Madness Character Novels & Stories

what the hell’ it’s me they are calling. I rushed to the station master’s office and saw a 16 years old pretty handsome boy was laughing and broadcasting that news. A closer look confirmed me that it was Madarashi. I was happy and pissed off at the same time and so, I grabbed him and said, “What the hell are you doing. Are you out of your mind?” He then said over that mike, “Oh! He has been found” and everyone in the station was laughing. I still didn’t understand why Madarshi was in such a good and jolly mood. He then grabbed the station master and said, “Hey, brother this is my new friend Mr. Station. And Mr. Station, meet my brother. The station master got angry and yelled, “Who’s your fr

Lunatic Yup I’ve gone mad. Stella stood there for a second, closing her eyes and shaking her head, expecting to open her eyes and the figure disappear. When she opened them, he was still standing there looking at her. No staring at her so intensely she felt as if he was trying to burn holes in her. Stella closed her eyes again muttering “You’re going mad, no one is there just walk home”. A voice, a deep smooth voice quietly said “You might be mad but you’re not seeing things I am standing here”.

She was but a shadow of her former self, her psyche shattered and fragmented beyond any hope of repair. As she scratched and scribbled on the walls with wild abandon, her motions became frenetic, her voice a chaotic soliloquy known only to her. Her once-bright eyes had dulled, vacant of recognition or understanding. In her fractured mind, she had become a phantom, drifting through the desolate corridors of her own madness. The door to her prison groaned open, and she froze, gripped by primal terror. Her disheveled form quivered as a man entered, his presence a malevolent specter in her distorted reality. He settled into a chair before her, his gaze predatory, assessing, and cruel.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

Chapter 1. The beginning of madness Any story begins with birth, but the story of this madman arose long before his birth. He could not even imagine that it would happen to him, not even a tragedy, but a Comedy. Although for him, even Comedy has become a tragedy. Is it possible for a person to survive in the circumstances in which he found himself? Is it possible to remain human if everyone despises you-even those you love? Is it possible to go all the way to the final – to the death? This will be told by the madman himself, because he has no other choice. He will tell the story of his life, not because he wants to be pitied. He wants his story to be heard by people who have lost heart and s

Regan could only shake his head slowly while a faint, wry smile touched his lips as he rounded the car to the driver's seat. No wonder Alexzandrei Constantine was known as a madman. It was a title worn not with shame, but with a certain perverse pride. Regan had seen it for years. He had seen the effortless charm that could disarm a roomful of sharks, the disarming gentle look in his eyes that made people trust him implicitly. It was a masterpiece of a facade, a beautiful, polished veneer that hid the rot beneath.

She’s dumber than I thought. Love makes people do crazy things — that much I know. But this? This is madness with sprinkles. Stealing condoms … okay, not that … but faking DNA tests, drugging, raping, killing fetuses, plotting with murderers, shooting friends. Someone should hand these people a referral card to a psychiatrist’s office and lock the door behind them. “You clearly cracked your biscuit somewhere,” Lee sighs, his sarcasm wrapped in sing-song sweetness. Somehow, he makes crazy sound cute.

“Vincenzo would never bend to your will. You're just too foolish, too consumed by your own hatred to see the truth. Wake up to reality, old lady.” Madonna slapped Daisy very hard, cutting Daisy's lip in the process. “Shut up!” Madonna roared. “Shut up! You don't know a thing! You don't know me!” Daisy kept laughing, “I don’t need to know you to realize that you’re mentally unstable. Go get help.” One of Madonna's men stepped forward to hit Daisy but Madonna stopped him. “Leave her here. She's going to die anyway. Let her be for now.” She looked at Daisy one last time, and left the room, leaving Daisy tied in the cold room with only her thoughts.

"Fuck that psychiatrist, Kris!" And as predicted, he's gonna explode like a ticking bomb. "Why do you keep insisting that I'm having mental illness-" “I'm not saying you are-” "But you're actually making me feel like I'm one!" The newly hired maids aren't at our house yet, so Liam and I are the only two here, fighting in the home he once called a palace. "Am I not normal in your eyes? What is wrong with my character for you to think that I’m insane?!”

As expected, he did not need me either. "Sorry, I won't do it again." I would not, because I would be leaving, and the mafia's dangerous life would have nothing to do with me from then on. The party lasted all night. The next day, I spent the whole day cleaning with the maids. Maeve had gotten drunk last night and was now asleep with Jasper by her side. They were so intimate that they looked like mother and son. Jasper used to be clingy to me, always wanting to sleep with me. He said that I smelled good and that it put him at ease. Felix seemed to love me very much at that time too. He would get angry every time Jasper took all my attention.