You Drive Me Crazy Book Novels & Stories

"Umm okk i am coming - she said and disconnected the call. Actually again I came to her office to pick her but she being stubborn again started her argument. I was waiting suddenly she appeared in her glory and started walking towards me as I was standing on the other side of road. Suddenly a truck came towards izzah and hit her, I saw her lying on the road and crowd covered her. I was numb I just cannot explain anything, my mind went blank and I was frozen at my place. I dropped my coat on road. My breathing was uneven looking, what just happened now. My mind cannot register anything. BGM..... (Listen and imagine the scene) Lut Gaye hum to teri Mohabbat main....... "IZZAHHHHHHHH - I screame

I could only bring her back and lock her in the villa so that she would change for the better! "I missed the only chance she had to ask for help, all because of you. Helen's never coming back!" With that, Daniel slammed the door and left. Once again, my soul followed him. He drove without a care in the world, speeding into the night. He bit his lip so hard that blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was trying to suppress something within him. Finally, at a red light, he stopped and collapsed over the steering wheel.

I slammed the brake so hard the tires screeched. The car jerked to a stop. I jumped out, the door banging shut behind me. I slammed the door and stormed inside; my heels clicking against the marble floor like tiny sparks of fury. I need to check it all, check everywhere. I rush inside our bookstore room quickly and push the door open. My fingers trembled as I yanked open drawers, scattering books across the floor. Boxes toppled, papers fell like feathers — useless, meaningless. I dug through everything until my arms ached, my breath shallow and ragged.

So many things happened in my life within just a few days and she is not even around me. "How was the drive?", Keylen snaps. "Good", I lie, it's the worst drive ever. "Only good?", Venessa blurts out from behind. "Yes, what do you expect?", I focus on the pages of my book. "Best", she beams. "It should be best no? Drive in a BMW!" And drive with a sick person, I wanted to say.

I was fucking confused. And as if cumming inside her wasn't enough confusion already, I had to spew rubbish from my mouth. “You drive me crazy, you fucking drive me crazy."

A deep drag with his lips barely centimetres from mine, gosh! I burned hot below. So hot, that all I wanted to do was grab him and be grabbed in this tiny stupid space where we barely had air enough for both of us! "Fuck it." Was the last thing I heard before I exploded. My body exploded. Literally. His tongue in my throat, hands on my skin and just- "Fuck you're driving me crazy. You're driving me crazy, you brown eyed slut!"

Outside, rain poured down in torrents as I wandered the streets in a daze, letting the cold rain soak me through. A car slowly pulled up beside me. The window rolled down, revealing Jasmine's expressionless face. "Get in," instructed Jasmine. Her cold and rigid voice cut through the rain. I did not move. I stared straight at her through the blurred curtain of rain. Jasmine seemed to lose her patience. She pushed open the car door, stepped out, and opened a black umbrella above my head. Her voice carried a hint of exhaustion. "Sebastian, stop this. Come back with me."

I leaned over and placed two fingers under her nose. Still breathing. Thank goodness. What was I doing? What had I done? She had begged me to stop. And I hadn’t. I ignored her trembling voice, her shaking limbs, and lost myself in my own damn lust. I crossed a line. No, I tore it in two. I slammed my fist on the steering wheel and started the engine. I drove like a madman, tires screeching down silent roads. The suite wasn’t far I hadn't thought I’d be needing it like this. Not like this.

Before I can pull my head out of my ass and stop her, my soul mate gets in the car and drives away. my soul mate jumps in the car and drives away as if the dogs of hell are at her heels. are snapping at her heels. Soon, very soon, little honey bun, I'll make sure you don't run away from me again. you don't run away from me again. I go back to the living room and open the black bag. I blink several times as I take out the book and see purple tentacles on the cover. I blink and flip through it. flip through it. Holy crap. This is not the last Slade Gray book. Things happen in this book that blow my mind.

Lord Cassian The engine of my SUV hummed like a caged beast as I tore down the dark highway, leaving my blood-soaked house behind. It was past midnight, the kind of hour where even shadows seemed to whisper secrets. Snowflakes smacked against the windshield, melting into streaks that blurred the world outside. My hands gripped the wheel tight, knuckles white, rings biting into my skin. Every mile I drove east felt like a step deeper into madness, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. The hunger inside me—the real, gnawing kind—pushed me forward.