Reverend Insanity Light Novels & Stories

"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! "Also, to save the child he had with his mistress, this man tried to transplant his healthy granddaughter's organs into the bastard's body! He tried to kill my granddaughter…" The neighbors looked at Gabriel with scorn. "He's even a deputy director of a hospital… How could he be so cruel and cold-hearted? I'm not going to get any medical treatment from him after this…" "No wonder their daughter-in-law was trying to get a divorce! Like fat

So he pulled out his cell phone to call and check on her quick, and just to hear her voice. 2 Within the chapel’s sedate darkness, a butane utility lighter flared harshly as Aaban walked around and lit the corner candles and the incense. When he got to the pulpit, he took his time lighting each pillar in the candelabra upon the raised lectern, staring into the flames. Fire made him think of retribution, and that in turn made him think of eternity. He glanced down at Reverend Julian’s open leather-bound Bible, at its strange words. The pages appeared to be so old they might crumble at the slightest touch; Aaban had to resist the urge to feel of their antiquity beneath his fingertips. Smoky li

“Hey, tell me JK, do you want to learn how to revive the dead?” Flooded with those words as his mind is full of those swarming thoughts that make him shiver in the excitement of how wrong he was then, yet how sinful and stupid he is now for thinking and deliberately swarming into the see of sin where he could never turn back. Yet, he does not have any remorse or guilt to do so knowing that what lies at the end of the tunnel is his wish to be granted. He laughs menacingly as he embraces his insanity, for the thing that he desires, and the only thing he ever wanted right now, is the very taboo they all claim and call.

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?

I went near to where the voice is and I was surprised to see a guy, as if shocked as to why he’s in the trash. Or was he mentally ill? When his eyes caught me, he smiled at me. I was wondering why he’s dress that way. He’s wearing old clothes probably centuries ago. He has a long hair and is very good-looking. “Such a pity if he’s mentally ill…” I whispered to myself. “M-me? W-what? Mentally ill? Are you crazy?” he shouted at my face. Maybe he’s not mentally ill, just… out of fashion. He looked as awkward as he stated, “Can I go with you?” My eyes widened at his statement. I knew it, he’s a rapist!

“Not enjoying the party?” a voice suddenly crack the silence in my head. “Oh heck! You scared the shit out of me!” I turned around only to see a tall and masculine man. He looked like the ones I see in movies. Serious and mysterious. I smirked at my thought. “Oh sorry miss. I saw you spacing out so I kind of interrupted the silence. Uh sorry?” “You seem sincere saying sorry huh?” I looked at the shore again, facing my back against the man.

What kind of nonsense were they spouting? Barnabas frowned in annoyance. Ricky and Dominic, on the other hand, seemed thoughtful. Ricky pointed a finger, and a beam of white light shot toward the priest. "What are you doing, you demon?!" The junior priest thought he was about to deliver a killing blow. However, Ricky merely snorted. The beam of light stabilized the priest's dwindling breath, and his injuries began to heal. He slowly stood up. "I'm just asking a question. Don't waste time. Otherwise, you really will die," Ricky said calmly.

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?

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.

I had a body again! Someone was saying something. They were shining a light on me. I couldn't see beyond the light. I looked up at them. "What the fuck!" The woman shouted as she stumbled backward and fell. There was something about her voice that was oddly familiar. It wasn't Isabell. "Can you get this light out of my eyes?" I asked her. I tried to lean out of the way of the harsh light. My arms were tied down. Wait, and I knew why. Those memories, they were from my body. My body was in an insane asylum. I had been crazy? Of course I had been crazy, I didn't have a soul...