Reverend Insanity Webnovel Novels & Stories

"I never knew you were such an idiot, Annabelle. I told you, I'm the second-in-line of the Leafensteins. My brother is a very busy man. He wouldn't have come to the hospital if I were just a nobody to him. The fact that you three are locked up here should prove that I was telling the truth. "Oh, and given what you told me, I'm sure you know how… ruthless my family can be to those who hurt me." All the color drained from Annabelle's face. She was as white as paper. She looked at Zacharias, trying to say something, but Zacharias was faster. He went down on his knees and, through a trembling voice, pleaded, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I had no idea Horatio's the real deal. I was a little carr

"Em, I love you, but the only 'Father' I’m talking to today is the one who invented extra-strength ibuprofen. I’m a lesbian; the stained glass might shatter if I walk in there today." "And I’m technically still hungover from Friday," Hannah added, pulling her blanket higher. "Go be holy for all of us. Tell God I’ll see Him next week." The campus chapel was beautiful, filled with the scent of old wood and expensive lilies, but I couldn't focus on a single word of the sermon. Every time the congregation knelt, I felt the soreness in my muscles from Friday night. Every time the choir sang about "deliverance," I thought about the way Luca had delivered me to the brink of insanity in my own bedro

I had already made sure she would never dare to repeat that mistake again. My gaze softened slightly as I looked at the picture, but something dark still lingered beneath it. If I hadn’t recovered this I knew myself well enough. My anger… and the darkness within me… would have killed her mercilessly did I say withe Torture too . Advika's pov Morning came quietly, but my thoughts were anything but. Do you know what it feels like… when a monster suddenly starts acting like a saint? It never means he has changed. It only means he is planning something worse something deeper, something you won’t see coming.

Adam passed him a bag of ice which he held to his head while he managed to stand up. “Are you okay?” Adam asked. “Yea, I will be.” Ichabod replied in his normal voice before sitting down. “Odin told me what happened, Denis was the lady? Is that true?” Ichabod nodded. It was stupid but there was no way he could explain that to him. He couldn’t even understand. “How is that possible?” “I don’t know Adams, I don’t think Odin knows either.” “Odin mentioned reincarnation, so it’s possible. “

“And then I knew it had gotten so bad. The perfect confirmation that you’re not my Bunny. I know he’s a chainsmoker, with lungs like chimneys. I also know that smokers are liable to die young, but maybe the world has been misled. Perhaps the manufacturers meant the death of the brain. Because Tristan has gone insane. “So karma got you faster than weed?” I tssk. “You weren’t even lucky enough to catch pulmonary cancer, and madness has caught up with you. Christ, they even call you ‘Mad-Bishop,’ isn’t it?” PUNCH!!! Copper burns my nostrils. I collapse against the headboard, choking on thin air.

He muttered incoherently as he fought against insanity from the sheer information cum experience overload. "Hmm" the old man waved his hand and Tom found himself in a totally new place and environment where he will sober up.

The once gentle cradle became an unbreakable cage. "Stop fighting me," he growled near her ear. "You'll hurt yourself." His hips ground into her again, harder this time, letting her feel exactly how much he wanted her. The thick, rigid length pressed into the cleft of her bottom with obscene intimacy. "Let me go." Her words cracked, then broke, but she forced them out again. "Let me go. This is sin. This is sin incarnate and it is actively poking me. I'm a Reverend Mother. I've taken sacred vows before God Almighty."

“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

“From what I know, though, the man is the devil, and he corrupts the priest, makes him kill people on the altar, fuck him in the blood. Real deep shit.” My hand tightens on the wheel. “I want to read,” Serena shouts, climbing into the back and knocking me. “Are you two for real right now?” I glare at them. “A priest and a devil, fucking in blood on an altar?” Rich grins and nods. He’s delusional. Utterly lost it. “You’re not serious, are you?” I ask, my grip on the wheel tightening. “You’re telling me that’s what you’re reading? That’s what’s keeping you occupied back there?”

Please if you want your girl, said him to keep quite", said the nurse by turning to Sophia. Sophia just looked to lsaac's face with her eyes which were surrounded by blackened eyelids due to insomnia. Isaac who was controlled himself gave a gentle pat on gloomy Sandy's shoulder by conveying him to keep silence and to fill his mind with peace. "lf your reformation succeed you will re-enter the cycle of rebirth and regain the right to be reborn", said the PA into the soul without taking her eyes from the Heaven who was lying in bed with waiting the death..