Novel & Cerita Are Psychopaths Capable Of Love

The hallucination talked again could feel the anger, disgust, hatred bottling up inside me. How should I explain? To be honest I don feel anything for killing people. I just like seeing their scared faces, begging me and crying for mercy. I love it all, if that makes me a devil. “Then I’ll consider myself as the devil.” I coldly murmured under my breath whilst punching the mirror until it shattered down into pieces. Leaving my right hand bleeding, the pieces of glass stuck into my skin. Covering my face with a bleeding hand, I smiled back at my reflection on the shattered pieces of mirror. “ I love giving pain, I love receiving pain, I’m a psychopath.”

I will do anything to make you smile. Lena. I can smell evil, the monster who lives inside of me can do that. Hence I will keep every evil away from you. “Okay, this is beautiful. Continue, to write them. She will smile.” The doctor, she suggested that the maid give Lena the letters. She said it was going to make her smile. I was writing the fourth one and she was staring at me. “I want to know, why did you kill them?” She asked. “Do evil people also fall in love? Love is a strong emotion and it is very capable of thawing a person’s heart, this is why I believe evil people cannot fall in love. Evil is quite stronger than love hence it love cannot penetrate evil quite literally.” She paused.

But that’s about it. “Ten years ago. And knowing you, it was probably just a… physical thing, I don’t think you got your cold heart involved,” he adds with a grimace before shaking it off, “But this is the real deal. Marriage and love, that’s something you don’t understand. Love is unconditional, it doesn’t have a switch you can turn on and off. When you actually love someone, you love their defects too. You can’t turn me against Berenice because I love her defects as well. I know damn well she’s a selfish and cunning and ruthless woman. I know she lies to me all the time. I know she just saw me as a sugar daddy at the beginning. I simply don’t care because I love her. It’s toxic, sure, but

I have not a slightest bit of idea when my hatred, disgust turned into love, attraction. I was yearning for man's d**k who fooled him by saying I'm safe in his mansion. He made me his sex slave, fucked me all night long, even impregnated me. I might be crazy to fall in love with my abuser. I know I should not fantasies my sexual assault as love, call me crazy or menace. I feel like this is the kind of love I ever wanted. Pain, hate, sex ! I hate him for making me fall in love with him. I love the pain he gives me. This kind of love made me keep Brendon's babies. I now realise my deep affection for Brendon.

“I don’t think a scumbag like you is capable of feeling love. This is absurd, Colin. How did Father react when you tried to bring this up to him?” “It wasn’t all that different from how you’re reacting now, actually,” Colin spits. I can see the evident loathing and jealousy on his face. He’s enraged. I do believe that, somewhere deep down, Colin could be capable of loving a woman. But as long as his obsession with trying to take what’s mine continues to run his life, I don’t think he has the capacity to truly love anyone–not while he’s still fixated on whoever I’m with.

I replied. My thumb stroked the back of his hand, a gentle caress. “You taught me, Tristan, that even I, Giovanni Sokolov, am capable of loving. Capable of caring for someone other than myself, my empire, my desires. You proved to me that even the darkest person, the most ruthless soul, is capable of loving and, more astonishingly, capable of being loved.” A tear escaped Tristan’s eye, tracing a path down his cheek, and my chest ached with an emotion so fierce it bordered on pain.

“You know what I especially love about you, Catherine?” I glared at him as my eyes looked down on poor little Lilith’s terrified face. I could hear her heart beat rapidly while she was holding back the tears from flowing down her face, probably scared to vex her huge kidnapper further. Easton is the kind of man who gets easily irritated, and whatever triggers his fury will most likely prompt him to kill just to vent his unnecessary anger. He's crazy and a lunatic, I give you that. It's perplexing how there are psychopaths living among us werewolves, too. I originally thought it was actually impossible because we werewolves rarely retain any kind of sickness or disease within our bodies. Perh

Or else why would she share something that she has not shared with anyone else? I wish I could see her tomorrow 13 November 2010 ‘What do you do when the person you love the most loves someone else? Do you stop loving that person? Or do you love that person even more? It’s the latter for me.’ Ragini called me yesterday. I wish she hadn’t and I wish yesterday didn’t exist. I have never been inclined to meet any of Ragini’s friends and she had never asked. But when she called me and pestered me to meet a friend of hers, I knew I had competition. The person had to be really special. Even before I met him, I had only contempt in my heart for him.

“I think you’re a psychopath.” “Oh, Demian. You’ve said that so many times. It doesn’t bother me to be one. The word doesn’t offend me. Did you know that psychopaths usually don’t have compassion? I’ve been too compassionate with you. I’ve even been compassionate with Dana, Jeremy, and even Thomas. By the way, my second victim will be Thomas for getting in my way. The last will be Dana and you. But I won’t kill you until you see her die. That way, you’ll understand how I feel inside because of your decision to choose her. This is a consequence of your decision. Do you know how much I would like you to do the same for me? I would love for you to be capable of doing everything I did to be with

She shook the ice inside it for a bit, before she drowned down everything in one gulp and slammed the glass back on the table. “Let’s not make this about me. No matter what happens, he’d never consider me as a wife.” “And I hear psychopaths can fall in love too. It may be rare but it’s not toally impossible.” “I say we should try this to find out. If it doesn’t work, I’ll just be getting rid of my sister and it’d cost you nothing since he wouldn’t know who did it.” “If it does work, then we’d both be gaining something out of it. It’s worth a try, don’t you think so?”