Madness It Must Be Love Novels & Stories

At that moment, while he was silently observing the girl, the pounding from his chest seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He felt that every movement of the people around them suddenly stopped and only for the two of them did the clock work. Every movement and stroke of his hand is equal to the beating of Adante's heart. Faster and faster and like a race of horses leading him. Even some male nurses who pass by her room suddenly stop and stare at her. All of them are like Adante, who is just amazed and stunned by the beauty of the girl. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" usually whenever I mention that to other women they suddenly smile and are thrilled. That's my way, to attrac

"I love you! I want to be with you, Xavier! Real love!" "Don't touch me!" Xavier roared, throwing his hands up to keep her away. He looked completely unhinged. The walls of his psychological vault were violently imploding. "There is no love! Love is toxic! It destroys everything! You signed the contract! You agreed to the rules!" "The rules don't matter!" Hazel sobbed, completely devastated by his reaction. She tried to reach for him again, completely desperate to ground him. "Please, just listen to me—" Xavier’s control violently snapped.

Lucas jumps off just in time before hitting the floor and picks the journal up from the rugged carpet. Slave to her own feelings, Tammy crazily paces the room, walking in circles and crying silently. Waves of emotions are pouring down her cheeks, as she tries to connect the missing dots. She finally has a better grasp of what happened to her parents, although she doesn't fully understand it. As she got closer to the end of her mother's writing, she couldn't help but notice the chemical formulas became more organic, letters linked into words, and words into sentences. For what had started as a log of her scientific findings, at the end it shifted into a personal diary, more intimate and raw.

"Can you do it? I'm busy." Maddie's cheeks flushed red, and a shy, youthful glow lit up her eyes. She bit her lip and nodded. "Of course. If Dr. Dixon needs help, I'm happy to do whatever is necessary." After she went in, I didn't give it a second thought and focused on admiring my manicure. But moments later, a roar of pure fury erupted from the bathroom. "Get out!" It was followed by the sharp, crystalline crash of a fist shattering a glass pane.

He asked and Olivia’s head whipped back to look at Mason who was already stretching his cup forward. They passed the bottle and on reaching her, she passed it to him and he poured a full cup before downing it. ‘Well, do you expect him not to have any ex? He’s not you.’ He told her a while ago that he loves her so Olivia couldn’t understand why the question was too hard for him to answer and that soiled her mood. ‘It’s not possible to love two people at the same time romantically, right?’ She asked herself. “No, not anymore.” Mason voiced out after downing the drink.

Her heart squeezed, burned, got crushed, and healed only to repeat the process countless times. Was this feeling she was having right now, what people refer to as true love? She couldn’t help but ask herself as she just remained standing, with tears in her eyes. “Tell me you don’t love me.” She challenged, as she couldn’t fight the tears anymore. “Madison you are drunk and…” “Tell. Me. You. Don’t. Love. Me, Carl.” She said slowly, interrupting him. Silence descended in the room as soon as she stared at him. No one spoke or move. It felt like the whole world came to a standstill in anticipation of what Carl's response was going to be, as even the sounds of the cricket could no longer be heard

*Keera* I'm madly in love with you. I'm madly in love with you. I'm madly in love with you. I couldn't get the words out of my head no matter how hard I tried. I couldn't help the feeling of self loathe that coursed through me. I was the most heartless person ever. He'd confessed his love for me and I'd asked him to leave my room. I slammed my hands on the dressing table, regret eating away at me. Why hadn't I let him know I was madly in love with him too? Maybe even more than he was with me. I ran my hands through my hair, sighing dejectedly.

Outside, crickets chirped their evening song. "You know what the worst part is?" I said finally, cupping the warm mug between my palms. "What?" "Part of me hopes he shows up tomorrow. And part of me is terrified he will." I took a sip of tea. "How messed up is that?" "Pretty normal, actually." Hazel tucked her legs under her. "He was your first real love, Madison. You can't just erase that." "He wasn't my first love." "Fine. Your most intense love. The one that broke you."

Mad came differently. “No, you are all wrong.” I turn to the two people I consider parents, shaking my head in refusal like an insane person. They are trying to get in my head. But I know what I want. “I love her gleaming smile that is my brilliant sunshine in any depth of darkness. Her eyes remotely control my emotions when I myself cannot assist my organs. I love the scent of her shampoo and how it clouds my mind the second we part for errands. The way she holds a spoon before bringing it to her mouth. I love the way her soul connects to mine and makes me feel like a thousand fireflies exploding in my stomach with every touch. I love the way my body quickly reacts to hers. I love her warmt

"This isn't love; it's madness." I gasped silently, my lips trembling. His icy tone felt like tingles crawling all over my skin as I fumbled for the right words to refute him. "Love isn't madness..." With a frustrated blink, he looked away, placing his hands on his waist, contemplating how to make me change my mind. But I refuse to yield. Never! I had loved him since I was a teenager, and now that I have the chance to make my wet dreams a reality, I'll strive to make sure nothing deters my triumph in love. Not even he can stop me. My face scrunched up in defiance, ready to give a piece of my mind.