Gambar Psychopath Novels & Stories

In resignation, I retreated into a toilet stall, knowing it was a futile attempt to escape. Locking the door behind me offered only a temporary reprieve. I knew it would only delay the inevitable. "Daisy, don't run away from me," he called out. "You know it's pointless, don't you?" I shivered at his words, paralyzed with fear. "Just let me kill you," he continued, his tone twisted and sadistic. "But don't worry, I won't let a beautiful body like yours go to waste. I'll rape it until it's nothing but a lifeless shell." His words sent chills down my spine, and I realized I was dealing with a psychopath.

“Is this Geret guy trying to threaten you? Using me and Rena?” Hunter’s body went very still for just a moment. Then he sighed, brushing her hair away from her face. “I think that’s exactly what he wants to do,” he said. “We’ve fought in the ring before, but I won against him. He just couldn't let go. He wanted to dominate me and win, but I took that opportunity from him also. And till today, he still couldn’t accept it. That is how dominant men are. They find it difficult to accept defeat. They could also use any method to get even with anyone who had done something unforgettable to them .”

"Why?" I shrug. "Because I've always found the concept of human existence interesting. You are not the only one who sees me as a psychopath, you know. I've been diagnosed with the trait since I was nine, so it's nothing new," I smirk, watching the color drain from her face. Her lips part, and she puffs out a breath, shaking her head like she pities me. "You really should get checked again. People like you shouldn't be allowed on campus. You're dangerous to humanity. Even your thoughts are dangerous. You don't deserve to be here."

An hour alone with him, and it was more than enough to send me on a total meltdown, and scar me for years to come. Was he stringing me along? Was he buying time but in reality he was kidnapping me without me realizing it? Was he providing me with a sense of security only to end up taking it away in an instant? He was a psychopath after all, and that diagnosis was a hundred percent accurate I had no more doubt in me, what if this was all a cruel game to make me think that I have control while in fact I have none? Psychopaths love nothing more than playing mind games on their victims.

Hazel! Calm down Arina... I need to play smart. He already has the footage. So there is no reason to deny it. "Yes. I remember." I kept the answer to a minimum. I have read basic criminal psychology. He is mostly a psychopath... He can't feel anything... These kinds of criminals mostly love the fear they inflict on other people. Right now I know nothing about him or his psychological problems. It is better to play along. Show him fear for now. "from where?" He asked and I can say from his expression he is intrigued. He is also trying to figure me out and so do I.

- Consider us just unlucky. “Very bad luck,” Leah nodded and added to herself: “Either you’re blatantly lying to my face.” - What do you have? - Dysthymia. The same depression, only in a milder form. And on an ongoing basis. “I thought apathy was a trait of your character,” Yuna grinned. She crossed the threshold, intending to pull up her suitcase after her, but she was stopped by the door in the left wing opening with a roar, hitting the wall hard, and two bodies literally falling out into the narrow corridor.

“Please. I look too good to be his victim.” Kai blinked. Who was this idiot? He bit into his sandwich again, but the boy kept rambling as he sat down at a table dead center like he owned gravity. Seconds passed. Kai went back to pretending he didn’t care. Then the boy’s chair scraped. He stood up, slapped his hands together, and announced dramatically to his confused friends: “Picture this. How about I get with the psychopath and add him to my grand list?” His friends hit him on the arm. “Dude, what is wrong with you? Sit down! You’re embarrassing us!”

She was homeschooled, she never went to the academy after being adopted because of the trauma that made her gain some psychological issues "Why did you think I made you fall in love with me, Aiden? Please stop with those delusions of yours. You knew from the very beginning I can't love" Psyche burst in anger right in front of him throwing the glass containing wine on the wall making it shatter to pieces staining both the floor and wall while she breathes heavily making the window on her back as her support This day will be long enough for the both of us He thought trying to come near her to explain further but her expression says 'Stay a meter away from me or else you'll not like what I'll d

I saw the conflict in his eyes: the desire to maintain his psychological game versus the raw, dark urge to crush me into the mattress. He shoved me back onto the bed, pinning my shoulders down with his weight. His face was a mask of focused rage and hunger. "You want to play the crazy girl?" he hissed, his thumb pressing hard against my windpipe, just enough to make my head swim. "You think having a diagnosis makes you dangerous? In my world, everyone is a sociopath, Ruby. Your little 'episodes' don't scare me. They fascinate me." "Then show me," I challenged, my eyes darting across his face. I felt a tear slip down my cheek, even as I grinned like a maniac. "Show me what the Monster does wh

Marcel rambled on nervously after listening to her hazy brother’s explanation and precautionary measures. “Do you really believe a monster that created such a drug in the first place would also make something to stop it? He’s not looking to retreat Marcel… Victor Ambrose would have killed his own mother if he had to.” Surely Mike had seen enough over the past few weeks to easily determine what sort of person the man was. He was a certified psychopath! “So… am I going to be like an invisible creep stealing bodies from an asylum?” The girl continued to question hoping to ease the tension in her heart.