slim, smooth skin, messy dark hair. I hit play, the moans filling the room as the stepdad's thick cock slammed into the boy's tight ass.

I added, Inside, I was burning. The stupid love I had for Blake had kept me weak. But, I wasn't at all the weak type anymore. I was a taekwondo student in the US. And the only thing keeping me from dismantling Georgia's jaws back then was Nana, my late granny. And the crazy rules of the taekwondo lessons. "Just get to your room and freshen up, you smell like mud." she said, Her eyes darted to the figure behind me. A sudden mix of emotions, but I shrugged. Minding my own business was a rule in this house. " Okay aunt," I said.

A raw, piercing sob tore from her throat, as if she were reliving unspeakable terror and humiliation. "It was Jason... he went insane. He completely lost his mind in the infected zone." Through tears, she poured out accusation after accusation. "He refused to obey orders. Then, he smashed the outer airlock valve and deliberately threw in a concussion grenade. He brought a zombie horde down on us from miles around, trying to murder Wade and me!" Right on cue, Wade jumped in, voice filled with righteous outrage. "And that's not all! Before Jason went crazy, he stole the original serum antibodies, and our entire team almost died trying to recover.

Sometimes I think he studies too hard. “Fuck off!” Logan snaps. “Maybe you should hold his hand or stroke his hair,” Enrique continues calmly, “In case the whole PTSD thing is flaring up again.” “Fucking jerks,” Damion murmurs. Does he really have PTSD? “He’s just on edge,” Jackson says. “We all are. It’s time.” Time? For what? “Hells yes,” Logan agrees. “When we’re back together, the San Francisco Boys ride again.” I’m one of a few who know who the famous SFB really are. Doing their death-defying stunts. Sharing it on their 400 billion subscriber channel

note that this is illegal. With a deep breath, Athena clicked on the files Jay had sent her, and a series of mugshots filled her screen. Five faces stared back at her, each with a haunting story to tell. The first inmate, Karam Abigal, sent a shiver down Athena's spine. The sheer brutality of his crimes, the annihilation of an entire family, shook her to her core. It was chilling to read that he suffered from depression and schizophrenia, mental illnesses that seemed to contribute to the unimaginable acts he had committed. His impending death in five months added another layer of gravity to the situation.

"They ruined me. They ruined my real self and turned me into a bitch. I trusted her as a friend but she sees me as an animal they could molest as they want. It is not about pride anymore. They also makes everyone suffers unnecessarily. I need my real self back God. I want my laughter back, my family, my friends, my teachers. I want all back. My normal self not my madness part. Help me Mr. Sam. I promise I won't act stubborn any longer. I would do anything you want me to do to get back my self." I burst out again into long tears.

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

they were shocked to see me like that mahi asked "what happened" I said "because of that weird girl her words are making me insane" they didn't speaked anything after going to home I went back to my room I started punching the wall iam really angry how that girl making crazy I taken sleeping tablets and slept on my bed with frustration ◇NIHA POV◇ He is looking at me but not talking let him why I should bother about him if he don't cares about me when they said honey called him brother iam laughing like crazy one they went out

fuuckkk I screamed", I said laughing. "God I was screaming so much and I don't even know why, then my dad tried to calm me down and then I ran away from him for no actual reason honestly because I don't even know why, maybe I was thinking he was gonna kill me too I don't know...then he calmed me down for a while...that was when he was forced to tell me about this whole Mafian stuff and then he said I'm going to take over. I thought he was crazy thinking I was gonna kill someone, and here I am , I've literally lost count of the people I've killed"

science project. "You're insane," I whispered. "I am the only one who is sane," Silas replied. "The world is governed by fools. I am building a mind that can rule the Noise." The woman in the lab coat stepped toward me with a needle. "We need to begin the first nutrient infusion."