Personality Oblivion Novels & Stories

He said looking at Ansh who was carefully listening to whatever he was saying. “Whenever Shama remembers the intense pain, her another personality quickly takes over her. But, she still can’t forget that pain. Her another personality is cruel and violent. That personality is a maniac. It tries to get over the pain by turning it into anger. In this process she sometimes even hurts herself. One of her personality is quiet and calm. It always remains silent and is cold hearted. That personality also tries to cover up her pain. This personality doesn’t like to smile or enjoy or talk too much because she knows that if she speaks then she will break down crying. She doesn’t want to cry. Slowly aft

The car continued speeding into the night, carrying her deeper and deeper into Lucian Cross’s dangerous world — a world where protection felt a lot like possession, escape seemed more impossible with every passing second, and her own body and heart were beginning to betray her mind in ways she never imagined possible. She had no idea how she was going to survive this… or if she even wanted to escape anymore.

I continued to run as fast as I could, breathing rapidly in awe. The only answer for me was to keep on running, I couldn't think of anything else. Why did I decide to pass this stupid shortcut? Were they really the cause of Eve's parents' sickness and Eve's mother's death? Jesus, help me. The place was sloppy and hence, reducing the speed at which I ought to move forwards since I had to move upwards to run out of the place. There was no one in sight, everywhere was silent, not even an animal was present. I needed someone to save me. All the days of watching movies and there was always someone to save the person from danger, all those were all mother fucking bullshit.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

There’s nothing immortal. All can change over the time. *** After Qeiza met Chin Hwa’s parents, she was getting lost further and further into the labyrinth of lies and got harder to find the exit. She thought fleeing to her boss’ apartment would stop the confusion of her mind caused by Ansel. In fact, running away could never solve the problem. In the contrary, it was just like accumulating the dust under the carpet. The longer it got thicker and could cause the illness. That’s what Qeiza experienced currently.

"Not that I have no memory, more like a very bad memory. It's... like an out-of-body experience. Everything is very hazy and distant. You know what you're doing, but at the same time, you don't have the control over yourself to stop it. When I wake up on my next ‘good’ day I have a vague memory of who I was and certain things I did, but I have no idea how much time has really passed or the extent of my actions. My personas also know and retain certain details about my life. For example, I always know Thomas and I always know where we are. Everything else is a mystery though." I nodded along as he told me everything. I felt very sorry for him. To be a prisoner in your own mind and body. To wa

He croaked, "The world is all black and white. And humans were all colored gray. We're neither here, nor there. It all depends in our situation. We lash out or keep it in, no one can feel absolute nothing when faced with ridicule. We hate. We dislike. That's nothing to be ashamed about. I'm not a good person either, and I don't blame myself for it." "Are you saying that being a bad person is somehow acceptable?" "Nah." He frowned. Ritian himself find it hard to explain. "As I've said, humans were gray. We can be bad or good, but that's not a constant character. We change. Either time helps us or our mind gives us the reasons we badly needed for closure. By then, we will switch to a more brig

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

“Also, write on your piece of paper your major and the number on your seat, but not your name. This will keep your responses confidential while allowing us to correlate all of the data to make it useful. I’m working on a new study, and you’re the mice in the maze. Also, I hope you enjoy the seat you are in, because it’s your seat for the entire term. To gather good data, I need it to be consistent.” “I guess that makes us psych buddies,” Noah says with a slight grin, nudging my shoulder with his. It’s just a light touch, but the pressure sparks fire straight to my core. Down libido. I own you—you don’t own me. “Just as long as you know we'll never be fuck buddies,” I say. He frowns. DING! Gr

Any f**king thing. No girl can humiliate him and then go scot-free.