Madness The Rise & Fall Novels & Stories

Everything was perfect—until my 22nd birthday. That was the day April Sunday, Tom’s close family friend from childhood, was in a horrible accident. Tom blamed me and had me committed to an asylum for the criminally insane. I was punished for a crime I didn’t commit and held there for three months before he finally came to get me. By then, April had become his personal assistant. They were inseparable. It took two more months before I reached my breaking point. It was obvious, at least to me, that April’s goal was to shatter my marriage, but Tom refused to speak to me anytime I brought up April. I finally served him with divorce papers. The next day, I was sent back to the asylum.

Genevieve moved in shock too but none of them had exchanged any communication with the other about it. As they watched, the screen shifted to a breaking news segment. The headline flashed ominously: "New Evidence Surfaces in Montenegro Scandal." Genevieve felt her stomach drop. They had underestimated Morgana—the girl who had escaped their clutches—and Lukman, the one who had initially helped them but was now rotting in prison. Despite their efforts to contain the damage, the repercussions were spiraling out of control.

I can't focus and I slowly lose my appetite after eating one, two, three, and so on slices of pizza. I'm not craving anything because even if I eat too much, I feel like my stomach is still empty. I'm not sure why is that. Suzy stood up and chooses another movie. She chooses Titanic. It's old but gold. Their tragic love story always remains in our hearts. But what if our love story ended tragically? Will Marcus can cope after I disappear from his life? I'm not sure about our future. I'm not sure about my future. My thoughts are all about Marcus but he didn't even think about contacting me. Did he lose interest in me? What if he regretted not marrying Lauren? His company is vital in his life.

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her." I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.

"Don't just sit on your ass, go and help your mother." I smile as Xavier strides over to help me. I pat him on the back in thanks as he reaches for the plates and brings them to the table. We all sit together, the clatter of forks and plates mixing with the soft murmur of conversation. Steam rises from the spaghetti but I barely notice it. My eyes wander over my family, taking in the effortless ease of being together. I'm the luckiest woman alive. I’m loved in ways I never imagined, cherished in ways I never deserved, and I am forever Their Beautiful Madness—the wild, sacred chaos of two souls who made their home in mine.

“I'll be waiting.“ My gaze followed Zagreb as he took his leave. I pulled out a bottle of water from within my desk, twisted its cap open, and gulped down its contents. It was a ritual I often did when I was anxious. “Are you anxious?“ a familiar voice asked. Even if I was asleep, I would have been able to recognize that voice. My whole body tensed as Aiden's face came into view. Today, he was dressed in a gray shirt again and dark blue jeans. “We don't have a session today,“ my voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm not here for a session,“ Aiden revealed, taking slow but deliberate steps toward me. “I'm here to remind you of whom you belong to.“ Before I could wrap my head around what

My heart continued to hammer heavier, slower too. And then I knew it wasn't the nerves, and it certainly wasn't because of the ritual. I felt sick. The first thing my mind went too were the pills. Maybe the pills were too strong, I thought, already feeling the beads of perspiration building on my forehead. Maybe I should've eaten something before taking them. I tried to steady myself but my vision blurred for a second. The priest lifted his voice. "As the moon meets this hour, let the blessing fall. Let the bond renew."

The front pages of various financial newspapers were filled with jarring pictures of Stewart Enterprise’s office building being sealed up. What followed was an exclusive report of Eternatus’ newly-promoted senior manager, Jansen Griffin. Crash! A cheap wine glass shattered to pieces on the greasy floor. Wanda was all curled up on a torn and tattered couch in a dimly-lit rental apartment. Her bloodshot eyes were staring at a photo in a news report. Hatred churned in her stomach. “It’s him! He destroyed me and ruined everything I had!” Wanda took a huge gulp of alcohol as she cursed under her breath.

He just controls us all he is the one who does everything, he controlled me because I was the one he chose to hold a power so that he too would benefit. "Tyr and Lavisha are the only ones missing but they are still weak so I have to calm down and prioritize these stupids." He said. It's very difficult especially my brain is here with me but I can't control myself fortunately sometimes I can control myself. But I know for myself that it won't last long and that it will be permanent with the amount of injections I've been given because of this mad scientist.

However, the calls were either hung up immediately, or after connecting, the client would simply ask, “How familiar are you with the details of our business? What was the root cause of the last system failure?” That alone left them speechless. Only then did they realize that over the past few years, all of their glamorous “performance achievements” had been built on the fact that I, the so-called “old workhorse”, had quietly carried all the real work while they simply took the credit. Without me, they didn’t even know which direction the client’s door opened. The company began to fall apart, and the capable core staff quietly started sending out resumes. Those without ability gathered togeth