Vocaloid Insanity Novels & Stories

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

This damn strange sensations I get when I am in his presence is going to drive me insane. “ I will bend you over and spank you until you listen to me and be a good little one,” he whispered in my ear with a deep low husky voice. My bottom lip quivered out of fear because I don’t know if he actually meant it or was just trying to scare me into staying with him. I stayed quiet, not wanting to test that theory.

It did cause issues when Jaidyn and she were together. “Well, she can forget it. There is no way in hell I would ever help her get a deal. “ Brady states. I know he is telling the truth. I have heard Natalie sing. She actually has a decent voice but there is nothing special about it. She doesn’t have a voice that will make her stand out from any other female vocalist out there. I highly doubt any producer would give her a deal. We all turn our heads when we hear a knock at the door.

His normal baritone voice rose to a pitch that sounded strange coming from his lips. “And how are you so calm?” He added. "Do you want me to be a hysterical damsel in distress?" She snapped. Christ! Does this woman ever stop being spunky? Callum thought. She was a firecracker, he had known since the minute he saw her. Even when scraping at death's door, she still managed to do it so effortlessly. He set his eyes back to the road. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him punching in some numbers in the keypad beside the steering. Who was he calling?

She straightened her posture, cocking her head to the side like she was looking at a particularly pathetic stray dog. "You really are far gone, aren't you?" she said, her voice dropping the drunken slur for a moment of chilling clarity. "I initially thought you were just mentally unstable because of your pathetic life and the amount of pills you pop. But now? Looking at you, listening to these insane accusations... I’m convinced. You’re truly insane, Avina. With or without the drugs."

Bang! As soon as the echo of the door faded away, the room fell into an oppressive silence once more. Kael immediately gripped the edge of the marble vanity with his trembling hands. He lowered his head deeply, staring at his own reflection in the mirror with eyes filled with frustration and overwhelming anger directed at himself. "Damn it! Damn, damn it!" Kael cursed as harshly as he could, his voice rumbling low in the silence of the room. He slammed his fist against the marble surface, producing a loud thud. Kael continued cursing endlessly in his mind, condemning his own sanity, which seemed to be teetering on the edge of madness.

"...you don't come till I tell you to." I gasped at his words but my shock quickly turned to anger when I kneed my idiotic husband to the floor, instantly gaining my freedom. "Είσαι ένα κουνέλι !" (You are a rabbit!) I spat and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut, completely ignoring his moans of agony.

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

My husband just stripped me of my innocence. Song for the moment; Love Me insane by Avril Lavigne

AURORA- I'm at the door, and there is nothing but darkness beyond it. and I'm willingly opening the door, to get lost in that dark, dark world. I am insane, I must be out of my mind, for what I am doing, for what I didn’t do, I'm so dumb, I hate myself. Something is going to happen and I will be ruined, I am getting ruined. I am ruined because there’s no escape. Not even death. “Morning…” This voice, this haunting voice is the death of me. I am no longer a human; I am no longer anything for that matter. I feel like a broken toy with no hope of redemption.