Obsessive Psychopath Novels & Stories

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

Long, dark brown hair spilled across the furs, and those golden eyes remained closed, lashes casting faint shadows on her cheeks. Heat surged through me. My wolf howled, urging me closer, demanding I take what was ours. The scent of her…warm skin, faint smoke from the fire, and something uniquely her…hit me like a drug. My cock hardened painfully against my trousers. I wanted to taste every inch of her, to bury myself inside her until she screamed my name. I fought for control, fists clenched at my sides. She was vulnerable. My enemy. My captive. But the pull was undeniable…this obsessive need to keep her close, to make her mine.

“Why are you relieved? Aren’t you the one trying to kill your brothers all the time?” “That’s the thing, Nes! I want to kill him. He can’t die before I assassinate him. In fact, none of my brothers can die before I kill them or it would ruin everything. I have OCD, you know? Obsessive-Compulsive Desire to be the one who takes them down — no one can outdo me, not even death.” “Hmm. Makes sense,” Nesryn said with a shrug.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

He could do terrible things just to achieve his goal. Cayden, on the other hand, was different. As an obsessive person, he might do things similar to a psychopath but people like him had a weakness, which would be the things or people that they were obsessed with. A psychopath had none, so Cayden could not win against Finn. Sydney had no idea what twisted thoughts were going on in Finn’s mind. She bit her lips and asked reluctantly, “Dr. James, Cayden’s condition… Can it be fixed?”

She tapped Dae Hyun’s back a little hard, sending a code for him to let her go. “I’m sorry,” Dae Hyun whispered. “I don’t know why I’ve bad feelings lately.” “I’m alright, Oppa,” replied Qeiza. “I think you’ve pushed yourself too hard to work very late at night.” Qeiza knew well Dae Hyun’s habits. Her adopted brother was just like Ansel. He was a workaholic who didn’t know time when he was struggling with the stack of documents or macbook. “I guessed so,” Dae Hyun agreed. “But, you’ve always bothered my mind. Have you been in trouble?”

He said as if he is so obsessed. And it's so true Damien has a mental illness called OCD ( Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder) in which sometimes he performs his thought repeatedly like hand washing or sometimes locking his door at home or either at his office. And he hides it from everyone and only his family knows it, even from his friend John. When he's at his office his employees assume that it was usual for him to do that. They didn’t know it is about his illness.

He was such a complex man. "What do you think obsession is?" he asked, locking his stormy eyes onto mine. I was caught off guard by his question. "Obsession?" "Yes," he replied immediately. No hesitation. No smile. "Well, I think it's uh..." I chewed my bottom lip. "An unhealthy fixation. Like the... the strong influence. A compulsion. The desire to have full possession of something or someone," I explained, carefully selecting my words. "It can also be linked to mental illness."

He has been sitting here for over an hour turning things over in the specific way he turns things over, which is directly and without softening the edges, because that is how he thinks about everything and he is not going to stop doing it because the thing he's thinking about is uncomfortable. He has known obsession since before he had a name for it. He had looked at it early and called it what it was and never flinched from the truth of it. He was obsessed with her. That had been clear and simple. He'd filed it correctly and kept going. He had known possession the same way. She was his. He'd been certain of that before he had any reasonable basis to act on it, before she had any reason to a

"Do you know something about him?" "I know a lot of things about him," Jamie said in a smug but confident tone. "I decided to do a little research when Ste mentioned him." 'So he's got his claws back into Ste,' Adam thought. This knowledge didn't worry him too much as he never planned on hurting Jamie again. All it did was confirm his original suspicions—Jamie was able to help him. He knew there was something deeply wrong with the kid—something that would take years of therapy to fix. His behaviour was beyond obsessive, and he would stop at nothing to get the result he fixated on, even if it meant destroying people he was meant to care about.