American Psycho Romane & Geschichten

She says this every time I awake from this nightmare, and I refuse to let her elaborate on who she means. She is the fox spirit I was born with, but one I refuse to acknowledge. Silver fur with a green aura, dull green eyes, but her tail count and markings she has yet to confide in me. I know ignoring the spirit will upset it more, but I would much rather ignore her than admit what awakened within me four years ago. Where each of my six older siblings received an elemental Kitsune on their 18th birthday, I received… something else. Something dark, something that craves chaos and death. Ahmya is not a benevolent spirit, not at all.

(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.

************ Seven hours later, Alexa and I sat in Doctor Alfonso's office, listening to his medical jargons. "She seems to have suffered from what we call, 'TIPD. Otherwise known as Trauma Induced Psychotic Disorder." "What can be done to remedy the situation, Doctor?" "Like I said already, the psychosis is definitely trauma-induced. But trauma does not appear from nowhere. Something triggered her...." He released a sigh. "She needs psychiatric treatment, therapy, and medication to stabilize...." Doctor Alfonso was cut short by the ring of my damned phone. I looked at the caller ID to see that it was Vito again.

" What did you were here for huh ? That you and I were going to get married and play house. Believe what you want to believe but as long as you are in this house you are going to respect me and this nonsense of me releasing you should be forgotten. " " I thought you were smart clearly not, me Hitting you right now is your fault. That's what happens when you piss me off just like that day in the restaurant. I give you my affection and you throw it in my face and expect me not to retaliate " he said and walked out of the room. Psychotic people are very volatile and should not be provoked yet around Damian she always seems to forget all these basic rules of survival. If she is to survive this s

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.

"What?" "A Psycho, okay? He has a mental disorder something related to trauma. Listen to me, Ashley, this guy can be DANGEROUS for you, okay? He isn't normal. I don't know what could have put him in such a behavior but I am sure that he isn't someone you will want to be with. He is the real definition of a bad guy. Please, can you promise to not see him again?" Jennie was pleading desperately. She didn't want her sister to get into any form of trouble. Ashley was still trying to get it into her head that Alex was someone with a disorder.

"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.

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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.