This Is Crazy Novels & Stories

"She refused me outright and asked to be paid one hundred million instead. I swear I want to scold her for being insane, crazy, and so on." Adam now frowned suspiciously. Where could there be such a crazy woman? Is he kidding? The one who asked for the wedding was Jaguar Adytama! He is handsome, rich, kind. Unfortunately, he's a jerk and a playboy. "But shouldn't you be happy? She doesn't ask for responsibility. She doesn't ask for anything from you other than a hundred million, which is not a problem for you. So, why do you look so restless?" "I want her again, but I don't know where to find her around here. I went to the club again, but she wasn't there. I slept with an ordinary bitch, but

Solana I was walking so fast now, that too on an unfamiliar path and was not paying attention, so when I tripped over a large tree root and went flying into the air, I shouldn't have been so bothered. But when I landed into a shallow pit, hitting my ankle against a rock, I knew it was over. I was stuck. “Fuck.”

Rasha slowly got into the trunk of the car and lay down there. Shortly after that came a man, a casual look but still looked expensive. The man got into the red car, relieved after peeing. Not far from there, three of Edward's bodyguards approached the man. "Hey, have you seen a pregnant woman? She has short brown hair, and she's just wearing a blanket and walking," he said. The man who owned the car shook his head in surprise. "What woman would do such a ridiculous thing? Are you guys crazy? Stop getting in my way. I don't see that woman."

Jenni laughs, the kind of laugh that bubbles out of her, half amused, half horrified. But crazy works. “Crazy is the thing that pulls people in,” I say, my excitement building. “Imagine it, I could promote the book with ‘Researched by following a real-life serial killer.’ You know I’m right.” God, this is it. This is exactly what I need.

“Baby, do you still have my credentials on your laptop?” He nods. “I’ll grab it.” My head spins. Wasn’t I proving they were the same person, that I wasn’t crazy? And now I’m desperate to prove they’re different. The logic I relied on these past few weeks is turning to sand under my feet. I’m not crazy. I decided not to be crazy. Maybe Heather and Everett are the crazy ones now.

She’s dumber than I thought. Love makes people do crazy things — that much I know. But this? This is madness with sprinkles. Stealing condoms … okay, not that … but faking DNA tests, drugging, raping, killing fetuses, plotting with murderers, shooting friends. Someone should hand these people a referral card to a psychiatrist’s office and lock the door behind them. “You clearly cracked your biscuit somewhere,” Lee sighs, his sarcasm wrapped in sing-song sweetness. Somehow, he makes crazy sound cute.

I opened my mouth to speak, but my voice all of a sudden came out as a shaky whisper. “How does that even make sense that you say it?“ “It doesn't. Even I think I'm crazy , but I know what I feel, and I know it has never changed, not even for a day, ”

His not real "Honey calm down" my mom says coming near me. In reflex I stand up to pick up the scissors that are on my desk "Don't fucking touch me. I'm not crazy . His not real . He fucking can't be . I - I love him mom but - but he left me " I say sobbing so hard that my tears are now burning my eyes "Honey I need you to calm down. I don't know what happened but who are you talking about" my mom looks between Bella and Dad for answers. They just shrug looking scared

Crazy and there are no gaps. Jenny is feeling so crazy! "Let me go..." said Jenny finally. She couldn't bear the treatment Deny gave. Too killing! tmtoo poisonous. So what else will happen after that? See what happens after that. All are not necessarily what people want. *****

Yeah, I know that's damn crazy, but why be normal? We do end up watching Sex Education, just for the fun of it. If anyone was to describe my psycho state, I'd say damn shit crazy, with a hang to self-destruction, not thinking or acting normal, definitely a great humour and an absolute N*****x addict. If I'm not learning or out with my skateboard, I am watching N*****x. I think I'd die without N*****x or my board. Those two things have kept me pretty much from going insane during these last couple of years. Oh and of course my books.