Insanity Circus P Novels & Stories

" You are shivering" "Why can I see you?". "I honestly don't know, why can you? Is there anything you need to tell me or tell anyone about me". I move back until the edge of the sink top was pushing into my skin. I was losing my mind. I was going mad. "Are you okay?", Lola reached to touch me and I tried to swat her hand away, my hand passed right through her. I screamed. I didn't stop screaming, my voice was breaking but I kept screaming, I was hugging my knees sitting on the floor now. I heard footsteps, I was surrounded by people, their presence made me claustrophobic.

"I want to taste you when you fall apart. I want to feel this tight little pussy squeeze my fingers when you scream my name." The echoes of his dirty words and relentless stimulation finally shattered her. Marceline's orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tidal wave, making her arch completely off the bed as a scream tore from her throat. Zandrei held her down, lapping up every drop of her release as she convulsed beneath him, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed bonelessly against the sheets.

I looked at the guy who had the balls to solo play just now, and he was at the back, embarrassed. "Who is that guy?" I asked Len, pointing at him. "Oh that's Ignatius. He came later than all of us. He is very closed off and doesn't like to talk a lot. I heard he's an orphan." Len said. "I see." I walked towards him and he flinched when i said his name. "Your gun suits you. Try again in the next round. Don't fail me." "Yes sir." He said. He is a strong comrade, despite his stubbornness, he'll be useful.

I prepared myself for their attack. I don't want to die! I will never let them touch me! "Oh wow, you are right. I never saw an outsider for a long time," "He does have a handsome face despite his ferocious look," the other one commented. They walked towards me. I saw them gasp when they saw my real situation. Why the hell I can't move? I feel so numb! "He is still a young man. I think around twenty plus. And yes, he is so good-looking, huh?"

"What's there to be shy about? Come on. I'm taking you somewhere way more fun. It'll be a million times more exciting than your little toy!" "Huh? Where?" I quickly got up, eager to know. Abigail batted her eyelashes and gave me a mischievous smile. "It's called... the Crazy Show." Crazy Show? What on earth was that? I was confused, but Abigail kept going. "Joan, honey, you look amazing in clothes and even better without them. With your body and your face, you'll have everyone at that place fighting for your attention! When we get there, you'll have as many men as you want. Trust me..."

I guess I was lucky I wasn't shot by Joker last night. “Number 18.” I heard my number and my heart skipped a beat before walking to what seemed like a stage. The curtain opened and I immediately looked down. I felt so embarrassed and sick to my stomach. The men gasped as they saw me. I could feel their dirty, nasty looks on my body and it made me want to retch. A blonde woman started introducing me like I was some product and it made me so angry. “This one is special from the other's so she's more expensive because she hasn't been touched before, we're starting at 300,000.” Was that information necessary?

They had placed trackers on us, thrown away anything sharp or dangerous, and even lined the floors with bubble wrap. The only things left made of breakable clay were these mugs, shaped like rabbits. Minnie nodded. "Smash them." "No! Zagreus made these himself!" I cried out. She laughed scornfully. "Are you kidding me? Zagreus—the famously stoic man from the Capital? Just because he's been staying in Hanttye, you think he's turned into some goober who makes things for little girls?" Ruth raised a mug high. I struggled as hard as I could to free myself. I had to catch it!

Joshua's pov: I was looking at the people standing I'm the hallway and they were looking at me. In my hold Grace was breathing heavily because of the brave stunt she pulled now. "Calm down." I whispered in her ear softly. "THIS GIRL IS INSANE." Mrs. Anderson yelled in frustration. This provoked Grace more and she started thrashing in my hold wanting to hold that vase again. She extended her hand towards the vase from NY hold and I keep taking her hand back.

Mirana uttered gazing into her eyes. "Don't think what others are going to say and think, Ness because these same exact others had hurted and broken Inessa Elvira Suarez to her extend but I can guarantee you that nobody is ever going to be capable of breaking or hurting Inessa Sinister Rodriguez because this time, she is not alone anymore, " Inessa swallowed hardly hearing her each and every word. "Remember you used to say, it's better to be an insane than to opt for the fakeness of sanity so be an insane because you have never gotten anything except by being sane so be an insane for yourself, be an insane for your happiness, be an insane for him, "

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.