Obsessive Psychopath Novels & Stories

Absolutely not. He isn't like that. He's many things — bossy, rude, a walking thundercloud — but not unsafe. If he ever had wrong intentions, he'd had plenty of opportunities in the last four years. He could've gotten rid of me in seventeen different ways and no one would've questioned it. Still… I grabbed my pocket knife and slipped it into my pajama pocket. Just in case. 0.00001% paranoia is still paranoia, and my life hadn't exactly been a training ground for trusting people blindly.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

It will make me cry because deep down, I know he's the loser in this game. My phone is ringing once more. Why is Paul insisting? He still hasn't understood? I thought I was clear, though. I knew he was head over heels with me, but now it clearly seems like I have lived with a lunatic. What if he's a psychopath? I'm afraid he'll blackmail me and starts talking about suicide!

You are going to me mine and I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want. Listening to that I looked up and I wasn't seeing that old Abhi there. he was behaving like a monster and I was getting afraid of him then. A shiver ran through my boss hearing to that. I never imagined he would say anything like that. '''Why??? What happened??? Why are you so shocked??? Oh come on!!! it will be a pleasure for you too.. Come on. and this cold weather demands this.. Come on. baby its our honeymoon and I am not gonna let you sleep without satisfying me tonight.''''

That he was sure of. ********* “OLD,” The Psychiatrist that was flown from the States stated. “Obsessive Love Disorder. That’s the diagnosis.” Luca's eyes widened and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Is it that bad?” “From our observation for the last two weeks, it’s the possible diagnosis. You said you grew up together?” The woman in her mid-forties asked. “Yeah. Rio was like the big brother I didn’t have.” Luca’s gaze flickered to the sleeping figure before them. He looked completely different, sleeping like a child.

“The owner… he’s not like the others.” I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. “A jerk? An egotistical narcissist?” I half-joked, trying to break the tension. But Chloe didn’t laugh. Instead, she shivered slightly, the smile fading from her face. "He's... odd. And deadly. No one really sees him during the day. He’s a nightwalker." Her voice faltered on the last word. “He’s got a scar across his face. No one knows how he got it, but people say it’s the least dangerous thing about him.”

Yes, I had been there with my parents because my grandparents lived there, and my parents and I usually visited them. I did not lie. “Oh, I'm sure you'll like it.” "I hope so." I watched, looking anxiously at his glass as he turned it around in his hand. "Aren't you going to drink it?" “I'm trying.” I looked at him confused; he sighed. “Do you remember my boring obsessive-compulsive disorder?” I just nodded. “Yeah, I did some research. It’s an anxiety disorder, right? It makes you have compulsive, repetitive thoughts to deal with the anxiety, or something like that.”

By the time the secretary was able to sit up, his throat was already bright red, and there was even a little blood there… Very few knew that Keith the gentleman was actually sick. The truth was, not only did he have intense possessiveness, but he also had irritable violent obsessive behavior disorder. To explain in layman’s terms, once he liked something, Keith would be extremely controlling over that object or person.

I said. “Yeah well now I’m pissed because why have you not eaten. I’m very sure that twat Ife is responsible for this. I’m sorry baby..” he said and put his hand on my face. I almost flinched away but man, I was trying very hard to be very careful with this man. He was going to snap if I did anything stupid. In his eyes I could see someone who was deranged. His mind was broken at this point. He was troubled. This frantic pursuit of me was not because he loved me but it was much deeper than that. He was obsessed. And obsession could make people do crazy things that they in their right mind would not normally do.

Indeed, a psycho have emotions too, they just need someone who'll understand and won't leave them when they need them the most and it happens to be her, my Baby Milda. She was the psychopath obsession and become the wife now. I love you so much... I promise to never leave you, forever.