I Am A Psychopath Novels & Stories

The news said that a naked woman's body was found in her apartment room, but unfortunately her cause of death was not known. Sunggyu's father needs a psychiatrist to treat him so that he will stop hurting other people for his pleasure, I know that father is a murderer and he is like a psychopath since being abandoned by his ex-girlfriend, and according to what I heard that my name is the name of the ex-fatherreally dad has the heart to name me after the woman he loves, don't you think if mom knows for sure she will be very hurt, I don't know how beautiful that woman is to make dad like this I really want to meet that woman and see her in person.

he says and I looked at him confused. "What?! Dante this is Isabella. You two loved each other. You adored her" I tell him. It is his drunk mind talking. "I can't love anyone. I am a sociopath,I am mentally ill,I have ASPD. I was diagnosed with this as child. I hate people, people make me sick, that is how I programmed to be. I am not a good person,I don't deserve love" he says taking another swing of the whiskey. "Okay that is enough " I tell him and take it from his hand.

Successful psychopaths are not entirely good or bad, so you can get along with them as long as you have mental fortitude, this type tends to cause mental stress if you know what I mean. Erica Blanchet, has a specific trait of a charismatic psychopath, which is an egoistic personal style of self-promotion and prioritizing one's needs, she basically loves to put herself on a pedestal like most morally capable people, don't deny it, you were once a kid dreaming to be a superhero, a princess… or perhaps a comet (I'm particularly guilty of this one, don't ask why) if that was a viable option. The only difference is that you didn't force others to believe that you are indeed 'that' thing, or did y

"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."

It was soft, full and I really liked holding onto it whenever he was fucking me. “I was diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder when I was a teenager. I'm a psychopath. I deal with PTSD. So I was very aggressive and violent when I was growing up. Any slight provocation could lead to my killing someone. I beat up people at school and killed people who annoyed me. It started with me killing animals. I killed mom’s cat.” He let out a small laugh. His eyes were still closed.

Humored him, and he found me insane but after finding out about the deaths he had caused that night he found me, I know there is no limit for that man nor does he understand what that word means. There is not much to go on about him but I had spent weeks learning about the people he had killed, how merciless he was. He was probably an undiagnosed psychopath with his obsession of causing chaos no matter where he went and my behavior of doing the same must be familiar to him so he will see me as a kindred soul. He has to. Fucking has to.

“Do you like killing people?” “Still trying to diagnose me as a psychopath?” I ask with a smirk. He smiles sheepishly, “I’m just trying to understand you. From what little I was told about you; you weren’t painted in a good light. I was told you’re cold, sadistic, and ruthless. I’ve seen you be ruthless; I’ve seen you be cold, but I haven’t seen you once be sadistic. In fact, I’ve seen you be compassionate a few times. You’re not like what I thought you were. For someone with such a terrifying reputation, you’ve shown me nothing but kindness. In your own weird way that is,” he explains.

God, it would be so fucking pathetic, and the hunter (me), would become the crushed prey Damnit, why didn't I secretly recorded him last night, so that I can blackmail him if he rejects me I thought to myself, and rubbed my forehead with my right palm, but when I think it through again, it made my eyes widen, cause I actually sounded like some kind of real psychopath for thinking that, a real psychopath that he always calls me, but why should I even care about being a psychopath or not, cause I literally don't know what to do anymore

Czar suggested. "I don't feel any emotional attachment to him for being my captor. At least not as far as I know." She caught her mouth. "What if I'm exhibiting signs of psychopathy?" "That's too much, considering your behavior I've observed so far." "Sociopathy then?" "I'm not a psychiatrist. But I can call one." "Thank you. I'm worried about my own behavior." "I'm sure it's not either of that."

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.