Insanity Rhymes Novels & Stories

(This madness of mine has brought me close to you) Sanam smiled and hummed with him, "Zindagi ne ki hai kaisi saazishein." Iqrar smiled with excitement but didn't dare to disturb him. (What kind of conspiracies life has done) "Poori hui dil ki wo farmaishein," (That the demands of the heart are met) Iqrar wanted Sanam to forget his worries while feeling the lyrics and humming the song. "Maangi duaa ek tujh tak jaa pahunchi,

<<43>> * The real definition of insanity According to Einstein is to do the same thing and expect a different result. * **** Malisa had just woken up from her slumber when Aiden and Mary entered the hospital room where she was. " Sis...." Mary ran towards her bed when she saw her eyes opening... " Hey... " Malisa said in a whisper as she tried to regain all her memories from earlier... " I told you I'll be fine, didn't I? " She smiled at Mary.

I don’t know if it’s her or the bond or the chemistry between us that was always bound to combust, but just thinking about it has me craving more. Right now, though, all I can focus on is the sound of her screams through the wall. Like every time before, my wolf is rattling my cage, pushing me to get off my ass and do something to calm our mate’s distress. He’s driven me to try a few times in the past, but her bedroom door is always locked. What’s it they say- that the definition of insanity is trying the same thing over and over and expecting a different result? Call me insane, because I’m climbing out of bed and heading next door to torture myself some more, knowing I’ll hit the roadblock

A sore scream rips from my throat as Rhys's brutal grip sets my being ablaze. The moment he releases my hair, I collapse onto my knees, the cold floor a world away from the inferno raging within me. "Bloody hell!" A choked cough escapes my throat as I gasp for air, my lungs burning. Rhys... Rhys is insane.

She said to me and I ran my fingers through her hair, pulling it all up in a bunch as she let out of my cock. I am insane. I am insane. "Fuck..." I gritted out in pleasures as she took my cock into her mouth. Insanity feels good. Insanity feels good. It feels fucking good.

He snatched the bread slices off her tray and shoved them into his mouth. After starving all morning and fueled by the rage of what'd happened the last two days, she lunged at him to snatch it back and shouted, "You psycho!" The man stopped chewing and stared at her expressionlessly. Then, he reached out and grabbed her outstretched right hand. With a sickening crack, he snapped her index finger at a grotesque angle. A pained scream that sounded like the cry of a dying animal escaped her throat. Here, all the tricks she'd learned pretending to be insane, including the fake screamings and bluffs, meant nothing. All she received was harsher, more direct, and more brutal violence.

In the silence, he goes out from here, in the same silence as he came here. Please let me know your feedback. I am eagerly waiting for it. And do follow and like me. Thank you ☺

“Just tell her to accept him.” “Will you go away already?” I groaned. “You’re a parasite, aren’t you. Some worm from uncooked meat that burrowed into my brain, driving me to insanity.” “Please. You haven’t enough brains to nourish a gnat, let alone my magnificent self. Your insanity is not my doing either.” I groaned, wondering if I were to stick a hot poker through my ear if he would shut up. Maybe I am going insane. That is the only way to explain this voice named Rome in my head. Next I’m going to conjure up an imaginary friend named Paris or some shit.

🎶 Red cups and sweaty bodies everywhere 🎶 I looked around and saw they all had red cups in their hands and they were all sweaty. 🎶Hands in the air like we don't care 🎶 They didn't care, else they won't be here in this noisy place. The music was noisy. 🎶 'Cause we came to have so much fun now 🎶 Fun? They were having fun by smoking and grinding bodies together? "For once admire the scenery and stop over analyzing everything," the voice of the devil—Susie echoed in my ears.

Obsession for her… LOVE for her… “YES, I AM INSANE. THE ONLY SANITY I HAVE IS MY WIFE AND KIDS, AND NOW THEY ARE FUCKING GOING AWAY FROM ME. ME A MONSTER LIKE ME DON'T DESERVE HAPPINESS”… With that, he went inside the car and banged the door, hardly enough to scare his friends. He started his car and roared it on the lonely, deserted roads. His was not someone who will be weak and cry. But his wife behavior is making him weak. He is losing his damn patience with her. He won't be able to live without his kids, mostly his princess.