Reverend Insanity Author Novels & Stories

anger started pulsating in me. "I'll call you whatever I want, little one". She again stated with a smirk. "You don't know what I can do to you" I said while gritting my teeth. She took my hand and place it on her throat. "Then do it" she whispered. Is she insane?

"You liar! You had me and my son completely fooled! You even ruined Elias' marriage!" At that point, a crowd had gathered at the front door. The neighbors had heard the commotion and came over. Rhonda was so enraged that she was close to losing all sense of reason. She didn't care about keeping up appearances anymore. Without me needing to say anything, she pointed at Gabriel and shouted at the top of her lungs. "Everyone, look! That's the deputy director of the Reimdale Hospital. This man found himself a mistress and brought her home. Then, he got his son to get a divorce so that the son could marry his mistress and take care of the child he had with his mistress!

note that this is illegal. With a deep breath, Athena clicked on the files Jay had sent her, and a series of mugshots filled her screen. Five faces stared back at her, each with a haunting story to tell. The first inmate, Karam Abigal, sent a shiver down Athena's spine. The sheer brutality of his crimes, the annihilation of an entire family, shook her to her core. It was chilling to read that he suffered from depression and schizophrenia, mental illnesses that seemed to contribute to the unimaginable acts he had committed. His impending death in five months added another layer of gravity to the situation.

Minnie raised her head and looked down on us jeeringly. "What the hell are you on about? Do you really think he gives a damn about his glorified sex toy? "I'm not worried about his wrath because he won't even hurt me. I just don't want the Pendragons to know this other side of me. I have my saintly reputation to maintain!" she rambled. As if worried she did not sound convincing enough, she continued. "You're just some trash who can only survive by a man's grace! You're nothing without the brothers! You don't understand the kind of love between us and the brothers. It crosses all definitions of love!"

If someone would see him at that moment, that person would think that he was insane. Maybe I really am insane. I probably have grown crazier overnight. Sane hated himself. He couldn't understand what had happened for him to almost end everything. He dared not to think about everything bad that could have resulted if ever his cold body would have been found lying on the pavement in front of the academic building. Those possible consequences would surely haunt him even in his sleep as that was the first time that that happened to him. It was the first time that he attempted to do that.

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.

Even if he was in his seventies, there was an invincible air around him. “Your Highness, the Reverend.” “Your Highness, the Reverend.” “Your Highness, the Reverend.” Auster and the rest of the guardians rushed forward, disregarding the injuries on their bodies and kneeled in front of the man. So this man was the Reverend, leader of the Sacred Association! “A bunch of morons!” The Reverend was disappointed at the guardians’ performance. As guardians of the Sacred Association, how could they not crack the defense with all seven of them going at it?

She needed to hear what it was about. She clicked on the file. As she listened, a cold chilling breeze of realization hit her to the core. The audio was a discussion between Phil and an unknown person—a man. It was a conversation that had taken place just before her father was picked up by the police. She began to doubt the credibility of his institution. “He’s becoming a liability gradually,” the unknown voice said, his speech a judgment laced with cold, clinical detachment. “He had found out too much about us. He must be neutralized.”

“You’re insane. This whole thing is insane.” “Yes.” He stopped just out of reach, close enough that she could see the flecks of silver in his pale eyes. “Sanity is overrated. Sanity would have let me die in that hospital bed. Sanity would have let you marry a man who doesn’t deserve the fire in your soul. Sanity is for people who are willing to settle for less than everything.” “And what if I want to settle?” The words came out broken, desperate. “What if I choose safe? What if I choose the life I built instead of whatever insanity you are offering?”

After a moment, he continued, "You're a woman. Can't you have some self-respect? Think about how disgusting you looked when you came back last year. "Even I couldn't stand seeing you. You're filthy and sickening! If Jennifer hadn't talked me out of it, I wouldn't have bothered. You'd be long rotten!" At that moment, my soul stood right before him, weeping silently. "I'm warning you right now, Helen. If you screw up again this time, I don't mind locking you up for another decade. Maybe that'll make you learn your lesson!" He was done yelling, but there were still no signs of me. He waved impatiently at the housekeepers, urging them to search my room.