American Psycho Novels & Stories

I grumble, then look back at the man…then he bows. “Apologies if I have offended you, Alpha Fenriz. Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Kaen Asahi, and Umiko is my youngest sister,” he says with a slight Japanese accent, then smiles warmly at the woman in my arms. “A lot has happened since your beast put you under. Perhaps we can go to your office and, in detail, I will explain what has happened.” Well, fuck me.

(Prince Nyx POV) I opened my eyes and looked around. Everyone was asleep now. The room is only dimly lit by a night light hanging in the far corner. I sat up from the bed and untied the wound in my abdomen. I cringe at the wound. I can’t believe the human's got hold of Zylian poison. But I guess I am lucky to be found and treated by my mate or else I am sure I will be in serious trouble. The wound is not wholly healed but I’m sure I will be healed completely in a week or less than that if I can get medical treatment from my planet healers.

when he finally answers "Sure" In one condition, you'll have to ride me till I cum then I'll let my driver bring you back." Mario’s voice didn't sound like he was kidding. My jaw dropped in shock. Oh wow, this guy is a true maniac! what the hell did I get myself into. I'm going to have to give in if I want to get away from this beautiful psycho. Okay, I called him beautiful!!! something is definitely wrong with me but he is very attractive theres no denying.

"Tell that to your boss" "I already did" "And?" "He told me healing is a luxury" Her face dropped. Figures. Just then the heavy steel door opened and instantly there was a change in the atmosphere. Every nurse immediately lowered their heads. Lorenzo entered without a word. His black shirt clung to his broad frame, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His silver eyebrow piercing caught the fluorescent light. He looked almost unreal. Like the devil had decided to wear expensive tailoring. He ignored Adriana completely.

He should listen to me until everything is settled. "Don’t get me wrong, sweet angel. I’m only doing this because we had a deal," Alpha Cadmus smirks. "You still have to pay me later, so don’t get too full of yourself," he adds, squishing my waist. I smile back at him. "Don’t worry. It’s not like I have high expectations of you. You will get what you want once we’re done here." I push him away and walk to where Benedict and Beatrice are.

He brought his gaze back to mine with amusement, "I may know the perfect way to say thank you." I growled in annoyance. He always did this. Ace could turn anything into something completely inappropriate. Even now, all he could think of was getting between my legs. I was beginning to think the man was only capable of two things. Fucking and killing. "You know what, forget it," I grumbled, stomping my way in the direction of the coffee shop. He was more delusional than I thought if he expected me to agree to such a thing. I wouldn't sleep with the moron even if he was the last man left on the Earth. I would much rather let the human race die than have them turn out to be psychopaths.

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Mercer said, his voice steady. He moved toward the window and stared outside for a moment, his expression thoughtful. “But I need to understand something about what happened out there. Your gift. Has this ever happened before? Have you ever been unable to read someone?” “Never,” I said quietly. “Scars is the first.” Mercer released a heavy breath and shook his head. “He’s full of surprises.” “Yeah, he is.” [That is the understatement of the century. This man has spent years making federal agencies look incompetent. Surprise is basically his personality.]

Cleanses minor curses and low-level mental contaminations. Is this a minor curse? Or a low-level contamination? There’s no time to debate. I uncork it and let three drops fall onto my tongue. They taste of nothing. Of static. The effect isn’t dramatic. The ravenous, mind-eating fire doesn’t vanish. It recedes. It pulls back from the edges of my mind, shrinking back into a manageable, gnawing ache in my stomach. The dizzying compulsion to eat the grass, the wood, the wall… fades.

What the hell? Wasn’t this a Werewolf game? Even psychiatric hospitals play this kind of game now? Who in their right mind would pretend to be crazy here? “Ding-dong! It’s medication time. All patients, please gather at the church on the first floor within ten minutes. Nurses will distribute the medication. Please be reminded that the blue pills are safe to take. The red pills are highly toxic. Those who take it by mistake will suffer intestinal rupture and die horribly, bleeding from inside!”