Novel Psikopat Novels & Stories

Annelle grumbled, ignoring the louder laughter. The crazy idea that she could fall in love with this idiot with bipolar disorder was nothing more than a moment of insanity. Now he is cheerful and mischievous, but when it comes to summing up the results of the inspection, it is better for him not to fall under the hot hand. What was really going on in his head, only the devil knows. Most of the time they dined in silence, or rather, Annelle ate alone. The chef called the waiters over to him several times. Of the three workers, only a young boy, no older than twenty years old, properly introduced himself.

I'm reminded of what N psychiatrists told me: never, ever, ever, ever pay too much attention to what psychopaths say or think too deeply about what they tell you about the world, or you'll go crazy sooner or later. I said nothing, my mind carefully considering how to respond - the first time I'd been forced to respond seriously in such a short period of time. Before meeting this patient, I was sternly warned by two psychologists and a psychiatrist that I must be careful, that he belonged to the category of ideologically dangerous people. After receiving repeated warnings, my curiosity had been pushed to an apex. I have to admit this one is really fun to think about. Me: "I was thinking." I d

With a stiff neck, I turn away. I focus on the dumbass ABC's strip that lines the top of the wall. I know we have some special students, but does Mr. Williams really think it's necessary? Then again, here I am talking about psychopaths. Of course he thinks we're stupid enough not to know the alphabet without having to sing the song. "It's a mental illness that not only affects the host, but also the people around them. They become victims to the rotten thoughts that plague the psycho’s mind, driving them to do insane things," I force myself to continue.

The psychopath said laughing hysterically before the headache started again,then stopped before asking Luca"You need me so stop fighting me" "Who are you?''Luca asked, standing up to look at himself in the mirror,not hearing the voice again before he finally said. "I'm whatever you might want me to be,but you know me already,you created me so why the question?"the Psychopath paused before finally saying. "I'm people's worst nightmare mate,I am the BEAST!" ~~~ A/N: Dissociative Identity Disorder is a medical condition,so I do hope you guys don't tag luca as a crazy man.

“It’s been two months since we met. You’re an amazing boss, an amazing person but you’ve had that look since the first time I saw you.” “What look?” She sighs “I don’t want to overstep but if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” I don’t know what to tell her so I just nod. “Thanks, I’ll be leaving soon.” “Alright, we’ll lock up.” **** I grab a book from the shelf and read the title. ‘The Psychopath’s internal wiring’ I walk over to a seat in the corner and I start to read. A gentle hand taps me, jerking me awake.