The Cure For Madness Novels & Stories

His voice was going an octave high now. Pushing my hand into my hair with a frustrated look, I tried all I could to remain calm but it was to no avail. I was losing my mind, my sanity was at stake and it seems like I was crawling back into the hellhole I somehow managed to escape from. “Isn't there a cure for the curse?" I asked, studying his expression which had now become unreadable.. “I mean… curses can be broken… the cursed one just has to perform some sacrifice and then it is all over.” I ratted out like it was easy peasy like I had spelled out.

The couch—torn. Books—tossed like debris. Lilies—crushed and bleeding. And me? I was the wreckage. Just a man who destroyed every beautiful thing he touched because he couldn’t destroy the monster that took it from him. Yet. But I will. I’ll bring Charles Cooper down, even if it kills me. And maybe then—maybe—I’ll finally be able to breathe again. But tonight? Tonight I let the pain consume me. I curled on the floor. Among the flowers.

Liam found it hard to believe, and so did the assistant, who expressed the same confusion. A simple cure for a fainting episode? Liam had never heard about that. If it only required a simple cure, it meant Haley wasn't suffering from any life-threatening condition. “What's that cure?” Liam asked. And he'd make sure he found it immediately. The sooner Haley got cured, the better. Then he could have a proper conversation with her. “Mr. Nash…” The Doctor stated. “It seems your wife is mentally distressed and is constantly triggered by something or someone. The only way to cure her fast is if you can make sure she never comes in contact with that thing or person again.”

"It's a textbook case of Luna's Madness. A severe psychological affliction that can strike a Luna when her mating bond is fractured." Luna's Madness? I'd heard of it. When a Luna's bond with her Alpha is severely broken, it can cause psychosis, even self-harm. "So you locked me in a silver cage?" "To stop you from hurting yourself again," Ridley reached out to touch my face. I flinched away. "Christine, I've looked into it. It's curable." "How?" "We just need to repair our mate bond," he insisted, his eyes wild with a desperate, selfish hope. "Once it's strong again, the madness will fade. We can go back to how we were."

We invited only kins and close friends, and there was no one from the Coleman family. Jeremy's hand in mine amid the toasts. I knew I had finally escaped from the shadows of my past and found the happiness that was truly mine. Meanwhile, Isiah sank deeper into the mire. After he left the hospital, his reputation was ruined, and he couldn't find work. He had to rely on his parents' pension to survive. During a routine checkup, he was diagnosed with advanced AIDS. The news struck like a thunderbolt, crushing the last of his hopes. He vented all his hatred onto Zoe.

me" up. The technicians tried to hold her back, but she seemed to have gone mad, shoving them away with unexpected strength. Then, as if a sudden thought struck her, Mom lunged for the control tablet. "Yes, that's it! A restart! Once I reboot the system, she'll be back to normal!" As she frantically tapped across the screen, sweat trickled down her forehead, smudging the makeup she had so carefully put on. "Unable to locate self file," a mechanical voice droned from the control panel. "The host consciousness has been erased." Mom was taken aback. "Erased? That's impossible! She was perfectly fine just a moment ago! She wouldn't leave me like this. She wouldn't!"

"Don't just sit on your ass, go and help your mother." I smile as Xavier strides over to help me. I pat him on the back in thanks as he reaches for the plates and brings them to the table. We all sit together, the clatter of forks and plates mixing with the soft murmur of conversation. Steam rises from the spaghetti but I barely notice it. My eyes wander over my family, taking in the effortless ease of being together. I'm the luckiest woman alive. I’m loved in ways I never imagined, cherished in ways I never deserved, and I am forever Their Beautiful Madness—the wild, sacred chaos of two souls who made their home in mine.

Regan could only shake his head slowly while a faint, wry smile touched his lips as he rounded the car to the driver's seat. No wonder Alexzandrei Constantine was known as a madman. It was a title worn not with shame, but with a certain perverse pride. Regan had seen it for years. He had seen the effortless charm that could disarm a roomful of sharks, the disarming gentle look in his eyes that made people trust him implicitly. It was a masterpiece of a facade, a beautiful, polished veneer that hid the rot beneath.

“Someone had to take action… and that someone was our Luna.” A chill ran down my spine. “So how was the truth buried?” Grandfather inhaled deeply, his breath rattling as he prepared to speak. “I was going to tell you, child… but you must understand—curing the madness required sacrifice. A ritual.” He coughed violently, his frail body trembling with the force of it. Without thinking, I reached out and gently patted his back, my touch light yet filled with unspoken sympathy. “The ritual…” I hesitated. “Was it for Ragnor’s curse?”

"But here is one thing that differentiates us 'brother.' You saw Serena as a temporary tool. I see her as an equal. Her blood triggers me, but her soul is my redemption. I don’t mind burning to the ground if it is to keep her safe from trash like you." Trent’s face paled when he couldn't break me with the truth. "You’re so stupid," Trent fumed, a hint of desperation in his voice. "The 'madness' in your beast will eventually get to you. The closer you are to her, the worse it gets.” He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But there is a cure. Only a few people know about it. Our father was a paranoid man, Kai. He never creates a problem without a solution. I can return you to y