Reverend Insanity Books Novels & Stories

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

Even better. But Selene knew silence didn’t mean surrender. It meant planning. And she was done playing nice. At exactly 4:17 AM, she rose from the chair and crossed the room to her desk. She grabbed her laptop, plugged in the USB, and watched the loading bar stretch across the screen like a slow exhale. Then a folder appeared. "REVELATIONS" Selene clicked it open. Dozens of video files. She clicked on the first one. Cherry. Alone in her room, pacing in front of a mirror. The angle was odd, almost like someone had hidden a camera in the bookshelf. The date on the video read two weeks ago.

I feel my hands sweating with nervousness. I can hear the cars stopping in front of the house. Slowly I walk to the wall-size windows, and I peak out. I am curious to see my future dear husband. One thing is for sure. He should sleep with one eye open because I might kill him in his sleep and become a black widow. I have no problem with that. I close my eyes, shaking my head. I think my books have a bad influence on me. This would be a good plot. I make a mental note to write that story. A mafia story. Who knows. It might even be a best-selling story.

Alger read it clearly. Make haste before the full moon rises. "Do you have water for me to drink?" Alger asked as he felt uneven sweat drop from his forehead. "I have something better," the Reverend's boy replied. "Wait for me here." As Alger sat on the plush wooden chair and waited for the Reverend's boy to bring whatever he was planning on bringing, he felt a hunger for blood stir inside of him. Although the Revered had told him he could no longer see himself as the man he saw himself before, he did not find it easy to achieve as long as he still felt what he felt inside of him. As he waited, he imagined what it would be like to feel normal again, what it would be like to smell blood like

“Why are you so weird?” “Why are you different than the rest of us?” “Just why are you smell, look and act like a devil?” They all say, words that doesn’t make sense, yet from the deep within it is. The same words we all know, you know, and very much familiar with. Somehow taken from the very beginning of this book, where an insane girl is introduced with blood and a devil’s heart. Everything of her past in this 6th loop has reflected the future of this same loop, as her dark insane world, will once again emerge shortly when everyone is dead.

Still too calm, like it didn’t care about the noise inside my head. I walked up the short steps and pushed the door open. A faint creak followed. The hall was empty. Just candles burning, pews quiet, shadows dancing against the walls. It smelled like wax and something old. Something sacred. I moved toward the back, heading for the Reverend’s side office. That was where grandma said he would be. My fingers tightened around the food container as I knocked softly. No answer. I knocked again. Then the door opened. He stood there—Reverend Thorne. Tall. Calm. Collar tight around his neck. Eyes too steady. Like nothing in the world could surprise him.

And in the present such as the dangers of dating. not to mention also the insanity series and the nightmare series which are both going to have new books coming out soon. In the insanity series we have across the desk, weathering the storm, and breaking it I will. In the nightmare series it starts with the nightmare begins and will have a new book coming out shortly in a few months but before the year 2021 is over. The titles for those to be on the lookout for is the prequel for across The desk which would be the heaviness in the air it goes well before across the desk takes place but it ties directly into the beginning of the story. And this fifth book in the insanity series in the second b

" So that was the case. Betsy had mistakenly thought that Samantha was Rourke's mistress. Now it was all out in the open. I froze as Rourke looked at me. "Take them outside for now. Betsy, I want you to stay. I have something to discuss with you." Betsy looked uneasy. I patted her on the back. "If you have something to say, just say it. I’m here for you." She nodded and I led Samantha and Johnson out of the room. Once we were outside, I felt a little embarrassed. "I’m really sorry for the misunderstanding."

His sinistic hungry gaze bored deeper into her afraid hazel ones as he leaned his face closer to her and finally her existence froze hearing his those words. "I am an insane sinner and I will ruin my Heaven with my insanity, "

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!"