Madman Anime Novels & Stories

“I don’t understand why Animikii is being so nice to that girl. Troy sticks to her like glue, I am getting sick and tired of playing sweet valley high with her!” Misha screamed. “A has his reasons, you know that. He’s not doing this to punish us, he is thinking of our future by taking Kitsune’s human vessel and twisting her wolf spirit using Briar to do it. It’s a deliciously elegant plan, don’t you think?” Moon asked her.

shouted the man in white. Lili and the others turned to the man who looked panicked. "Why? You're afraid he's dead?" snapped Lili in annoyance. "It's no ordinary liquid, madam." The man said in frustration. Suddenly Aluna Welas's face stiffened, with her hand muscles starting to look bigger, her eyes bulging. "Hurry up, let's get out! I haven't even finished concocting the ingredients perfectly, to control the power that is in the liquid. I just finished testing on animals, and the results are shocking."

Johnson, go say hi to your aunt! There was a thud, followed by Betsy’s furious voice, "Who’s your aunt? You tramp!" I rushed to the room and saw a fragile-looking woman with a boy. He was standing with his head down in front of Betsy. Her eyes were red with anger. I quickly pushed them away. "Are you out of your mind? Coming here to stake your claim?" I turned to the bodyguard. "Drag them out!" The boy stepped forward. "What are you doing? Don’t you dare bully my mom!"

She looked at Amber and Deborah, then quickly nodded, laughing happily in excitement. "Bianca...," Deborah cautiously tried. "Excuse me, girls, it's just that he's the perfect definition of the kind of man capable of making me extremely stupid," she admitted, covering her eyes. "Just give me two minutes, and I should be able to handle Mr. Fantastic..." Amber and Deborah gave each other terrified looks mixed with panic. They could feel their wolves shaking and crying in their heads, begging them to get away from the Mad One quickly. Bianca puffed out her cheeks and exhaled loudly, making funny noises with her lips, before slapping her face with both hands. Then she turned to Amber and Deborah

I shouldn’t expect excellent knot work from an oversized monkey or Melania’s magic. I was so angry at being used like that. To be used like some helpless female plot device. The angrier I got, the harder I threw the barrels that weren’t light. All I could see was red as I started throwing those barrels at Donkey Kong, or I think that’s his name. That’s what Tiberius called him before the magic snatched me away.

“You should be very afraid of me, Yrah. Do you know why they call me The Destroyer? Because I destroy women. I destroy their tiny little vaginas until they get loose and bloody, then I go find the next pussy.” Yrah covered her mouth and stared at him. Then she laughed. “Oh, Gresso, you fucking idiot. Whatever you say, Mr. Destroyer Man. My door is open to you. Come and fuckin’ destroy me if you’ve got the balls. Hell, do it tonight.” “Fuck off,” he snarled. She snorted. “Nice comeback, ace. All right, I gotta take a long, hot shower and scrub myself clean. Clean and pretty for you. I’ll be waiting, Gresso.”

Chuckling nervously, he said, “Oh, that's right. I forgot you've only ever been with women. This means I'm your first. Don't worry, I'll teach you.” “Take it in your hands,” he ordered. “My cock. Grab it with both hands.” I followed his orders. Reaching out for his cock, I grabbed it with both hands. He let out a satisfying moan. “Good. Your hands feel so good I swear I could cum already—but I won't. It's your first time, so let's make this session last a little bit longer, shall we?” No. I need you to cum already, you crazy fuck. That's the only way to get this over with quickly.

In his mind, a deep-seated belief had taken root: Conrad was nothing but a punching bag. He could hit or kick him whenever he pleased, and Conrad would just take it. Even if he grew taller, went mad, or became stronger, he was supposed to take it quietly. And yet, the chauffeur’s mad son dared to fight back today. As his senses sharpened, Charlie quickly realized something was off. Conrad should have looked unsteady, incapable of resisting. But now, his eyes were clear, his aura commanding, and his movements composed. “This… this isn’t possible! You—” Charlie stammered.

The man was not affected at all as his ocean blue eyes assessed her with interest. ‘He can’t be real, right?’ Anita thought to herself. Her burning furry was once again easily extinguished and she looked at him as if she was looking at a mad man. ‘Does he think I can fall for the girlfriend prank?’ Anita thought about trying to scrutinize the man too. But no matter how hard she tried, he did not seem to be joking! ‘He is definitely a madman. Men this too good looking can never exist in the mortal world. They deserve more than royalty, and that is only found in the celestial palaces.’ Anita concluded.

We both may be crazy. Entering into the small coffee shop, we take a seat and give the waitress our orders. The man doesn’t speak until our orders arrive. “So,” I say when the waitress leaves. The man grins, chuckling softly. “Well I see you’re not one for chit chat,” he says, amusement again on his face. “Good news is you’re not insane. The bad news is all that you think is a hallucination isn’t. It did happen. Last night you did see your body contort into something else until you blacked out from the trauma, pain, and the beast taking over.”