Melted Madness Novels & Stories

Snapping his cufflinks off, he let them drop with a metallic clatter onto the mahogany wood, rolling his sleeves up to his elbows in a frantic effort to cool the heat radiating beneath his skin. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, staring blankly out at the sprawling metropolis below. Yet, his mind remained entirely trapped in the room with the very woman who had effortlessly shattered his legendary self-control. The powerful CEO of Valenti Towers, a man who commanded millions, was now completely powerless against the thought of a single girl.

The armored vehicle was drowned out by tens of thousands of zombies. The monsters were squeezing and crashing against the defensive layers. The concussion grenade incessantly let off maddening noises, causing the zombies to be in a constant state of frenzy. The safe and wide space in the vehicle was now hell on earth. Jasmine covered her ears. She shouted hysterically, her body tumbling alongside the violently shaking vehicle, "Jason, you absolute b*stard! Turn this bloody thing off!" Her exquisite makeup was ruined and twisted by sweat and fear.

"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.

or maybe it wasn’t bloody enough. I grin, the edges of my mouth stretching too wide as I lean my head back and listen. Every creak of the night sings to me, every footstep is a beat in the symphony of chaos building inside my head. Time melts away, drips down like candle wax. An hour? Two? Who cares? When you live in madness, clocks are just another lie.

We've raised her for so long and we've already fulfilled our obligations. I held Cara even tighter. Everyone around here knew Hans Black loved to drink and even physically abused his own family. However, his family was rich and managed to obtain a mental health assessment report claiming that he was mentally ill. Not even the cops could do anything if they were here. Ethan was so brutal. He didn't bat an eye even when he offered his own granddaughter as a sacrifice. "Cara is definitely this family's child. There must be a misunderstanding. I've been working hard to support this family and I'm so busy frequently that I only have time to take a nap in the on-call room, and you said I've been c

I looked at Dustin White disappearing before me with despair. His soulmate, Celine Hoffman, had her hands around his neck as he carried her off. I could briefly hear her saying in a pitiful tone, "Dustin, I'm fine. Your wife said she's pregnant, you should go back and save her." I could feel my flesh start melting little by little. The bubbling lava in the lake swallowed me gradually. I could not help but wail due to the extreme pain. "It's so painful. Please save me… "

I laughed as I watched the news. Julius deserved whatever that was coming his way! Valerie was his weakness. He could not even get angry at her and spent all his energy protecting her instead! Frustrated, I muted the news and convinced Betsy to go jet-setting with me. Having money made anything possible. For security, we also opened an offshore account that no one would be able to trace. Every day was filled with indulgence—bright lights, fine wine, and endless enjoyment. Life couldn’t have been better.

“That’s chemistry… not… Ronan Hale.” “Oh, come on,” he said, leaning closer, voice all mock-serious. “You’ve got brains, patience, and… most importantly… he’s never faced you before. You’re going to crush him if he tries to mess with you. And when you do…” He wagged his eyebrows. “You’ll be the legend who tamed the untamable golden boy.” I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t stop a small laugh. My stomach twisted.. panic mixed with… maybe a tiny spark of excitement. Max’s grin was contagious. For a moment, I actually thought I

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to them speak, eventually freezing into ice. Silence grew once more in the room. However, the temperature was still dropping. My mind grew even hazier. 'Mom, I'm coming to you. I'm sorry. I can't live on. I'm sorry...' I was dead. I died. I died in that icy basement they locked me in. As the last shreds of warmth fled my body, I thought to myself, 'If there is a next life, I don't want to see them again.' However, I never realized my mind would stay past my death.

Everyone in the office stops what they are doing to look at them, but makes no attempt of getting in to settle it, because they know the consequences. Someone has done it before, and it did not end well for that person. So everyone leaves them whenever they have they are having their feud, since it does not always result to the use of aggression. “Sometimes I wonder if we are in high school whenever I see them like this” Sandy whispers to Albert, who is also standing beside her. “Whenever I see you, my morning turns sour, and now we have to work together” he says “And you think I am all happy and jumping joyful at that” she sasses him.