Maniacal-book Novels & Stories

Hi everyone, This is my love letter to you, *Giggles* Thank you so much for reading this book. I went through a wild emotional ride writing it. I love you all so much and I appreciate your support. If you enjoy my writing and are wondering what to read next, I got you. Mafia books on this platform: Take me I'm yours ( stalker romance) His secret wife (Marriage of convience) Werewolf books on this platform: The royally screwed Luna

**Trigger Warning. This book may contain the following topics that may be sensitive to readers: dubious consent, masochism, drug use, mental illness, mentions of previous assault or abuse, sexual harassment of a main character, kidnapping, abandonment, control, confinement, and attempted crimes. This book is rated 18+ due to content. Never in my life had I considered what it would be like to meet fate. To have what you thought was love turn into harsh realization of manic moments that never seemed to make sense. The haunted memories of my past were always too much for me to handle. The dark ways that my mind played tricks on me, constantly having me look over my shoulder as if waiting for hi

"I need the anatomy book you've got—full-on body display and the one murderers look for.." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' and it's everything you're searching for, ma’am." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other anatomy book I’m obsessed with to keep me up all night and ignore Axel. These books will surely keep me from trying to kill Axel.

He kept looking from his father to the paper that he was flaunting to his face for acceptance and signing. "Tick-tock, time is going by." Cappuccino smiled like he meant no harm. To deal with a Maniac, one needed to be a maniac for a while and that was just the case with his son - Alexander Leonardo.

ame. By nine-thirty, Alli's hands were shaking so badly she nearly spilled the lukewarm co#ee in her lap. The dark liquid sloshed precariously, threatening to stain her jeans, astain she couldn't bear to add to the already messy canvas of the day. She set the mug down with a clatter, the sound jarring in the quiet apartment.

King Qing Yuan called the people he send to take the book. They came to the king. The king growls at them and wanted to know about the book. But they said that they hand it over to the king's man. "Your Majesty, we gave the book to your man. And he gave us the money. We don't know anything else about it." The king said them to leave. Then he called his man and asked him about the book. "Where is my book?"

"You keep telling yourself that, nerd." "Don't call me that" He leaned over and mock-whispered, “I’m scared now." A server came by and we ordered our coffee, black for him, vanilla oat latte for me. Once they walked away, Christian leaned forward, elbows on the table, that ever-present smirk on his face. "So what is this book, anyway? Witchcraft for Beginners? How to Hex Your Ex?" I scoffed. "No, it's a comparative analysis on supernatural war tactics over the last two centuries. It goes into detail on Flare magic, territorial blood pacts, and..."

I shook my head, "No, whatever you find out, tell me everything. I want results, and I want leads." Madman laughed, "Okay, interesting." After that, Madman rolled the book into a ball and used it to knock Big Man, who was doing push-ups underneath him, "Don't just listen to us, move, Bitch." Big Man said, "I'm not eavesdropping, I just forgot how many push-ups I've done." Madman sat firmly on Big Man's back and opened the book while saying, "Just did the 69th one, come on, 100 to finish."

I drop the medium size book on the table and let them feast their eyes on what is clearly written on the front page. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” Ha! Cain’s smirk falls and Safira chuckles incredulously. She drops her book on the table and I feel the smile on my face fall off. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” Cain drops his too and a pit forms in my stomach. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” I let out the most frustrated groan I ever have and Safira cackles.

Azrael asked. “I haven’t gone far into the book but it’s a story based on an actual schizophrenic patient the writer knew; it was meant to educate the public about various mental disorders in the mental asylum they call hell. I thought it would be fun reading a genre I’m not too familiar with.” I explained as I touched the front of the book. “I can recommend something if you get hitched. Utopia by Kelvin McLean. It’s about a nymphomaniac struggling to overcome his issue so that he can be in a happy relationship with the woman he’s been in love with for seven years.” Azrael recommended.