Melted Madness Novels & Stories

'] My entire body jolted. The water glass in my hand nearly slipped from my fingers. What... was that? A hallucination? Was pregnancy seriously making me hear things now? I looked at Caden. He still sat perfectly straight, his expression stony and unreadable, like an ice sculpture. However, the hand gripping his knife and fork had gone rigid. His knuckles were white from the force. [Dad, say something already! If you keep acting mute, Mom’s seriously going to run away with me!

My addiction. Keeping the ice cream bowl aside I took her bridal style in my arms moving towards my room. I throw her on the bed and starts unbuttoning my shirt, she was looking at me in a daze while rubbing her legs lust fully. “Don't move” I ordered her and moved out of the room towards the kitchen. I brought a bowl of melt chocolate and kept it on the side table. “What is that?” she asked, pointing towards the bowl. “Nothing you need to worry about, just enjoy” I said.

Everything was well documented. The video concluded with a chilling threat colored in red, “You have seven hours and fifty-nine minutes left.” She was so frightened that she accidentally knocked over a mug. The spilled contents made a mess out of the bed, but she was frozen with shock to care. As the first rays of morning light streamed through the curtains and into the bedroom, Anise was completely aghast by what she was seeing online. The tips of her fingers were trembling.

He is crazy about Heer, he does not feel ashamed at all for doing such a thing, but is proud of him. This is a slightly shocking case, but a matter of extreme frightening. More dangerous than an angry person is the passion of a crazy person. And now Heer has understood that Sanam's obsession speaks on his head. This passion of Sanam has kept him under his control.

Raymond had only just been sentenced to 20 years in prison when he received news of Laura's death, and he went insane on the spot. He wouldn't stop repeating his apologies and admitting that he was wrong, muttering them over and over again under his breath. Unfortunately, nobody cared about the words of a madman. … Three years later, Melanie's self-founded jewelry brand officially launched in Bell City. The same day, Raymond had a complete mental breakdown and killed himself in prison. When Melanie heard the news, it was the first time she had ever gotten completely drunk—alone on her balcony, crying and laughing by herself. She realized that she couldn't remember what Raymond looked like an

In her past life, Elara Newman had married Orion Baron, who turned out to be an absent husband. On the day she gave birth, she suffered a severe hemorrhage and lost consciousness. However, Orion was unreachable. After she was snapped awake by the doctor, she had to sign her name on the surgical consent form while her hands were still shaking. When her children caught a raging fever, Orion was still nowhere to be seen. She had to rush to the hospital all by herself, and after three consecutive days of looking after them, she was exhausted and passed out in the corridor. On the day when her parents passed away in a car accident, Orion was still absent. As she returned home with the urn

Madelaine Everyone knew the story of the Mad Doctor. At least, I heard it from my mom. He was adopted by a wealthy couple who tried but couldn’t have kids, both surgeons, when he was four years old. People said he was a weird little kid, but the surgeons were private about their lives. When he was eleven, Ben killed both his parents and was arrested. To this day, no one knew why, because he went mute the moment the handcuffs clicked shut. His uncle, Mark Cavanagh—a rumored psychopath and Mafia Don—pled insanity for him. Instead of jail, Ben went to rehab.

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.

“But that is the only way we can redeem her from this accursed marriage. I think my daughter has also lost her sanity to that mad man who is already dead. My daughter is insane,” Rod shook his head in disapproval, “Don’t get this wrong, ma’am, your daughter is madly in love with Brian and not that she is insane. It is called obsession. I would appreciate it if she loves me same way. I didn’t make you rich for nothing. I invested in your career and made you rich so that Melissa can be charmed back to you and develop less feeling for Brian.”

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.