Killer Psychopath Novels & Stories

Instead, he had begun to build his Institute. Anyway, she had continued explaining to me. “Some men are psychopaths, Jackie. They don’t only enjoy having sex with women, but they also enjoy killing them,” she had added, much to my shock. “For real?” I had asked incredulously. “The cops has not been able to find her because she hides under a false identity, but the Leader has been doing her digging,” she had revealed to me. “She wants to find her and kill her, and end her fucking trade,” she had added.

After that, Mike was taken to a psychiatrist to do a series of treatments; unfortunately, instead of increasing, Mike's body was out of control. Kenneth, on the other hand, was calm. It is so calm that Kenneth's way of playing has never been smelled; Mike has a psychopathic soul, but Kenneth has another side. He kills people not directly in the vein; still, Kenneth likes slow torture that makes his victims scream until they die slowly. Kenneth also did not kill just anyone, only certain people who had made him thirsty for the smell of blood that touched the soles of loafers. "God forgive my sin." Kenneth closed the Bible and put it in its proper place.

I decided the best thing to do was play along. “You act like you’re the one writing the story,” I said, conversationally. “I would believe that, except you’re the one covered in blood. Usually, the guy in charge has others do his dirty work.” He grinned at me. “I like the dirty work,” he said, conversationally. “I’m a psychopath. Diagnosed and everything. I could take medication but giving in to the urges is a lot more fun.” “So, you’re in charge,” I said. “The brains and the brawn of the operation.”

“Could you not see I was drugged against my will? You couldn’t even try to help by calling 911 or something.” He took in a deep breath. “Look, Miss. I have a child in kindergarten, and I honestly don’t want her to grow up without a father. Please, make this easy for both of us and get down.” I didn’t want to understand what he was saying, but I did. Every piece of it. The psychopath wasn’t only a stalker; he was a murderer too. I stepped out of the car and walked towards the police station. My thighs were sticky, and my legs ached. My hair looked messed up, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was get that psycho to jail.

“What was she doing with my children? Why can't she just leave you and them alone?” “Is that what this is about?” He stepped forward, his voice eerily calm now, “Your psychotic jealousy issues. They are so bad to the point that you have to hit Kiara!” Annie scoffed, baffled by the audacity, “Psychotic jealousy issues? This is unbelievable,” She snorted. “You know I’m right. I could have the police called on you right in this instance. That’s called abuse, Annie.” He shook his head, his temper rising each minute.

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

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.

Why didn't I get caught despite all the killing? I got my answers when I met a member of a society that aimed to protect people with a psychopathic disorder. Yes, I have a psychopathic disorder. And that's why I always wanted to kill someone. Because I felt like I was going insane, I visited a psychiatrist. However, I was proven wrong about thinking that the voices in my head were driving me crazy. It turns out that what I am experiencing is not just an ordinary mental breakdown, but rather Psychopath Disorder. According to my doctor, this disorder is characterized by a loss of self-control, causing a person to act like an insane individual and kill someone without hesitation.

“The unit got in the way of my business operations and needed to be eliminated. Rhino horn is a lucrative income.” When Max first assessed Kris, he’d thought he was a sociopath. He was wrong. Muller was so much more. A textbook psychopath. Callous, yet charismatic. Manipulating others with charm and mimicking feelings to present as “normal” to society. Organized in his criminal thinking, displaying little emotion, even under situations that most would find horrifying. He was keenly aware that what he was doing was wrong but didn’t give a damn. Max tucked an ill-looking Abby in a little closer. “What do you want, Muller? Get to the point.”

I begged. He watched me with a menacing glimmer in his eyes. Harrison was a rapist and a serial killer, but deep down he was mentally ill with psychopathic problems, but Sinister knew what he was doing, he knew it, and he loved it. He found pleasure in inflicting pain, which made him one of the most dangerous predators out there. I hugged myself as if I would get protection. I could not survive if Sinister rapes me.