Miss Crazy Novels & Stories

Tessa was the ultimate mean girl in high school; she made every single person feel bad about themselves. "Mind sharing, what's so funny?" She asked in an infuriated tone. I managed to calm down enough to get words out, "Surely you must know, sorry, no offense, but are you auditioning to be on the show botched? What in the heck of plastic surgery happened to you?" I could see her slightly shaking in anger, she turned her head from side to side. Getting redder by the moment, “Can you reduce your voice, you're causing a scene.”

Suddenly,a familiar voice came from the radio. “I will like to formally apologize for the scandal involving my sister-in-law.I’m talking about the incident where it appeared that she was violated.She wasn’t violated.She was only kidnapped by Max Dalton.He has been in love with me since our college days but I’ve always tried to set the boundaries with him.A few days ago,Fabiola and I had an argument.I unintentionally told Max about it.I just too upset,that’s all.But I didn’t expect he would have a kidnapped.He had said he was only trying to frighten her.I’m very sorry.”And that was Esme.

He yelled out in a monstrous tone, his eyes closing briefly with veins popping out his head. “Trust me I’d rather die than spend the rest of my life with you, so if you chose not to let me go,” Missy chuckled, a sarcastic one kinda, “I’m going to lull myself and make sure the suicidal is on you, then you’ll be brought against the law and prosecuted. I trust my father, he can be a real bitch if he wants to be. And losing his only daughter to your hand, that’s the perfect key to switching on his psychopathic intelligence. See, you’re not the only one that is crazy. I’m also crazy and if you don’t let me go, I will be sure to make you regret it.” Missy smirked, satisfied by her response and lik

Her long hair was always in a ponytail, which Pat constantly nagged her to highlight with caramel balayage. "Yes!" the two chorused loudly. She was wearing a midnight blue draped asymmetrical maxi skirt that revealed one of her thighs. Her top was a cream-colored halter. She still felt uncomfortable with her bare arms showing. "Girl, you're going to be seen on TV while handing those documents to Maverick Logan," Maki said, even shaking her shoulder for emphasis. "You can’t show up looking like a nun. You’d ruin RTA’s image," Pat added, laughing.

"No..no please..please King.. King please don't do this..Kiiiiing!!" I ignored his stupid cries as I walked out of the room. Should have thought of all these before he betrayed me. One thing I hate most is betrayal, I hate it with passion. ARIETTA'S POV I was on my way home from the paint shop when I saw the most popular mad woman across the road. She's called Madam Chintzy. She's super crazy. Sometimes I feel bad for her because people always abuse and make jest of her. Sometimes, she'll just be on her own - lonely and sad. Sometimes super hungry. I give her food anytime I see her starved and right now, she's starved. Well, there goes my burrito. I walked where she was sitting - on her pers

[“Then get your butts over to my apartment. Sleepover, my treat!” Cassie gasped, feigning shock. [“Mica? Treating us? What’s the catch?”] Mica’s grin grew wider. [“Let’s just say… I finally hit it big.”] That definitely got our full attention. Cassie leaned in, eyes gleaming with curiosity. Gladz looked intrigued. I narrowed my eyes. Mica loved being cryptic, but when she hyped something up, it was usually worth the excitement. “Wait, big? Like, ‘I won the lottery’ big? Or...” I tilted my head. “‘I got cast in a reality show and I’m about to become famous’ big?”

Piper, though hooked around Ezrah, her attention had been on Michelle, as she was an action movie fan. Michelle was signing some autographs with Coco when Madison, biting back her pains of not only being cheated on but also being lied to, suddenly exclaimed, “Hi, Michelle, I’m a crazy fan, and I even got my dress from your collection. Can I take a picture with you? This is my boss and his best friend.” She gestured at Ezrah and Lake.

My job in the most prestigious company might be at risk of recklessly failing the task given to me. As soon as the man was picked up by the ambulance and rushed to the hospital, I went back to the golf course to double-check nothing was lost. After securing the place, I went back to our simple abode to remove the blood that stained my hands. My name is Madison Garfield. But my family and friends used to call me "Mikai". I'm turning twenty-five in a week. There's nothing special about me, really. I did not consider myself a lucky one because, in my twenty-five years of existence, I am still daydreaming about my ultimate crush who happens to be my best friend.

They watched Cindy happily get out of the car and walk towards the MRT station, and afterwards, Maggie made the car move again. “You know,” Misha said. “I can get down here and take the MRT to go home.” “No, no, I’ll take you both to your home,” Maggie said. “Really, thanks,” Misha said. “Wow!” Yana exclaimed with a sarcastic tone. “Two boyfriends and I can’t even get one.” “Because you’re picky,” Maggie commented. “Cindy’s very pretty, she can have five boyfriends if she wants,” Misha said. “But something else is weirding me out.”

) Vampire was unamused voice responded as if she knew that Mad wouldn’t be happy about it. Mad clicked his tongue, “who the fuck let my cute little sisters alone without supervision?” He could hear the under voice, ‘ugh, I know it will be like this.’ (They are under my supervision. Focus, Mad.) Crazy answered in his annoyed voice. It was his everyday voice, by the way. “Ah, okay.” He scratched his neck awkwardly. “Anyway, the passage is fairly complicated. Please hold their hands.” (... okay.) Crazy was a bit fiddly about it.