Insane Unscramble Novels & Stories

I muttered. It wasn’t a message. It was alphabet soup. A jumble of letters that looked like someone had a seizure while playing Scrabble. A T I W L A S Y D I turned it sideways. Upside down. Nothing. It was just… gibberish. Was it a code? A word scramble? Did Sarah’s brain fry before she could finish writing ‘get me a better doctor’? The squeak of shoes on linoleum snapped my head up. Speak of the devil and he shall appear with a bad attitude.

“Are you insane?” “Nope,” Aislen said with enjoyment. “Totally, f-king sane, thank you very much. You will stop harassing me, spray painting my house, throwing f-king Molotov cocktails at it, and sending me f-king tongues. You will also stop f-king speaking to f-king Tabitha Marie about me and stop f-king harassing me under the threat of a fake section, again, princess baby murderer. Do you f-king understand?”

Fuck, I’m screwed. ***** UNEDITED

His sinistic hungry gaze bored deeper into her afraid hazel ones as he leaned his face closer to her and finally her existence froze hearing his those words. "I am an insane sinner and I will ruin my Heaven with my insanity, "

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

" Without you, production will not stop! - grinned Lech. When Igor went to the toilet, he saw the same escaped madman. Igor realized that he was the madman the PSC officers were looking for, because he was dressed in the white typical clothes for the third level of the ship. This madman was visibly nervous, but did not seem to Igor to be an aggressive person. Rather, he himself was scared and with despair in voice began talking with Igor: "Don't be afraid of me! I won't hurt you! It's not me you need to fear…

"Wha- It's just a cat. That's different. Now get out, please?" "It's not 'just a cat', that thing is a spirit trapped inside a cat, and it's trying to possess you." Madeline blinked once. Then twice. "... Are you feeling okay Matthew? I think you're going insane." He sent her a glare. "I am not going insane, that cat is clearly not normal. I have to get rid of it before it does something bad to you." Opening the bathroom cabinets, he began searching for the feline. "Mittens is not going to do something bad to me. Sometimes he acts a bit weird, but he is a precious little baby."

Sean managed to say with droopy eyes and ragged breaths. "What implement is best?" "C-cock," "Say it again," Kingsley demanded. Deep thrust ~ "Ahgh~ C-cock..." "Whose cock?" Vigorous thrust~ Sean replied, "D-daddy's." "Who's your Daddy?" Intense thrust~ "Aaahh~ You...Daddy Kingsley's cock! Ah~ Arhhh~!" "Explain why you think that way. Gimme ten reasons," "H-huh~? Uh~ Wh-what if I fail? Ahgh~!"