Joker Insanity Novels & Stories

she repeated, startled, instinctively turning toward him, as worry began overriding the heat rushing to her face. The moment she moved, his other hand came up, covering her eyes. “Don’t look,” he murmured. If she had seen him, she would have understood immediately. He was a mess. He was shirtless. His skin was damp with sweat. His muscles were drawn tight beneath the strain of control. His hair was disheveled, his breathing uneven, his entire body tense like a man standing at the edge of his sanity. The drug was still burning through his system. That woman.

I couldn't care if his head cracked. “That hurt,” he whined as he robbed the spot, but I felt satisfied at my revenge. “You psycho Joker!” I said ready to hit him again when he grabbed my wrist. “Joker is a psycho already so your sentence is redundant. It's just like saying ‘you black charcoal'” he said and continued laughing. “What are you so insufferable?” I couldn't help but ask, “I feel like pulling my hair out just talking to you. Who knew you had this side of you too?”

Another loud groan of frustration escaped my mouth as I recalled those words he had spoken to me before, whilst eyeing me with that disregarding expression. ' There's nothing there to see anyway ' I held a palm over my chest, now there was nothing there to see. My gaze fell on a pair of socks tossed carelessly on the bed. Oh, it looked so tempting. What are you thinking about! Are you Crazy! My brain screamed. Well, I had never admitted to being normal. I smiled evilly and checked to see if Liz was watching. She was not. I skipped over to the bed, snatching it, I ducked it inside of my bra.

- she also added clearly dissatisfied with this fact. - It's just unbelievable.- Leo sighed, stirring his coffee with a spoon.- I hope he won't be able to soften the sentence with insanity. Yes, 'Mad Dog' sometimes acts like he is not right in his head, but I'm sure this guy hasn't committed all these crimes without knowing what he is doing. If that was the case, we'd have caught him much sooner.- Leo stated, then took a sip of coffee from the mug.

My mouth parted slightly in disbelief, his statement sank in. I shook my head slowly, with my mind still reeling. “You’re insane.” His eyes widened, darting around briefly before locking back onto mine. Then came that laugh. It wasn’t the kind of laugh that brought comfort. It was dark and chilling and almost as if it were pulled straight from hell. “What’s wrong with that? Of course, I’m insane,” he said, his voice dipping lower and more controlled. “But you’d get everything you’ve ever wanted, wouldn’t you, Jenny?”

"Yes, sir. There was indeed a very distinctive birthmark. We just confirmed it." Jeremy's phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor with a dull thud. I watched him stand there, frozen and motionless. He muttered to himself, "No… Impossible…" His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. His eyes were vacant as his lips repeated those two words over and over.

"You enjoy this, don't you? Destroying everything I build." He sets the glass down with a soft click. "If a man is destroyed by pressure, Thomas, he was never a man to begin with." My vision tunnels. "So yes," he finishes, voice smooth as a blade, "I meddled. You aren't fit. I did what had to be done." Before I even register it— My fist slams into his jaw. My mother gasps. The bastard touches his lip, sees the smear of blood, and laughs. A cold, dismissive laugh.

"How could I order you to take drugs from the restricted cabinet in the first place? You're the moron who killed someone out of incompetence, and now this is my fault? How shameless can you be?" I sighed. "You're pretty heartless yourself, aren't you? When you were head over heels for him, that same incompetence was 'adorable.' Now he's just a moron to you?"

Her face was flushed, mascara running, mouth open in constant ecstasy as he choked her just enough to make her eyes roll back. I spread my legs wider in the jacuzzi, the powerful jets pulsing directly against my swollen pussy. I pressed two fingers deep inside myself, matching the brutal rhythm on the screen. My other hand attacked my clit in tight, frantic circles. God, yes. I imagined myself in her place. Bent over. Helpless. Owned.

"It was supposed to happen, one day you are going to leave your family and your brother, and so it happened. Then why so much anger on this?" He took a step towards her. "I don't want to part from my family... I want to go to my brother." Now it was the turn of water filled jug, which was thrown on the floor. With glass shreds scattered on the floor, there was also water everywhere. Noor has become crazy now. She became tired of all this was happening with her. "For now, you can't go anywhere, but when the right time comes I will take you to meet with your brother."