Reverned Insanity Novelas e Histórias

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?

Chapter 29: Money problems. Place: City, Anywhere United States of America. Rolling over in bed, Sloan berated himself as he slid away from his sleeping ex-lover. Ex, as in, he shouldn't be with him again. Ex like the former. Ex as in, how could Sloan be this stupid? He had broken up with Reese, but when Sloan's loneness had gotten to him, he accepted meeting the man in this seedy motel. What did people say about insanity? Craziness was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Well… no more. Sloan wouldn't keep making the same lapses in judgment. This was it. He was done.

We've raised her for so long and we've already fulfilled our obligations. I held Cara even tighter. Everyone around here knew Hans Black loved to drink and even physically abused his own family. However, his family was rich and managed to obtain a mental health assessment report claiming that he was mentally ill. Not even the cops could do anything if they were here. Ethan was so brutal. He didn't bat an eye even when he offered his own granddaughter as a sacrifice. "Cara is definitely this family's child. There must be a misunderstanding. I've been working hard to support this family and I'm so busy frequently that I only have time to take a nap in the on-call room, and you said I've been c

Maybe he thought I needed to forget everything just for a moment, but how could I? Besides, I wasn’t the type to just fall into bed with someone especially not in a moment like this. Yes, my life was a mess after my husband turned my world upside down and Isabella’s betrayal twisted the knife even further, but losing myself in a distraction, no matter how tempting, wouldn't fix anything. I had been hurt, but I wasn’t that broken! Even if Daniel had meant well, I couldn’t do that to myself because giving in to that would have only made everything worse. My heart was already shattered from Gabriel’s betrayal and throwing myself into something with Daniel would just be a bandaid over a bullet

But I wanted to do it, it was either that or stalk and murder anyone who dared to come close to her. It was insane. I was insane but I couldn't stop those dark thoughts from winning over... The strike of horse whips against my back at the rehab center crashed through my memory making it difficult to breathe... The smell of blood, of charred flesh... I was hyperventilating... I couldn't breathe. A soft touch on my skin had my gaze jerking to those of Scarlet and just seeing her face brought me back to reality, but I was still so out of it, that I almost didn't hear what she said.

"But I need to understand. I need to see him, hear what he's trying to communicate beneath the delusion." "He's insane," Damian reminded me. "His letter made that abundantly clear. There's nothing to understand beyond psychiatric deterioration." "Maybe," I replied. "But what if there's something real buried in his rambling? What if his consciousness did reach places that appear as madness but contain legitimate insight?" Damian's expression carried the concern he'd been showing since I announced my intention to visit Evan three days into our honeymoon. "You're letting his delusions contaminate your thinking. This is exactly what I was worried about."

Many can enter altered states of consciousness. Collective madness is present in the different scenarios of life, socially, politically, religiously and in our way of thinking. But there is a big difference in those degrees of insanity. The madness of a few who are misunderstood for the moment, will be the sanity of the future. In a wonderful book by the great poet Khalil Gibran, he praises that beautiful madness that does not limit the imagination of those who are capable of seeing beyond the physical senses and proudly expresses: "They call me the madman ... ". Because of that blessed madness, it is that we still remain in time and all is not lost. Fantastic love and neural craving will fi

Evelyn There’s something definitely wrong with me. And the fact that I have absolutely no control over it is what’s driving me insane. Whatever that thing was between me and Xander, it threw me completely off balance. The second I returned to my seat, I was forced to drag Nat off the ridiculously attractive guy that came with him. She was all over him like heat on bare skin. I’ve now fully accepted the fact that Nat is the female equivalent of a manwhore.

Adonis looked as though he wanted to pick apart every word I had just said, but instead, his head tilted to the side in sudden contemplation. Then, a slow, terrifying smile spread across his face. It wasn't a comforting, reassuring smile. If anything, it made him look ten times more unhinged than before. “Well,” he murmured softly, “things just got a hell of a lot more interesting.” I stared up at him in disbelief. What the absolute hell was that supposed to mean? One thing was crystal clear in that moment: Adonis D’Angelo was completely insane. A certified lunatic. And I was going to have to walk a razor-thin line around him.

“If that’s not insanity, then I don’t know what is.” He scoffed, his frustration rekindling in response to her explanation. “So, you think I’m insane because I offered to help you get back at your cheating ex-spouse? That’s a pretty flimsy reason.” She shrugged again, her expression unapologetic. “Maybe it is,” she conceded. “But, I still stand by what I said. You’re indeed insane, and you’re proving it quite well.” His jaw tightened at her response. “I will never accept that I’m insane. What I am is intelligent and cool, and that’s not insanity,” he retorted.