Sane Insanity Novels & Stories

"Ahem Ma'am, how about the second that you want to say?" Chloe ask. "Oooh I thought you would never ask again, well you said that doctors aim for everyone to be okay so it is okay if you have no patient, and that is the other way around here, you all need a patient to have a function that might sound weird but it is, you see what I am trying to say is not because what you want is not normal that what is supposed to be and not going to happen means it is already bad or insane, that patient is showing, seems to be insane to look at but it is not, we all has an alternate reality of everything even in our body and health not what you see is what it is"

"You heard me plain, Marco. If this pathological fixation is to be broken - if any hope remains of restoring your superiority and freeing your spirit from her relentless torment - you'll need to embrace your obsession with the Dupont woman. Court her, consume her...or be forever consumed in turn by this madness you've brought upon yourself." For once, I am utterly without words. My lips work up and down like a gasping fish as I struggle to process his profane prescription. This is...this is insanity. LunThe lunacy is the most debased, heretical variety! Yet even as I scramble for every fiber of indignant rejection, a small terrified voice calls out from the most shadowed recesses of my psych

"You, above all others, should be elated if, by some miraculous occurrence, his beast has fixated. It could signify something positive. Perhaps his mind is not entirely lost? Or maybe his sanity is resurfacing. He might become the first Urekai to emerge from madness." Sinai's mouth opened, closed, then opened again. "You, of all people, know it does not work that way. There is no return. Once the mind is gone, it is lost forever, and in its stead remains a mere husk. A shell. A ghost of who he once was."

I sighed in response before speaking… “At first, killing one rogue was enough to keep the beast in me dormant for a few months. But as time passed, I started getting back to my frenzied state sooner and now, I could only last one or two weeks…” I said. The words ‘I would turn insane sooner rather than later’ were left unsaid, but they rang in the room as loudly as if I had spoken them out loud. None of us said anything for a while as we sat there lost in our thoughts. It was Zane who finally broke the silence.

“No, absolutely not.” Lia⁠m staye‌d calm w⁠hile⁠ she stared at him like he had lost his mind. “You didn’t e‍ven h⁠esitate before s‌aying no.” “Be⁠cause sane people d‍on’t need t‌ime to reject insanity.” His‌ expression‌ barely changed. “It w‌ould‍ be tempora⁠r‍y.” “Tha‌t s⁠ome‌how makes it worse.”

If she is left here for long she is going to be damn sick. "I can't believe I'm going to die in the silence" she muttered, mocking her condition. She has always fantasized, dying in a music concert, so she could shake her body till her last breath. She stood up and tried to find her way around the room but she stumbled on something and fell on the floor twisting her ankle in the process. "Fuckkkkk" she cried out. Adriana might be strong, stubborn and annoying but one thing she can't deal with is silence it eats her up faster than any poison. Darkness breaks her more than a chemical would.

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

In what way am I not suitable for her? In this past month, Suman had been with many women in bed but none of them seem to satisfy him. Each intercourse felt delusional with Sarah’s image in his head. The image of Sarah pinned under him, bond to his bed, squirming with pleasure. A pleasure that only he is entitled to give her, as her husband. She, in his possession as his wife. But now, the image is replaced with her on Mike's lap, trembling to his touch. He is losing his sanity. Shame.

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.

“They go insane.” Nate blinks, slowly turning to look at me. I feel it already. That restless pull, that gnawing ache. The one that started the second I woke up. It’s still there, crawling beneath my skin like fire under glass. I don’t say anything. I don’t need to. Luca sees it on my face. “That insanity,” he continues, “is either going to drive them toward each other—because eventually, it’ll become unbearable—or…” He hesitates for a moment before he adds, “Or they’ll end up dead.”