My Husband Turned Into A Psychopath Novels & Stories

When I turned twenty-two, he lit up the sky with fireworks and drones, spelling out his romantic confession. Naturally, I fell head-over-heels for the man who was both domineering and tender. I really believed my fairy tale had come true. However, shortly after the wedding, Marco injured his spinal cord in a turf war, and the doctors said he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. He couldn’t accept that kind of fall from power. He became irritable and volatile, sinking into self-destructive urges and suicidal thoughts. In less than three months, he had tormented himself into a shell of who he once was.

I ask confused " Relax Luna. Your husband is suffering from multiple personality disorder, and partial amnesia" He informs calming my anger. " What do you mean?" I ask nonplussed " Your husband has lust touch with reality. For the text couple of days he will keep switching from one personality to another. Today he might be a kid, tomorrow an animal and the day after that his old self" He informs as my heart sinks to my stomach. " My husband isn't going to get better, is he? " I ask, searching his eyes for answers.

“You really need to let it go, Case. It’s done. We need to move on.” He stopped filling out his paperwork and stared at the table before he turned to meet my gaze. He dropped the pencil, sat back, and gave me a glare so terrifying, it reminded me of my father—haunting me from the grave. “It’s done? We need to move on? You’re married to a psychopath—” “He’s not that bad.” “You’re defending him now?” “Not at all. But he’s not a psychopath. He treats me well.” “He forced you to marry him. How does that not make him a psychopath? He was obsessed with you and wanted to collect you like a trophy or a piece of jewelry.”

This wasn't the husband that went to that hospital and came back. He changed overnight. From good to worse. He drastically changed overnight. What exactly went wrong?

I still can,t believe what i came to know about my husband , is that he is the most bad guy in the world . People get scared of his name , he takes whatever he wants ,whenever he wants , he kills first and ask question later , he destroyes people family . I never knew i would marry a guy who ruin people. The people who i take out from truma is in that condition due to people like him . we are going back to mansion . i still can,t believe the side i saw of him that day the way he was pretending to be nice vanished in one second .

I asked, even though I wasn't interested in knowing that. “Hmmm…. It's just happened… I asked___ you don't have to explain,” he was saying from the other end, but I interrupted him. “So?” I asked. “I wanted to check up on you, I hope I did not interrupt anything,” he said, and I smiled. I hoped he interrupted something, but my so-called husband left the house angrily without hearing me out. He was not even worried about me using another person's phone to call him. “No, you don't,” I said. “I didn't know it would go through, I thought it was smashed,” he said, and I smiled because the psychopath smashed my phone so badly that I lost hope that it would work again.

“She was… a friend.” He leans back, slow and tense, like he’s trying to find space to think. The silence between us grows heavier, uncomfortable. For a moment, I think about asking if he wants to step out and get some air, but I don’t. I just sit there quietly, watching him, waiting. “Her husband was abusive,” he continues. “Emotionally. Physically.” He swallows hard. “Se-sexually.” My chest tightens. Holy shit. I want to reach for him, to say something, anything but when he glances up, the look in his eyes roots me in place. It’s raw and haunted.

Though, he was feeling confident and made him a little obsessive-compulsive, yet, he'd tried and fixed his marriage, but he ended up worsening it. "My father was a lunatic, a psychopath, or simply insane because of some underlying mental illness. He was a gambling addict too." Sean continued. His love of him lost its strength long ago. His mind shattered and the rest of him followed suit. Without the bitterness he'd disappear, there wasn't any part of him that understands anything else. Without it, he'd be nobody, but he had the hate, his only companion in the wilderness he calls existence. Yet, when Catherine came into his life. Everything had changed. "Are you sure we're describing the sam

What more sick plans does this psychopath have? He answers like he heard my inside voice, “Initially, I was going to use you to get back at your dick of a husband. Remember I told you about what he did to my woman years ago. I planned on doing worse to you. But then, you stole my heart and my peace of mind and my plans fucking changed. Now I want you for myself. I want to own you, break you and rebuild you into my perfect creation, princess. Liam doesn’t deserve you. I do. And I'll prove it to you.”

I seethed through gritted teeth. “Please Mr. Walker, Mr. Albrecht …please let’s restrain from violence here. Violence is not tolerated in the hospital. You are already disturbing most of our patients.”the nurse begged. “Mr.Albrecht, I’m sorry but in this case , Mr. Walker has an upper hand. He’s the husband of the patient and we only heed to the wishes of the immediate family,” the doctor explained professionally. “But I brought her in when that jerk you call a husband threw her out to die in the rain! This makes no sense! Annet Albrecht bursted out as my grip on him loosened up.