Reverend Insanity Light 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?

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...

“Don’t you see? They knew. They were wrong about most things, but their pagan scriptures, their poetry of the end times foretold all that’s happening now. I’ve spent my life . . . telling fairy tales. There’s no salvation. Only oblivion and those that bring it.” “He’ll keep searching for higher truth,” I muttered. “And then one day he’ll find it. Whether he wants to or not.” “Man craves his own destruction,” said Reverend Fowler. With a hint of fear replacing the self-pity in his voice. “And they feed on that desire. They nurture it like farmers tending crops. They use whatever they can to show us our dark reflections. Our weakness makes them strong.” “Wait, who are you talking about?” “You

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, "

With those things he recalled, the one who seems to be a leader is not that crazy. "How can you say that? What are the reasons" "If you are looking for evidence, I don't have. Believe me if you wanted to believe in me but what I am saying is about the things that I knew. That person they called Godl... he is truly insane. One time even slaughter one family who he find annoying. The police don't have any movement because of that because even them holds no power to restrain those people."

Pain exploded through me, and I curled up instinctively. They dragged me back to the warehouse. The man spat on the ground in disgust before storming out, leaving me alone with my fading consciousness. After what felt like an eternity, the heavy iron door creaked open, and Elliott Reynolds stepped in, silhouetted against the light. His familiar, nonchalant drawl broke the silence. "Wow, look at you. A few days out of sight and you turn into a total mess."

They lifted off as lights swarmed the mill. Skyward, Kai leaned into Damon. "Monster?" Damon's laugh was hollow. "His words. Not yours." Margaret radioed faint: cleanup rolling. But Kai saw the shift—Damon freer, darker. Marcus dead. Web unraveling. Yet eyes watched from boardrooms. Flight over. Fight eternal.

“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.

My cries are silent until the voice in my head shatters into a million agonizing pieces. "Repeat after me: 'I am not gay. I am not sinful" The words repeat, a mantra of hate, as my mind begins to blur. My brain is tearing apart, and my body is convulsing from the agonizing bolts of electricity. Make it stop! Please! The mantra continues for what seems like an eternity before it stops. I am not sinful. ... Even though I still love Pierce The Reverend finally leaves the room, and I collapse on the bed, breathing heavily.