Sei Pazzo Novels & Stories

Logan gave a brief instruction, then leaned back, scrolling through his phone while Mia stared out the window, taking in the city lights. The ride was smooth, and after a long drive, the car finally pulled up in front of a restaurant with the name boldly displayed: SPICY RESTAURANT. Stepping out of the car, Logan placed a hand around Mia’s waist as they walked inside. The big glass doors swung open, and the moment they entered, all eyes turned in their direction. Mia instantly felt uneasy. “Why are they all staring?” she whispered, shifting closer to Logan. He leaned in slightly. “Remember, I’m a popular guy, Vena. It’s bound to be this way.”

"It is as simple as that, Sheharzaad. You were on my mind and I want to fuck you out of this brain. Regardless of the text, I would have you in my bed. Unknowingly you have became a new obsession of mine and I want to get rid of it as it is an unhealthy infatuation. And there is only one solution to that. You in my bed," he said straightforwardly. Anger condensed in her heart. In a fit of fury she spoke, "you are nothing but a bastard, Shehryaar!" she bellowed.

“I swear to God! I don't know what you're talking about! I've been doing paperwork since morning, it was only recently I——” “Liar!” I roared, my voice breaking. “It's f**king true!” Sebastian chimed in angrily. “I just returned from a meeting after leaving Topex, and came here to relax, when you barged in like a damn thief! The fact I hate your wife doesn't mean I'd kill her. It's normal in our world, you fool! She comes out of the blue, cutting our profits short, and playing Gorgon whatever…” Sebastian's chest heaved, his eyes flickering. “Look, I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't do anything to your wife, and it seems you're f**king high!”

***** [Puccino’s POV] He hates the sea. But he fears the boss more. That skeletal figure with crazy bloodshot eyes, a face with hardly any flesh anywhere, just a thin layer of skin wrapped around the skull, a mind constantly on a high, with an imagination as wild and cruel as a vulture. Fuck. Puccino would do anything to not get on the boss’s bad side. He’s scared of the Don too. But the Don doesn’t give a shit about small fries like his boss, much less a tiny fry like him. So Puccino needs to look out for himself. No one’s gonna.

This Sullivaño surname is really a spoiler. "Because I can't sleep because I feel like you're going to finish the milk I bought." "You're crazy, what the… that's my milk! Make yourself some if you want!" I said to him. This guy really makes my blood pressure rise all day. "Nah… your milk is tastier… the one you made," he said with a mischievous laugh. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "This friend of yours, Sebastian, is really crazy, why are you still friends with him." But instead of defending me, he just laughed at what I said, then messed up my hair. These two are really crazy. They need to be repaired.

Sia was tired as she was sitting with Diego at the back seat while Emiliano was driving “Are you still upset”Emiliano asked for a hundred times because ever since he picked his wife from his parent's house the woman had been so grumpy as if someone had stolen her favorite toys not just that, but she kept on giving him the LOOK, and he knew he did something that even him didn't know of

Elizabeth expresses her worry, her voice tinged with anxiety. Sebastian listens attentively, his expression growing grave. He reaches into his pocket and retrieves his phone, swiftly booking an appointment with the doctor that Elizabeth mentioned. As he completes the process, he mutters under his breath, "I'm afraid it's starting to come back." Confused by Sebastian's comment, Elizabeth can't help but inquire further. "What do you mean, 'it's starting to come back'? What exactly is Mr Bradford going through?" Sebastian sighs, his eyes filled with concern. "Mr Bradford suffers from a condition where stress can affect his nervous system, causing him to zone out and react impulsively. It's a re

Tera's heart was beating fast. "Yes, it's impossible for an ugly woman like Bus Kopaja to compete with an angel as beautiful as Vivia." me! A wife with a mental state as messy as me! Maybe I'm the karma for all your depravity to the women you date!" Sebastian's face tightened, his eyes bulged big, his mouth hissed, "Fuck!" "Yes, you bastard! You are the most asshole man in the world!" satisfied ? "will never be satisfied except you me!"

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

it felt really painful. God, why? The tears that started streaming down his face were making his vision blurry, making him bump against people who were walking. He didn’t even bother saying his sorry, and those people cursed at him, and thought of him as a jerk. But no, Sane didn’t care. Sane didn’t care if those people thought of him as the worst person in the world. He didn’t care if those people thought that he was a spawn of Satan himself, that he was evil incarnate, he didn’t care. Because when one lost someone, he no longer cared