I Am A Psychopath นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His face twitches in a vicious laugh. "Shut up, you insane psychopath !" "Psychopath ? I see myself more as a complex man. Pampered, selfish, vain and fucking indifferent, yes, but a psychopath, no”. "I see a bad moon arising". I begin. "Really ? Singing ? Now ?"

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.

I stare sideways at him with a grin. He sighed, giving me a pity-look, just the one I hated the most. "You find me pitiful?" My tongue roll over my teeth in a scoff. "No, you're a psychopath," a laugh that lasted only a second burst out of his lips. "You're lonely, but you sure have one weird way of solving that.. i only sympathize with your victim and the reporters that thinks they've got a big scoop everytime it happens when they're just pawns on your chess board,"

I just need to force myself to get even stronger and get out of here. I am thinking, Why is this psychopathic hopelessness? Ah, I forgot that psychopaths are half crazy. I wanted to ask; why would he want to mess with people’s lives? “You must be wondering why I mess with people’s lives? So what if I play? “ I blinked many times, and then I still managed to smile awkwardly. I can’t believe this psychopath can read my mind with one guess. I can’t keep up with this guy because there’s no guarantee that he won’t kill me. With a deep breath and then let out slowly, “Help!” I shouted out loud.

he said from the other end. “And that prompts the murder?” I asked confusedly. “No, he has an egocentric and antisocial personality marked by a lack of remorse for one's actions, an absence of empathy for others, and also some criminal acts that are caused by curiosity, he is a psychopath. The psychiatrist that diagnosed it, said that it was inherited from someone in his family,” he said from the other end. “Mark, what causes the murder?” I asked impatiently.

I sit on the couch and he sits beside me then shows me a contract on the coffee table. "I'll show you the contract but I need to tell you something before you decide anything," he says as he leans back against the couch. "Okay Master," I say and wait for him to start talking. "I'm only allowed to take you as my sub if I'm honest about myself. You can say no if you don't want me to be your Master when I've told you. I'm diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Which means I don't feel empathy or remorse for anyone. I see myself as the most important person in my life which is why Marcus doesn't think I can be a good Master," he says carefully. I frown as his words register.

My voice broke as I suddenly thought of the possibility that I might be befriending one. Her emerald eyes looked straight into mine as she spoke in a very different manner. “I am not a psychopath, Matthew. I prefer to call my condition— Antisocial Personality Disorder. Do your research to have a better understanding. I have nothing more to explain.” Then she walked away after leaving the daggers in my hand.

He is a Psychopath who doesn’t care about anything but himself. Let that sink in your head, Rachel, he is a Psychopath, who doesn’t care about anything but himself.

I raise my shoulders and let them fall, “Perhaps you go ask him as soon as he’s done cleaning the blood in his hands. Let’s hope he doesn’t have to re-clean because of your blood.” “Then why hasn’t he killed you?” she asks, swallowing hard. “Duh! Because he thinks it’d be more fun if he kills me when I begin to believe the absurdity that he wouldn’t,” I retort, pressing my lips together. Jane looks at me in disbelief, “Why do you think this way?” “I’m thinking in the perspective of a psychopath,” I say truthfully. I once read in a book that psychos think very differently. “A-Jun is no psychopath,” Jane argues, and I hiss.

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.