Obsessive Psychopath Novels & Stories

Victim of His Obsession By: bleed4more Prologue I really don’t think that I will be in this situation. I wasn’t prepared for this, I knew to myself that I’m not that good to be admire this much. I never wanted to be like this, to become a fool by myself. My name is Xencia Enclovia Morcos, I am being rejected by anyone. Trying to fit in, but it doesn’t suit me. Insecure, judge by the others, low level woman and a no one. That’s how I see myself.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

He was known as a cold hearted person who didn't give a damn about whose ox was gored. Given his Werewolf and Mafia background, he was able to get away with most things. He didn't derail from their mafia's business dealings, but his level of wickedness was on another level. A level that was higher than that of his father. He was trained by his grandfather, so he had more knowledge of the mafia's business than his father. His father had gotten into it by inheritance. Whoever leads the pack as Alpha becomes leader of the Mafia. It was also very dangerous for an Alpha to be weak,this was because of mutiny. It could break out from among the ranks of men thereby causing disastrous results.

The sun crept over the horizon like an egg yolk covering an orange slice; it shone resplendent on the softly shaded windows around him. "All you can do is sing it, baby," Derek sang as he laid back on his plush sofa and felt joy rising inside him like a bubble. His sitting room smelled like a commodity market. Expensive perfumes and body spray filled his sitting room. After a short while, he rose and picked up a mop from where it was neatly placed by him. Close to the door of his bathroom. "obsessive-compulsive disorder" he could never forget what the Mexican doctor said to him and it was as though his condition increased when he gained more knowledge about it.

he said with a frown. "Okay?". Allison asked cocking a brow. "I have this condition... I can't stand things not being in the right order, and it could really be embarassing for you. I can't stand dirt and other things. It's called Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I don't know if you know about it." He said with an embarrassed smile. "I've read about it somewhere before. It won't be a problem." she assured him. "I hope so". he told her and turned in the opposite direction from the exit door.

He used to handel Robert some illegal buisness like girls trafficking, drug smuggling, child trafficking, etc. He was Robert right hand man so , he did what he liked and raped many girls. Few months ago ,Alexander man saved many girls from being trafficked by him. Robert was very angry . He ordered him to catch and rape all Alexander mans sister, daughter and wife. Daniel did what Robert said. They vented their anger on innocent women and girls instead of him.He was very angry . If they cant reach him that doesnot mean that they will tortoure his man's wife , daughters or sisters.

But he blocked my way and continued the conversation. "That day, I saw your wolf. Why are you an omega? Your wolf is definitely stronger. You didn't even shift completely that day and still managed to kill a whole bunch of wolves having betas," he said. I sighed. "Look, I am also confused with everything that is going on with me. I don't know if my wolf is an omega or a beta or whatever. I had never even fought before that day. And trust me, my wolf is nothing special, it's just a regular fluffy wolf," I tried to convince him as much as possible that I was not someone he was thinking of.

I warned, hoping he could burst out laughing and say he was only joking, but there wasn’t a trace of smile on his lips, only seriousness. And that was when I fucking knew Maverick wasn’t a sane person, if anything, he is a psychopath, an obsessive one at that. He took a step closer, invading my privacy. Ripping it off like he belonged there. Right in front of me. “Give it a try, Princess. That would only make my obsession about you increase tenfolds.”

Why didn't I get caught despite all the killing? I got my answers when I met a member of a society that aimed to protect people with a psychopathic disorder. Yes, I have a psychopathic disorder. And that's why I always wanted to kill someone. Because I felt like I was going insane, I visited a psychiatrist. However, I was proven wrong about thinking that the voices in my head were driving me crazy. It turns out that what I am experiencing is not just an ordinary mental breakdown, but rather Psychopath Disorder. According to my doctor, this disorder is characterized by a loss of self-control, causing a person to act like an insane individual and kill someone without hesitation.

Jennifer, who was only a year younger than Vicky, had experienced no less than Vicky over the years. Seeing Vicky's interest in the topic, Jennifer spoke up, "Anthony's mother told me that most obsessions aren't from true emotions, but rather a person's deeply ingrained principles. Some people have a strong obsession with certain things, which may be due to experiencing something profound that contradicts their beliefs."