Naruto Psychopath Killer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Do you know how special you are? How we are perfect for each other? From the moment I saw you in your cage as a child, I wanted you. I wanted to fuck you, make you mine, mark you, but don’t worry. I won’t mark you yet. You need to fulfill somethings before we can complete the chosen mate bond.” He moves even closer. “I want you as my Luna, my sweet pet.” He purrs out, his hot breath feels like a disease against my skin. “I want us to rule all magical and non-magical creatures together. We are the same! I will be king of all and with you by my side, we can create an army of multi-shifters to take over everything. I just need your blood.” Yep… He has gone past creepy, completely bypassed craz

As I loop my arms around Nate, I begin to sense this burning feeling deep inside me and the crawling itching behind me, like someone is thrusting daggers right into my back. I snap my head around, my vision hitting straight into Killer's gaze watching me like a predator. He points his index finger at me before switching up his middle finger into a 'fuck you' sign. Dread trickles down my spine not only at the insulting gesture, but also at the venom leaking out from his dangerous gaze trained at me. Nate starts the motorcycle, the sound of the engine tearing my eyes off Killer and bringing back my attention to Nate. I clutch my arms tighter around his abdomen and lay my head on his back as he

he murmured softly against my sensitive skin, as if he were trying to soothe a truly frightened, trapped animal. Something deeper in me violently snapped. I twisted hard—so hard and unexpectedly that he completely lost his balance—and suddenly, he was the one lying flat and stunned on his back. I instantly scrambled upward, straddling him completely, my sharp knees digging deeply into his chest. His hands came up instinctively to steady me, but I fiercely knocked them away. “You are a psychopath!” I screamed at his face, lifting my fist high. “Touch me one more time and I swear I will kill you myself!”

She pushed him with all her might "You are psychopath! A heartless killer who knows only to kill ... .you killed someone today now they will lead to revenge and one day kill us….Brutally! Like you did! You know I am done with you. Your psychotic ways only bring bad luck, terror and pain. Why not you are sowing this and we all will pay for your sins. You Bloody Capo!" Nandini shouted but suddenly she faced a blank look of Falcone. His eyes were looking at her with emptiness. There was nothing.

Psyche said teasingly moving her hands to his hard chest making circular shapes as she just smirked her way in front of him "But first things first, care to explain your plans before I leave, Aiden?" Psyche said stopping what she's been doing earlier to move aside and break Aiden's hug "With pleasure, Psyche," Aiden said smirking gladly who was now walking to the large table with books behind it drafting his plans on the paper as Psyche followed behind seeing what he'd been planning for years already as she did the same smirked as Aiden's The start of revenge will soon be tasted by those disgusting greedy nobles

"Does his cock reach deeper than mine ever could? I bet you moan like a bitch in heat for him now.” My stomach turned. This psychopath was actually getting aroused by this. I could hear the sick excitement in his voice. “Jasper...” “Tell me,” he cut in, voice dropping into something darker and nastier. “Does he knot you? Does he fill that pregnant pussy until you’re leaking his cum for days?" I pinched the bridge of my nose. This man needed professional help and possibly holy water.

“The only thing that man loves more than himself is this pack and the power. He woudnt let her destroy that.” “Maybe she’ll kill him after he does what she wants.” I muttered, my mind completely blank. This is what happens when you’re dealing with a psychopath. I can’t believe I ever thought I was anything like her. I’m not a saint. But I’m definitely not a psychotic killer like her either.

I will see you soon and make you mine. I spat on him, and he slapped me hard. Oh, I do love this kind of foreplay, he laughed unhinged. Psychopath, I said after he left. I looked around, but there was nothing to help me get out of these chains. I started crying, thinking about how dumb I was to leave alone. Nolan will be so mad at me. Domus is attacking Hunter’s pack… I cried and fell asleep. Commotion at the door, and it opened to see Salem.

I close my eyes, imagining that awful stillness she describe, and my throat tightens, tears stinging the back of my eyes before one slips down my cheek. “I’m so sorry, Kira,” I whisper. “I didn’t know.” “No! It’s not your fault, she answers gently. I can’t even imagine what it was like for you either, not being able to remember anything.” I chuckle bitterly, the memory coming back. “It was just like you described yours, except I wasn’t trapped alone… I was being manipulated by a monster.” We both laugh lightly, the sound a little cracked. “Speaking of the psychopath, what do you feel about killing him? Kira’s voice turns thoughtful.

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.