Sane Insanity Novels & Stories

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

’ Abel wondered, startled. He tried to rein Ynes in as he dodged her attacks, but she grew increasingly unbridled. No matter how hard he tried, he still found it difficult to bring her under control. “What is the matter with you, Sister Ynes?” “I want you to fight me. Why do you keep saying nonsense?” People who had the berserker blood would lose a certain degree of their sanity when it took effect. If they were to go completely insane, they would lose their minds.

When he nodded, I continued, “I don’t want to see you get hurt as much as you don’t want to see me get hurt. So you should stop this whole talk of trying to send me away. I’m not going anywhere.” He looked at me quietly for a long while with a strange look in his eyes, like he couldn’t believe what I was saying. “You know, there are many who would argue that you’re actually insane. Instead of running away from trouble, you want to run straight towards it.” I pressed down the edges of a smile that had been curving my lips, “a good thing you have enough sanity for both of us then.”

They looked the same as me . Shocked and disgusted . People are pathetic . ' Already for most humans, the only respite they find from their own minds is to occasionally revert to a level of consciousness below thought. Everyone does that every night during sleep. But this also happens to some extent through sex, alcohol, and other drugs that suppress excessive mind activity. If it weren't for alcohol, tranquilizers, antidepressants, as well as the illegal drugs, which are all consumed in vast quantities, the insanity of the human mind would become even more glaringly obvious than it is already.

Mom asked me as she took a sip from her coffee lying in front of her. I laughed. Such a simple question “ Of course mom, who doesn't? ” I scoffed at her surprised she is even asking something that even Shane knows what it means. “ Insanity is having a serious mental illness ” I told her proudly. “ No, that's wrong, ” Mom answered, causing my eyes to shoot up and glare at her. Mom leaned in as she stare into my eyes “ Insanity Nina is, holding onto someone who is not making any effort to keep you”

SIRA To my horror, his harsh words seemed to drive me insane. Everything was succeeding in breaking me apart. I don’t know what to do or what I should do to make me feel better. All I knew was that, I was going insane with needs. I felt his hands move down even more and I couldn’t think straight. Everything was succeeding in driving me insane. I wanted this so much and I couldn’t even think straight. Alpha Eros leaned even closer to me, and I felt like I was hyperventilation. It was just too much and I couldn’t really think straight. Everything was succeeding in making me go crazy and I had no idea what else to do at that moment.

A Santa from hell at the brink of death…or insanity…whatever comes first. I hope it will be insanity. For the sake of the world order, I really do hope that my human will endure all of this and somehow stay alive until I don’t find a way to get out of here because the death of my human will have an apocalyptic domino effect on Wengarthria. If Wengarthria falls, other subrealms of Soovaree will crumble and fall too. If the Soovaree realm falls, the balance in the universe and other realms will be destroyed, too. So yes, if I have to choose between the death and insanity of my human, I am opting for going crazy. If I go crazy, at least Ezel will not go feral. So, yes, I choose insanity. That w

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

And lastly, the imposible-to-find guardian and that heir of destruction. Getting confused and believing stories that only children could be fooled never came to his mind. But look at him now. He's still sane, isn't he? Well, if any one would know, they'd think he had lose some screws. What will this insanity bring to him? Will he get to justify his thoughts? Or will this only get him a slap of shame?

"Can you contact me through email please?" "Of course, miss Roberts." "Thank you...goodbye." "Goodbye Miss Roberts." I ended the call and let out a huge sigh of relief, I thought for sure I would be busted when it took me longer than 3 seconds to say my own name. Seeking the help of a psychiatrist was the only solution I had left since Demetrius has now resulted to asking me if I'm okay every ten seconds. I know he sees me as a lunatic who won't stop fainting and I aim to ridicule that image he has of me.