Novel Psychopath の小説・ストーリー

"I've known my fair share." "Would you say it is normal for someone to be both a sadist and a masochist? Or do you at least have experience with the two sides in a single personality?" Jessa asked. Her gray eyes were alive with intelligence and wonder. I shook my head. "The players I know tend to stay on their side of the slash. Add to that his psychopathic tendencies." I shook my head again. "That is a combination I've never come into contact with." "What is this psychopathic business? My son is not a monster," Momma said with a growl in her voice.

“A long time ago, when Lorenzo was nine, he was sexually abused by his bloody uncle. Because of that, he began to have constant nightmares and many hallucinations, he always woke up screaming, asking for help, as if that wretch was doing it all over again with him. I widen my eyes, doubly surprised. First, because he is speaking in the third person, and second, because he knows that Lorenzo was abused. '' Because of that trauma, Lorenzo ended up developing another personality, a strong personality to protect him from all harm, he was weak and very sensitive, so I started to take his conscience, getting in control. He turns around, looking me in the eye. “Nice to meet you, Elisabeth. My name

“I talked to Ria once before she disappeared and she told me what this kidnapper of hers looked like, Nicholas’ look isn’t as normal as he tries so hard to make it look. Nirvana caught herself in a realization that it was true that Nicholas, even when blessed with one of the most handsome faces in the Jules family, he always came off as extremely normal and average, like the rest of the populace. It was something that Nirvana had never paid any attention to noticing, but it didn’t escape Severin’s keen observation. “Besides, why do you keep doubting the fact that I scouted out this information, is it really that hard for me to know something that even you are aware of?” Severin asked with a

“Have her moved to the second floor. It would seem my queen favors her.” His queen, he says. I would laugh, but I have none of that left in me, so I stay still, watching Raya and the guard leave, watching him walk across my room and retrieve a piece of cloth, with which he wipes my cheeks gently. Atticus confuses me on some days. The thing about psychopaths that makes them deadly is their unpredictable nature. He would backhand me when necessary, roughen me up, and then tend to my injuries with such gentleness, it is hard to believe those hands belong to a monster.

She replied pretending to be ignorant of what Carolina meant. "Elena, he is a fucking psychopath. A deadly criminal for that matter. He is dangerous." Carolina stated almost as if checking if Elena had probably forgotten those facts about the guy. "Yes, and he has psychological issues. He is still a patient and he deserves to be treated." Elena just earned a dead stare from Carolina who looked at her as if she was missing her head.

Ransom “The bastard son I raise ended up being nothing like me, but in you I see it. You have no empathy for those around you. No pesky feelings of sympathy. You can’t love. Everyone is just a pawn in your life, a useful tool to benefit you. Otherwise, you would have no use for anything. Your psychological diagnosis is all that I’ve hoped for, a true psychopath, like me,” Gerhardt Fuchs says like some demented, proud father.

He looked me over, his eyes lingering on my now half-exposed breasts. "Don't worry though, if you end up bleeding to death, I'll just throw your body into the sea. Of course, after I fuck your perfect gorgeous body." I winced at the crudeness of his words. He really was a psychopath. Who talked about raping a dead body like it was a recipe they were discussing? "You're sick in the head," I spat, and the man just grinned. "You're not the first one to tell me that, sweetness. I've always been sick in the head. Tell me something new," he shrugged nonchalantly.

Immediately, the child psychopath denied it and said he did not know what it was about, creating a sad tone, when the father believed it or a relative of an intern, who believed that, however, other misfortunes would happen. Following that in the following year, in which a stepmother of the boy who was one of his victims and guinea pigs who died in the autopsy, it was found that she had been poisoned, in which unlike the previous episode, the little psychopath had no way to escape, not believing the lies, the father sent the boy to a psychiatric hospital, which diagnosed him with personality disorder and schizophrenia. So, even inside the hospital, the criminal continued with his experiments

Aron wasn't just going to walk away from her that easily. A/N: Hey thank you for reading Book One and journeying with me. This is the End of Book One. Update: Book Two is up. F******k: taniashava I*******m: tanz.v

I watched my own father die. Five months later, she was married to my stepfather, that cruel man who wasn't satisfied with his wives. He raped me whenever mother wasn't around, and after he was done, he would inject me, so I would forget. At first, it was working, not until I grew immune to the substance, not until it started affecting my brain otherwise. Many nights, I cried, many nights I suffered as he would take advantage of me but then again, I got use to it and decided to use it to my own gain. I am a psychopath, a lunatic by their making; a complete nutcase but, this psycho who is bound to die won't leave without destroying her enemies.