Psycho Maniac Novels & Stories

"I can't believe this kind of person is still in society." "These kinds of people are you be eradicated." "Look at his eyes." "Looks like a maniac's eyes." "I agree." "What kind of person buys that much Nutella?" "I'd say it's an obsession." "He seems obsessed." "Yeah, if not who would buy that much? He's obviously obsessed." "You know my sister studied psychology. He definitely looks like a psycho." "I agree with you. I agree." People discussed amongst themselves while pointing at the man standing weirdly with a white plastic bag full of Nutella.

The crazy guy smiled, Byul whole image of him shattered in an instant, the man got excited by his reaction and pointed the injection to his chin, showing him how splendid it is. “Aren’t you looking for this? I’ve been looking and looking for you guys and now that you brought yourself here on your own. I’m glad, I don’t need to waste my time.” Byul gritted his teeth. He don’t even know this guy! He only thought he never experienced a zombie’s touch but in fact he’s a goddamn psycho! Crap! This world’s definitely messed up! “You—” goddamn psycho! The man just smiled at him and said. “Give me that thing. Ah~ now that we have a lab rat, it wouldn’t be a waste!”

I don’t want him to let go of me, that’s certain. "Jump," the man orders me as he grins. "If you still want to die, then jump. I will try not to stop you for the second time," he says. What? Is he insane? I would have died if he didn’t interrupt! He’s not seriously asking me to die after he stopped and changed my mind, is he? "What are you dazing at? Didn’t you want to die? I thought earlier was an accident, so I stopped you." His voice is clear as he continues to speak to me nonchalantly. "I wouldn’t have saved you if not for the desperation in your eyes," he whispers.

“I’m not ready for it, Mom---” “Not ready? Or are you still waiting for that girl? Come on, son. She’s not good enough for you. I told you even before that she was crazy---” His teeth gritted on her mother’s words. Even though he’s a psychiatrist, who specializes in mental health issues, who spreads awareness about it. His mother doesn’t believe that mental illness is true and makes hateful remarks. “I need to go,” he said, then hung up. He doesn’t want to be rude, but he doesn’t want to argue with his Mom either.

Theresa continued, "The Maniacs's leader is Luca Blowyn. He has three cousins—Vesper Bolwyn, Sylvan Bolwyn, and Rex Osric. The four of them are the core members of the gang. "Before the apocalypse, Luca was reportedly in a mental hospital. He kept claiming he had superpowers—saying he could fly or breathe underwater. He even jumped off buildings and sank to the bottom of swimming pools, refusing to come up. Somehow, he never died." She clicked her tongue in regret, as if wishing he had died earlier so none of this would be happening now. "After the apocalypse, Luca believed his moment of transformation had come. He was the first to rush into the toxic hailstorm. And somehow… he still didn't

The man looked confused. "Who are you?" "Your doom!. J, give me the acid" "You fucking monster what did you do to me?" He struggled on his chair. Trying to get out but nothing worked. "Oh! I know I am a monster. You don't have to worry about that. If you had given me the name in the first place we'd not have reached this far." He laughed menacingly. His voice created chills on his body and watched as Kamala withdrew the syringe from the drawer until he dipped in acid.

I changed into my hostel wear and plopped on my bed. "Yo bro, you look like you're about to shoot someone with a rifle". I looked up at Mustafa, he was always MIA these days, it was like he wasn't in school anymore especially since Malik and Mina's video came out. "I'm just pissed my man". I said laying down. "This is the part you tell me why you're so pissed and then I give you my advice." I nodded. "I think I'm playing myself". "Dimma?" "How did you know?".

when he finally answers "Sure" In one condition, you'll have to ride me till I cum then I'll let my driver bring you back." Mario’s voice didn't sound like he was kidding. My jaw dropped in shock. Oh wow, this guy is a true maniac! what the hell did I get myself into. I'm going to have to give in if I want to get away from this beautiful psycho. Okay, I called him beautiful!!! something is definitely wrong with me but he is very attractive theres no denying.

They screamed— “You went up? You opened 509? You woke it up!” They told us— The room had been sealed 22 years ago. The man inside— A psychiatrist. He experimented on the insane. Went mad himself. One night, he locked himself inside… Scratched his own face off… And died. But his laughter— Still lived there. We ran. That night, Megha fell ill. The next day, her pulse slowed unnaturally. On the third day, she slipped into a coma.

I'm close to tears now! Manny P.O.V I’m so close to doing it, so close to shifting! I feel like they are all laughing at me. And I want to show them that I am No Laughing Matter! I want to show them that I am the Strongest. That I am the Highest. That I am the Best. That I am the Deadliest. That I am the Most Vicious Creature Alive! I can hear Kane enjoining me to, "Calm Down, Manuel! This is NOT You thinking these things. It's Yah'El, your Demon. He's trying to control you! Fight Him, Fight Back!" Wait, my what?! Then I hear this deep sinister, maniacal laughter in my head. It sounds kind of like Joker from Batman. But I don't want to listen. I want to show Everyone my Power, my Dominance,