Tales Of Ordinary Madness Novels & Stories

"Did someone assault you?" "No! I'm fine." "You must be tire--" He tried to hold my hand but I quickly take a distance from him. "I'll just be in the living room." I stride back into the living room with a lot of thoughts in my head. My mind is everywhere. With his presence, I'm not in myself. I'm completely crazy and cannot think, breathe, or speak clearly. Am I losing my mind? Should I visit a psychiatrist now? I can't bear to have another illness.

I hurried past the bar, my eyes met those of the Bartender and there was a glow in his eyes I hadn’t noticed before. “Are you okay?” he said. I shook my head. I felt my temperature rise and a slight ache was creeping up my joints. My muscles started to feel tense. My hair pores started to look like big rashes and they itched as the hairs on my body began to grow longer. My palms began to expand as my nails extended further. My ears felt like they were drawn out. I could hear the slightest sound of a foot leaving the ground, a house fly buzzing, frantic heartbeats and drinks getting poured into cups. The music became almost a hundred times louder. I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and fee

It hadn't occurred to him to smell any other wolves when he'd arrived in the area. Marguerite quickly nodded. "Except in the Gévaudan, no. But, because of the bullshit, one of theirs has caused in the past, they're being super quiet." "The bullshit?" "Yes. He went on a killing spree of sorts." Harry took a few seconds before nodding, "He must have been suffering from Moon madness. In my homeland, only the Mad One suffers from it but can maintain a modicum of rationality." _Shut up, Harry. Don't give her any more information," growled Till.