Novelas y relatos de Criminally Insane

I waved the papers in the air and Dormani shrugged, his eyes now on me as he dropped his phone. "Are you done? I'm pretty sure you'll have to flip three or more pages to finish that." "Who is getting married?" I asked seriously this time. "Don't act stupidly, Bambina. We both know who is getting married here. Now read that aloud and tell me what it says in detail." Not only was this man mad, but he was......insane. What do they call people with this mental health? A psychopath? Is that it? How did I even get close to this man?

“Are you listening to yourself? Why should someone get hurt? There's no way in this world that everyone is going to please him. So he's going to kill anyone who offends him? That makes him a murderer. A criminal. He needs to be behind bars.” “Oh, I don't think that is possible.” “Why do you think that?” “I overheard some of the maids.” She stopped sweeping and stepped closer to me like she was about to whisper some gossip. Well, it is. I tapped my bed gently, motioning for her to sit, and she took the cue. “The police are forbidden to meddle in his affairs. He has the police backing him in almost all the states he operates in.” No wonder why he gets away with murder. He has the police under

Definition of Psychopath: : a mentally unstable person especially: a person having an egocentric and antisocial personality marked by a lack of remorse for one's actions, an absence of empathy for others, and often criminal tendencies Tessa "Okay I'm being nice, I'll let you choose, right or left." The man whimpered, shaking like a leaf, probably pissing his pants off by the smell of it. I stood to his front, clicking the steel cutter waiting for him to choose which pinkie finger he was going to let me cut.

Henare said, confirming what we already knew, but it had to be said. "No," Dominic said shaking his head as he took another look at the blood work before adding. "It is a criminal matter under pack law. A serious one. Serious enough that it is punishable by death" The room was quiet as the d-word dwelled on us heavily. I thought about how desperate someone must be, in order to do something this risky, just to get what? Validation? Love? Power? Shaking my head, I could not understand it but then again, understanding those kinds of vile people needed a different kind of reasoning they used and not the normal one,

the judge continued as his eyes turned to Victoria, who was already trembling in her seat. "In the matter of Victoria Smith, on the count of attempted aggravated homicide with a chemical weapon and conspiracy to commit bodily harm." Victoria flinched as she began to tremble like she was about to have a seizure but nobody paid attention to her. "The defense has submitted multiple psychiatric evaluations claiming the defendant was suffering from an acute mental break during the assault at the medical facility," the judge noted in a cold tone. "However, the state's medical experts have verified that while the defendant exhibits narcissistic tendencies and severe malice, she is legally sane and

He soon started laughing maniacally and that just sent shivers down the spine of the people that were watching. Once he had settled down, the lawyer began talking. “So, the state is battling in whether to give you a normal sentence because of your crimes or send you to a psychiatrist ward due to your mental…. You know…” he said as he trailed off. Ciro raised his brow. “You mean my mental disorder? Who said I had a mental disorder?” He asked with a toothy grin on his face. The lawyer gulped. “Well, due to what you do as well as your last incident, we had concluded that you had a….. mental disorder. So, the state has come up with a new solution to your problem.” He said

Yet now, her facial features were twisted and contorted with viciousness. She looked at Diana and laughed, her bright eyes sharp and incisive. There was also a foolish naivety in them. Shaking her head, she said, “An insane person won’t be held criminally responsible for murder.”

Now, this may be a problem if he indeed has gone insane. When one of our kind loses their mind, we become unusually strong and quicker than we normally are. It makes it virtually impossible to deal with them after that and we almost aways are forced to kill them because of it. After all, when they go insane the only thing that satisfies them is eating our own kind. Because of this, I don’t relinquish the idea of finding him in this state of mind.

the judge says in disgust, “I’m ready to pronounce the sentence.” “You are hereby sentenced to lifetime seclusion in a maximum mental health facility for the criminally insane,” the judge continues evenly, “You are hereby deemed too dangerous to walk among us. You will never see the light of day again. And I for one will sleep easier at night knowing that you will never again be free.”

I straighten up and wrap my arms around myself. Andrei mirrors me and sits up, crossing his arms on his chest as he continues, “So there’s this thing, in criminal trials. A defendant can plead ‘not guilty’ by reason of temporary insanity due to being so mentally distressed or incapacitated at the time of the act. They’re so disturbed at that moment, that whatever criminal offense they commit, is not really intentional. Therefore, in reality, they are not guilty.” “Are you saying I was… insane?” “Temporary insanity is what I said.”