Loving A Psychopath Novels & Stories

Thanatos will have his head if he knew this happened again but he couldn't stop. The last time he tasted one of the woman they kidnapped was a month ago. He's itching for a release. Thanatos Lionheart is the boss of the rogue organization that delivers women to vampires and provides services to werewolves who wants their Alphas dead. You don't want to cross path with him. Brody hurriedly left the cave.

he said from the other end. “Can psychopaths even love?” I asked tiredly. “No, but Interestingly, psychopaths may still want to be loved even if they are almost incapable of truly loving another.An individual high on psychopathy could feel triggered in many social settings where their expectations go unmet. Like a casual gesture could be misunderstood by them, and this thing psychopath called love is not love, for them they just want to have people in their possession,” Mark said from the other end. “That's crazy,” I said. “Of course it is, that's why they are called psychopath, why are we even talking about it? It's creepy,” He said from the other end, and I smiled.

Aurora scrunched her nose. "So what's your problem?" "..." Phelan didn't seem ready to confess. "Just tell me. I know we both have our flaws and shortcomings, but we need to face it to get over it." "You know, I'm a psychopath. It's hard for me to control my inhibitions and sometimes will unconsciously harm or hurt others. You're the one who suffered a lot when being with me, I understand. Aurora, you and my mother are the only two women that I will love even I'm death. I can't lose you, but..."

Did he ever love the pack or did he just want the power? Shaking my head, I got rid of the thoughts as we entered the dining room and I sat where I normally sat while Raymond wouldn’t stop smiling at me from where he was. Suddenly, he placed his hand on mine on the table and I tried my hardest not to flinch like I did the other day because he still gave me the scares, he killed people without batting an eyelash so he could do the same to me and he would easily get over my absence because psychopaths don’t love. They only believe that they do.

He said grinning and then added, "Sometimes. A psychopath can be a loyal husband and a lover, a good father and everything that you dream about. Just don't peek into their basement." "Guess you forgot to add that they are also pathological liars and lack empathy." I watched his jaw tighten and his dark chocolate brown eyes staring at me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking from his expressions but I sure as hell knew I'd said the right thing to tick him off. And why exactly was I finding pleasure by stepping on his foot? Just when I thought things had taken the wrong turn, his expressions mellowed. I decided to tease him further. "So which type of psychopath are you? Hannibal Lecter or Patr

He kicked a cabinet in a fit of anger and he groaned in pain. He sat down at the dining area and dropped his head on the table. He did not know what was wrong with him. He felt a strange attraction to Chiara and it bothered him. She was not the most beautiful woman he had encountered, but there was something about her that drew him in. He had never been attracted to someone like that, someone so cold and wicked. "God! Am I a psychopath too?" He took a deep breath and raised his head. 'probably, because only a psychopath could love a psychopath.' he concluded in his mind.

“It’s not, but it’s the way it’s always been. Two leaders, a man for strength and a woman for love.” “Why can’t you be my Alpha? If I was forced to take an Alpha I trust you more than him.” “Because I don’t want to mate for politics.” “You want love?” I laughed at him and he looked at me like he could kill me. “Sorry, you’re just so big and mean. I can’t picture you caring about love.” “A vampire never loves anything but his mate.” “You’re also a Lycan. You love your pack, both werewolf and vampires.”

She stopped what she was doing and turned to him, and Xavier looked at her as hope filled him. “Maybe there’s something about me that just draws wicked people to me,” she said and all the newfound hope died in him. “I don’t know what it is and I don’t know if it will ever leave. Being with Jonah was understandable. At least I knew he was bad and I was ready for whatever messed up thing he tried to do to me, but you, you’re a psychopath. You allowed me to fall in love with you just so you could do some messed up thing I don’t know about. This is even worse.” Xavier’s eyes remained on hers, and the crease between his eyebrows knotted. Of all the hurtful things she had said, only one phrase sto

But I have those scars, in my heart. “Why are you telling me this?” He managed to speak. “Because no matter how big of a monster you are… no one was ever scared of you.” I smiled looking at him, however he wasn’t smiling. “The next day, I came back to you… with a happy smile on my face, like my mother treated me as a princess…” And he was dumb enough to believe that smile. “I have forever been the kind to hurt you, but it won’t subside the love I have for you…” He is a psychopath, but guess what I am, the greater evil, I took it from my mother.

Even when I knew too well that nobody, for any fucking reason, should murder another— Even when I knew that murder has no excuse— I still wanted to hear him. I still convinced myself that I needed to hear him out. And now, I was here with him, not even asking him anymore. Not even caring about anything else—the murder, anything. All I cared about was him. Just him. And now, just a moment ago, I had admitted to myself that this… this wasn't just a mate bond. No, it wasn't. Like I fucking liked—no, scratch that. I loved this psychopath.