Conflicted Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

If they wanted to avoid death by spike, they had to leave the body and find refuge inside the gemstone, giving up control. “Careful, though,” said Biadet. “Human life is frail and easily lost. She might not survive if—” I got up and stabbed Jenny in the stomach, which seemed to surprise everyone. “Oh,” said Biadet, “so, it’s like that.” I remember watching a documentary about psychopaths. Not crazy serial killers whacking people, it was about brain scans and scientists. A proper documentary. By the BBC. This bunch of scientists took brain scans of convicted killers and found they all had something in common. Regions of their brain showed no activity. A dark hole where normal people had a spe

Warning This story contains violence and content that may be distressing and not suitable for some readers. Read at your own risk. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a part of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales are purely coincidental. A psychopath is a cold, ruthless, heartless, and inhuman being. Belladonna Salvador is one of those. She's pretty and super intelligent, just like any other psychopath.

Many of the images are inconsistent and are jumbling in chaos. He can’t make sense of it at all, one image was him being evil to the core, the other was like any average rogue cultivator who just does what needs to be done to survive. He saw himself ruining many people's lives while the others just lived freely like a cloud without sowing the seed of pain and cruelty. The memories are jumbling and conflicting with each other and trying to erase one another. It’s like two people are fighting over something but in this case the right to possess the body as a sole identity.

"Frankly speaking, who wouldn't. But it's still part of you. If your friends can't accept you as a whole, they weren't your friends in the first place." "Who would want a crazy person like me as a friend." "Me?" "Then you're crazy." He joked. "Hey, we both belong in the same world." I confessed. He didn't speak for a moment. "...I guess so." "Don't take my kindness for weakness Garcia." "I won't. Not in a million years." "Good." And the silence began again. I guess...he wasn't so bad. Maybe..we can actually get along. After all, we're both criminals with an unsteady mindset. The only difference we have was that, he's willing to accept who he was. Whereas me, I'm not.

A familiar voice broke the trance of my thought. " Blake?" I breathed out his name in disbelief when he gestured towards the glass full of water in his hand. The crave to quench my throat filled my consciousness but by suppressing that urge, I hesitatingly took a step back and shook my head. " Leave." I whispered. His deep black eyes stared into mine with nothing but offering a pure comfort as if he was there to heal my wounds but in a flicker of emotions in his eyes, he became distant. Right. After all what I can expect from another criminal who is nothing but a pawn of Zachary behind the façade of friendship? These all are criminals, they had murdered many innocents. How can they offer hea

"They did not bring dry ice to make ice cream, they planned things... things that a human should not contemplate. They used bad drugs to reduce themselves to a sub-human mindset. But they won't think that way any more. The oldest law of mankind, coming from the time when we first formed tribes, is that the tribes must not mix. I know that is not politically correct, but neither are street gangs on drugs. In this case I must say that your sense of freedom and your values put you in a bad position relative to their values. It is that simple." "What about your tribe and mine? Are they incompatible?" "That issue is more complicated, there are limits to the specifics I can discuss. I have torture

—What made you change your mind? —After a few days since the incident, Dr. Igor came to me and told me that the girl you assaulted was his ex-girlfriend and that she had attacked you twice. He showed me her admission here at the hospital and explained that you were only defending yourself. It wasn’t your intention to hurt her. —Are you saying Dr. Igor told you all this? —Yes. And to be honest with you, in all the years you’ve worked at the hospital, I’ve never had any complaints about you. You’re an excellent professional. I see no reason for you to remain away from work. So, what do you think, Rebeca Rivera?

Zack briefed them on the case. "The Culprits!" Harris corrected. "What do you mean by that?" Zack and Riley asked curiously. "I mean we are looking for two culprits. One flays its victim while the other dismembers. They both seem to have different things that they keep as a trophy. The Flayerman keeps the victim's furs while the accomplice keeps the body part like the arm that is missing. In the end, both of them are bizarre Psychopaths and I swear I will not spare them!" Harris swore as he angrily walked to his desk.

I let out a bright smile. "He literally broke your door with cables in it." "I'm still not giving up on Carolina, and he has anger issues or doesn't want to talk about the past which is totally normal for patients, but something about him is just so... I can't find the word to describe that." "He is a criminal, the world's deadliest as a matter of fact, and you still want to meet him?" "No one just decides to wake up one morning and says he wants to be the world's deadliest criminal. I know he looks scary to you."

Since he was just there silently standing in front of me, I felt I should tell him something, something relevant, "You won't believe what I found out, this place is actually a psychiatric asylum!" He didn't seem surprised and just looked at me, "Isn't it?" he replied. "You knew?" I asked… "Uhm… yeah, I originally got admitted here for PTSD, although… Most of the patients here are criminals that were discovered to have psychopathic tendencies, there are also some psychopaths admitted here who haven't committed a crime. I just go along with it since I don't want to go anywhere at that time… before we knew it everyone was already playing the Termination Game."