Insanity Circus P Novels & Stories

I pressed myself as close to his muscular back as I could, telling myself it was just because of the wind. I felt so tiny and protected in his orbit. Thirty minutes later, we arrived at a floodlit lot. It was loud and smelled like exhaust and rubber. People were everywhere, and the energy was electric. As soon as we swung off the bike, someone at the barrier pointed and yelled, "SCORPION!" Half the crowd turned to look at Jax. He didn't even look back; he just started walking with that easy, alpha confidence. "Scorpion?" I asked, following him.

Fabian hit the floor like a dog face-planting in the dirt, groaning in pain. His lackey, Chester, grabbed a chair and swung it at me after seeing him getting hit. I dodged to the side, kicked him hard in the butt, and sent him crashing into the pile of wreaths. Fabian scrambled up from the ground with his fleshy face twisted in fury. “Are you tired of living, Mattie? Do you have any idea where the Jeffersons stand in Cirrus? Even having ten lives would not save you!” I curled my lips. There weren’t many people in this world who could take my life.

He smiled, "We could make the most out of it" "We have a circus to prepare for”, she said out loud pretending to read from the paper. She walked further from him and picked up some papers and read through them, “Well, we are adding a carnival, two more circuses and a magician show…” “What?, Really?”, he took the paper from her and went through it. “They all claim to have dragons…”, she said. “Locked up somewhere in a cage like an animal, restricting their movements and making them instruments for entertainment against their wish”, he ranted, seething in anger.

I'm trying so hard to breathe. " Sorry Hazel, you just, too sweet, glad I tasted you, you can eat now " He is laughing while wiping under my chin, I'm looking around me to find any exit to run. I'm kidnapped, I don't feel safe being here. Umera please find me. " Allow me to introduce myself " He suddenly said stand to move around. I feel him behind me. " I'm lord Spencer Carnival, I've circus in every city you can imagine, I adore circus, I love entertainment things "

A bone in Casper's jaw twitched and Ripper looked even angrier than before, I smirked, knowing what I had said imprinted itself in their minds. Demetrius' POV We handcuffed the thrashing man to a pole, he was picking at the deep wound on his arm, a piece of wood wedged inside it. There were about four other men that lay around him, all bloodied with lacerations, they must have really pissed off a member of the team to be murdered like this.

I look down at my cappuccino, unable to take a drink. He grins with another low rumbling chuckle. “You’re a psychology student, right?” He asks and I nod as a reply. The guy seems to know everything about me. “Well isn’t it true if you were in effect suffering from some kind of schizophrenic break from reality then shouldn’t this all be something normal for you? A schizophrenic can’t distinguish hallucinations from reality but you seem able to recognize the abnormality of what's happening to you. So essentially that you think you’re insane proves that you are indeed not insane.”

It was dark, but to my eyes it appeared the steel rings were of differing sizes, getting smaller from one end to the other. It was only much later that I discovered the contraption had a name. It was called the Gates of Hell, and I was about to enter. Without speaking, and before I could speak, she put both hands on the handle-like leather loops dangling from the largest ring (large being a relative term). She positioned the first ring at the head of my cock, and suddenly pulled down. I could see the tricep muscles on her sexy, feminine arms flex as she aggressively yanked down. Four of the seven rings made it over the engorged head of my cock, still wet from her pussy juice, on that first y

I don't know why but as I stare at it, the more it looks interesting to see. As I continued looking at the window, I realized that I have been spacing out too much. “Let’s go?” I heard Drake’s voice making my sanity back to place. “Huh?” I asked. I looked around and realized that there are no one else inside except us. The class is dismissed? How long have I’ve been staring at the window then? “The class is done?” I asked him. “Yeah, you have been spacing out. Good thing our professor did not notice you.” “Come on, let’s get our lunch.” He added.

Many tried to run but were suddenly crushed by a mental wall that began to cage everyone in. All sounds faded and an ache ran through Trix’s head. She felt herself being pulled in a direction which she did not know. Her vision blurred and the pain grew. She fell to her knees. It was as if her head was about to explode she felt as if she was going to die. ‘Stop fighting it,’ a voice echoed through the chaos. ‘It is who you are Trixiana.’ ‘Open your eyes, Trix.’ ‘Open your eyes!’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan.

* * * We'd arrived home and at the moment, we were seated in Cas' bed about to play a game of twenty-one questions. "Little SP, I didn't want this to be a get to know you session or a virgin game so I got the questions pack." He waved it in the air. " Which set or edition is that?" I asked. " Fifty questions, naughty edition." He smirked. " Totally expected it." I rolled my eyes. "The cards are numbered so we'd pick at random and on this sheet we'd tick the already picked card." He said and handed me the pencil. " And we'd make it fast too so it doesn't get boring. It'll be a speed game." I said.