Black Psychopath Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why didn't I get caught despite all the killing? I got my answers when I met a member of a society that aimed to protect people with a psychopathic disorder. Yes, I have a psychopathic disorder. And that's why I always wanted to kill someone. Because I felt like I was going insane, I visited a psychiatrist. However, I was proven wrong about thinking that the voices in my head were driving me crazy. It turns out that what I am experiencing is not just an ordinary mental breakdown, but rather Psychopath Disorder. According to my doctor, this disorder is characterized by a loss of self-control, causing a person to act like an insane individual and kill someone without hesitation.

He had no interest in hearing what close playmates Shawn and Zoey had been. "Do you still like Sarah?" Shawn questioned. He wasn't a good person, and under the influence of the Zuckman family, his dark and twisted side rose to the surface, shaping him into a violent psychopath. He felt no remorse for destroying beautiful things and had an unhealthy obsession with destruction. He always used underhanded tactics and never considered the consequences of his actions. He did not care if his actions hurt anyone else. If he were thrown into hell, he would drag someone else along with him.

Indeed, a psycho have emotions too, they just need someone who'll understand and won't leave them when they need them the most and it happens to be her, my Baby Milda. She was the psychopath obsession and become the wife now. I love you so much... I promise to never leave you, forever.

While he was gone, my mind went back to Alessia and I sighed. “ Well, I'm not sorry, Bunny.” I clicked my tongue. Soon, Banks and Dragon walked in and I smirked darkly. “ Hello brother.” Banks flashed me a smile, the one that doesn't reach his eyes. In terms of psychotic behaviour, I will give it to Banks. He is a psychopath who covers up with a smile. I might be more dangerous than he was because I never hide my psychotic behaviour, but he does. He hides it under the façade of his smile.

I begged. He watched me with a menacing glimmer in his eyes. Harrison was a rapist and a serial killer, but deep down he was mentally ill with psychopathic problems, but Sinister knew what he was doing, he knew it, and he loved it. He found pleasure in inflicting pain, which made him one of the most dangerous predators out there. I hugged myself as if I would get protection. I could not survive if Sinister rapes me.

“It’s like he cleaned the weapon before leaving.” I shake my head. “Or he licked it.” “Hmm.” “Psychopaths have tendencies to taste their victims' blood.” Dakor Romanov’s face comes to mind. That lunatic sucked a man’s blood through his nose. “It does something I refuse to understand to them.”

Not like a jealous man who bursts into his boss's office and blows his little head off. Real psychopaths aren't motivated by love, fear or hatred. They don't feel those sorts of emotions. The only thing they face in that moment of their killing is just pure rage and vengeance. They don't feel anything at all. Trust me on that one. Dr. Harold , Dahmer, Wayne Gacy, Amardeep Sada, and other twisted-killers were detached and different, driven by different sexual pleasure and the thrill to kill. If you think you will see remorse or you saw remorse

Remembering about it now, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have played an awful game with a psychopath, cause a psychopath would forever be one: insane. The grey eyes was the psychopath, cause as soon as I stepped on him and I freed myself was as soon as I regretted every single shit.

"What is this betrayal, Xavier?" “I guess I’m the lost one.” Everett murmured underneath his breathe. "You killed my parents. And then you made me work for you??" Xavier uttered, flames coming out of his body. Blackwood laughed, "All I did, was clean up an infested dump." He shrugged. "Dump? THOSE WERE PEOPLE!!" Xavier growled. "Oh, my bad. They didn't look like people to me." He laughed out, maniacally. This man, is psychopath.

"So you were there, I wasn't imagining things." He slightly smiled down at her, "You weren't I was there." "I don't understand what you want me to do know." "What I want from you Alissa, is you." "I don't get what you are saying." "I want you, and I will have until I get tired of you." Alissa was stunned at his words, "What?" "You heard me, I have never wanted a girl this much, but with you I do. I don't know what it is, probably lust but I will quench my thirst and when I'm done I will let you go then."