Novel & Cerita Madness Character

"I am the one! Yes, I did all of that which you just accused me of. Why? Because I could do so and more. And also because you took something away from me and ruined your life and that of your Pack the day you did. You will suffer and continue suffering if you don't give her back to me." The look on his face now was even funnier than it had been. It was almost like, he had once again, discovered just the sort of monster that I could be. That he just understood why I was called a mad man, irrespective of the fact that he had calling me that for ages. He was just now being aware of the fact that I earned that name, not by word of mouth. But by actions. Deliberate actions born from insanity. "I

Without hesitating, Madison gave him a hug and tried to console him. "Honey, I'm afraid that's all I can do. Even if you're married, I won't leave you. I don't care if I became your mistress as long as I can always be with you," Madison earnestly said. After hearing Dylan laugh softly, she let him go and raised an eyebrow at him as if asking what was funny? Was Dylan's craziness before becoming severe? One moment he was crying. Now he was suddenly laughing. Was it because he got married, so his insanity became severe? "What's funny?" Madison asked, still raising an eyebrow at him. Dylan chuckled and smoothed it out. Unexpectedly, his expression became serious again as he took her hand and ki

The next day, Madison went to work but is still thinking about the incident yesterday. Madison couldn’t forget about the man she saw who disappeared in a speed of light. It gave her goosebumps all night. “Hey!” “Holly molly! What?” Madison almost skipped a heartbeat because of shock when her doctor gay friend, Charlie, tapped her on the back. “Girl! You got to stop drinking coffee! You don’t look pretty anymore, what’s the stress honey?” “I survive because of coffee. What are you doing here?”

Catelin Pov I sighed heavily leaning my back against the bed's headboard. My eyes fell on his sleeping face before again another sigh left from my lips. God. Why is he so confusing. Why his mental illness is so hard to point out that what is it. I can't do anything except make efforts to bring him to the doctor. I know that the aggressive side of his is extremely cunning. While the kid side of his is weirdly manipulative. Then what was the personality I just witnessed last night when he confessed his love for me?

me" up. The technicians tried to hold her back, but she seemed to have gone mad, shoving them away with unexpected strength. Then, as if a sudden thought struck her, Mom lunged for the control tablet. "Yes, that's it! A restart! Once I reboot the system, she'll be back to normal!" As she frantically tapped across the screen, sweat trickled down her forehead, smudging the makeup she had so carefully put on. "Unable to locate self file," a mechanical voice droned from the control panel. "The host consciousness has been erased." Mom was taken aback. "Erased? That's impossible! She was perfectly fine just a moment ago! She wouldn't leave me like this. She wouldn't!"

This was a woman who had completely severed herself from any semblance of humanity, and in that detachment, she had become even more dangerous. Peter stood beside me, his gaze fixed on Yolanda, and he whispered to us, "She's a madwoman." His voice was laced with tension and unease, as if he was bracing himself for whatever unpredictable move she might make next. We all understood the gravity of the situation—when facing an opponent who had lost touch with reason, even the slightest mistake could lead to catastrophic consequences.

She was sharpening herself, steel against stone. “He has guts,” I muttered, voice low, cold. “Or no sense of self-preservation.” “Neither,” she snapped. “He’s desperate. And desperate men are stupid.” Her eyes flicked to mine. “So? What do we do?” I didn’t hesitate. “We change the approach.” She tilted her head, watching me the way she did when she wanted the unvarnished truth. “Change how?” “Madness,” I said simply. “He has more than enough sanity he’s putting to waste. Let’s strip him of that. Piece by piece. Until he can’t tell the difference between reality and the ruin he made for himself.”

Morris completely behaved differently compared to his appearance which gave off decent nerdy vibes while his long black hair had contrasted to the nerd look of his specs, but at that very moment he had been acting none of the above instead the man sounded mad, in rage and boiled. Wherr he shouted at Ekai, the Spanish mafia lord stared at the woman who perhaps had been drifted into a deep slumber and no one knew when she would wake up. 'No, no, you can't leave me Kazen.' His painful expressions narrated a confession for the woman was not conscious to hear those heart melting words, Ekai felt himself breaking up and torn apart as if someone had crushed him into thousands of pieces. He found hi

The other employees were equally shocked, unable to believe the proud Madeline was acting like a madwoman. Kiran shook his head sympathetically. Madeline had crossed Yvonne. Yvonne, however, smiled triumphantly, eager to see Madeline's further descent into madness. The more Madeline lost control, the more chaotic the Wise family would become, giving Joshua a better chance to compete for the heir position. Madeline's wild behavior of stripping the guard of his clothes left Joshua and Sofia speechless as they came down the stairs. Their eyes burned with anger and humiliation at Madeline's shamelessness.

Everyone was scared of him. "He just came back from a psychiatric hospital. That's why he's repeating." "So is he like... crazy?" "Yes, I even heard he killed someone." "What!?" The rumors died as fast as they spread because anyone caught talking badly about him would get expelled the next day with no explanation. Madison didn't care about the rumors; she knew he was special, and that's why she was drawn to him. She loved him so much and never believed a day would come when he would hurt her.