Madness Song Novels & Stories

One person. 'Madie!'

**** Note: Song*- Homesick by Dua Lipa

And her voice – as mad as it may be – sounded broken and course. “Chlo…” he groaned but she kicked again. This time he was prepared and when he felt the shift in the bed, he quickly moved to dodge her. I forgot… he thought to himself… she’s criminally insane. “Do you want to die?!” She screeched. He felt her shuffle in the dark and sit up against the frame of the bed. Rather than try again in the darkness – especially since his eyes had been so bad in the last year – he got up to open the large, panoramic window overlooking the city. The bright lights quickly illuminated the room enough that he could see her.

He suddenly stops singing and waits for me to catch up. "You recognize that song, don't you? It's 'Truly Madly Deeply' by Daniel Jones and Darren Hayes. I roll my eyes and continue walking without minding his question. How is it possible for me not to recognize the song you heard on my phone, asshole! "Of course you do. You love sick man!..." He continues when I don't reply to him. "We get that you're in love and all that but to set a love song as your mate's ringtone?... Isn't that a bit– sappy?... I wouldn't have believed it of course if I hadn't heard it myself... I can't believe that General Thor Quinn, the commander of..."

Sleeping like an angel. I put on the radio, and the title of a song playing was “Secret love song.” it was displayed on the cam of the radio. The lyrics of the song spoke to me in different ways. It was all about the way I had treated Maddie today. I only hope she understands me when I get to tell her everything. “Don't play a song if you don't understand the meaning.” I heard her mumble furiously. “You are awake?” I didn't get a response from her.

“It’s Madonna . . . Madonna Saint Elise. I need you.” XXX

We don't retreat. We sharpen. And somewhere underneath all the sarcasm and fake escape plans, something inside me shifts anyway. The moon hangs pale outside my bedroom window. Tomorrow it'll be full. Tomorrow somebody will probably get bonded whether they like it or not. Tomorrow half the wolves in the territory will lose their minds. I close my eyes slowly. "Let the moon do its worst," I whisper. Because if there's going to be madness tomorrow— it won't just belong to the moon.

"If you're so sick, just drop dead already! Your existence is a waste of space, anyway!" My phone clattered to the floor. I crawled out of bed and got to my feet, staggering toward the medicine cabinet. My hands trembled as I twisted open the bottle of sleeping pills. The tablets spilled out like snowflakes. "Oh, you poor thing. If you're so sick, just drop dead already! Your existence is a waste of space, anyway!" Miranda's words reverberated in my mind. I grabbed a handful of the sleeping pills and stuffed them into my mouth. The bitterness clung to me as the tablets slipped down my throat, choking me and making me gag.

The lover even expressed mild regret that Conrad, the ‘annoying baggage’, had survived. Charlie’s mother, though shocked, did not confront her lover directly. She even helped manage the aftermath, only lightly forbidding him from harming Conrad further. Conrad knew that the cruel man would show no mercy and that his mother could not truly protect him. After deliberately enduring a three-day fever soaked in cold baths, the former top student of the Boyds became a seemingly mad little boy, scattering food with every meal. For fifteen years, he feigned madness. He understood all too well: with only the fragmented conversations he overheard as a child, without concrete evidence, he could never e

Can't you just behave? Sofia leaned weakly against Vincenzo's chest and let out a few soft coughs before saying weakly, "Vincenzo, don't be mad. Isabella is just heartbroken. Why don't I talk to her properly and have her go back to rest?" As soon as her words fell, a deafening explosion erupted, shaking the entire dock violently. The searchlights overhead swayed precariously. From the nearby containers that hadn't yet fully collapsed came the piercing screech of twisting metal, and a massive sheet of metal hurled straight toward the three of them.