Reverned Insanity Novels & Stories

“They tried to snuff out a shining life here, declaring our Henry Putnam dead. Someone needs to be held accountable. They wrote that child off, resigned to letting him slip away before his destiny could be fulfilled. But sometimes we find in death . . . there is life. “They have lied to you and to me. They have always lied. I say no more!” His arms were thrust before him, spread wide as if parting an ocean. “Tonight, we took it back . . . right here . . . we have the higher path. We took it and we shall do so again, herein ever after, from this moment forth. Yea, hear me before it’s too late!” The Reverend lunged back toward his pulpit, grasping for his open Bible—

*trrrrink trrrrink* Bennie stopped and moved towards the table's direction before he stretched his hand to pick up the phone. "Whatever is it, It better be important!! now speak. "Bennie spoke in a foul mood as he was interrupted during his fun hours. A rough sound of a man came from the other side of the phone, "Boss Bennie, Madam Jenna visited that boy's house with a small bag; we don't know her purpose for visiting him. What should we do?" "That fucker, I'm tired of hearing about him. Kidnap that bastard tomorrow and kill him; I'll handle the police work and media...wait, don't just kill him directly. Torture him first before killing him." "Ok, Boss." Somewhere near Sheeran's house

Vicky laughed. "You are crazy!" Molly took her book and shook her head, this friend of hers is thinking like an old woman from the 90s. "Of course, you guys are crazy friends of a crazy slut!" A voice said from behind them. They turned to see Rebecca, the friend that betrayed them, the green snake in their midst before Sophia got bursted. "Oh, here comes the ungrateful bitch! I think you are the crazy one, it is very obvious that you have lost your mind a long time ago!" Vicky returned, lifting her chin up stubbornly.

At the instant, they knew about the unexpected presence of INSANE. "Oh! Wait. I apologize", Insane said loudly to the officiant. And again started to speak in the same manner Zane was finished speaking his vows. "I, INSANE, in faith, honesty, and love, take you, 'Z', to be my wedded husband, I give you all that I have myself and my love. And I'm apologizing for hurting you. I love you. I love you so much". Insane's voice was shaking with her entire body shivering under Zane's demonic gazes. Her entire self was feeling weak and looked like she would fall on the floor at any moment.

"I should smile my boyish smile more, then" He carried me up bridal style and strode to the bathroom. We both showered and then got ready for work, all the while, alternating between kisses and flirty overtones. We finally got to work and managed to keep our hands off each other in the elevator. After Jose got prosecuted and sentenced to 30 years imprisonment, his mother was sent to an asylum. she had gone crazy during the trial and kept on talking gibberish. Doctors were brought in to examine her and they all gave the same diagnosis, she was mentally unstable.

Julius however, looked especially haggard. I smiled as I turned off the television. Betsy patted my hand gently. “Don’t worry. It’s all for show. Once they’ve accepted that we’re gone, they’ll show their true colors. Just wait and see. It won’t be long before Valerie is released. “And when she is, Rourke’s mistress will also surface.” I nodded. Sure enough, three days later, Valerie was released from prison on grounds of insufficient evidence. A swarm of reporters descended on her as she made her way to Julius.

"Reinforced glass partition. Security personnel nearby. You can leave at any time." "What's his current mental state?" Olivia asked. "Fluctuating. He has periods of clarity mixed with delusional episodes. The physical symptoms are constant—the tremors, the paralysis. But mentally, he's... unstable." "Define unstable," I said. "He sometimes believes he's still running his company. Asks staff about meetings that don't exist, projects that were never real. Other times he's lucid and expresses what appears to be genuine remorse." "Appears to be?"

Denny told Yohan everything with clarity and at a slow pace to entertain any questions he may have in between Denny’s statements except for the name, but Yohan kept his eyes closed as he bowed his head listening to every word Denny was saying. “Do you mean this person also had a head injury and was unconscious for months, but he woke up with a mental disorder? And in his insanity, he blamed mom for what happened to him and killed her?” Yohan asked if his understanding was correct. “We believe so. The hospital records proved this man was insane, and he was able to escape his ward. He went to find who he thought was to be blamed despite the fact that he caused that person more injuries than he

"I am the one! Yes, I did all of that which you just accused me of. Why? Because I could do so and more. And also because you took something away from me and ruined your life and that of your Pack the day you did. You will suffer and continue suffering if you don't give her back to me." The look on his face now was even funnier than it had been. It was almost like, he had once again, discovered just the sort of monster that I could be. That he just understood why I was called a mad man, irrespective of the fact that he had calling me that for ages. He was just now being aware of the fact that I earned that name, not by word of mouth. But by actions. Deliberate actions born from insanity. "I

“This broken mess.” > “She’s… untouchable,” he whispered, more to himself than anyone else. “…and I… I am nothing.” The room fell silent, save for his shallow, irregular breathing. Outside, the city continued its hum of life and business, but inside, Revan had reached a mental precipice. A man who had once wielded power with confidence now faced a collapse the world could never understand—a fall brought not by competitors or financial loss, but by obsession and unyielding pride meeting a woman’s unshakable strength.