Novel & Cerita Trembling Madness

My fingers started to tremble as ominous feelings rushed through me. Fuck, is this it? The beginning of that doomed nightmare?

My stomach knots, fingers fumbling in my hair until the braid falls apart. God-fucking-damnit.

Let's get a divorce. "I'm sick. My stomach hurts." … As the ticking faded away, a snap of fingers jolted me back to reality. I opened my eyes abruptly. My body was curled up, and I was trembling uncontrollably. My fists were clenched so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. My face was cold. I touched it and found tears. I shut my eyes. "I'm sorry, Amelie. Come back. Please… I was wrong…" My voice cracked as a sob broke free.

But after getting acquainted with Isabella's sweet wet parts and her ferocious fighting, just the thought of touching another person made me feel nauseous. So now, I am nothing more than an entity filled with tension and violence. An existence that cannot be measured or contained and continues to grow bigger with every passing second. My beast has scratched and clawed at the walls of my sanity, demanding a way out. The crazier the better. I wanted nothing more than to give it a taste of euphoric anarchy. But the downside was, if I let it loose, Isabella wouldn't give me any more time. I would be mentally changed and could and would revert to drastic measures to have her again.

AMIDST THIS DIMLY lit chamber, a once-vibrant soul now teetered on the precipice of madness. Eyes were once filled with life and hope and had turned into hollow windows of a fractured mind. Tattered remnants of sanity floated in the abyss of gaze, like fragile leaves caught in the relentless storm.

"Where are we going, it's almost four pm.." I curiously asked her but she only gave me a small smile. We had literally spent the whole day in bed, showered then went downstairs for breakfast then came back up and just lazed around watch this very hilarious N*****x show called 'Chewing Gum' some sort of British comedy. I wasn't one for N*****x, never had time for it well not even television to be honest but Leona made me watch all these things. This girl literally nosebleed every time she was aroused-

"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.

Tremors wracked his entire body, and he fought to remain upright as waves of anguish crashed over him. Ederic's surroundings seemed to fade away, his senses dulled by the overwhelming grief. The world became a blur for a moment, his vision clouded by tears. He moved closer to his mother's bedside, standing there as if in a trance. His trembling hands reached out to touch hers, the effort to steady his own shaking fingers a monumental task.

I had just ended my phone call with my dad when a text message from my husband, Felix Cole, popped up. Felix: [Jasper won the gold prize in the art competition. I'm holding a celebration party for him tonight. Get everything ready.] Felix was the leader of the Reapers, a powerful local mafia. Every time he held a party, I would be so exhausted that I would feel like a zombie by the end of it.

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her." I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.