Psycho Maniac Novels & Stories

Wilbur replied calmly. Maniac's expression darkened. He looked positively murderous. "I'm afraid you've still got a lot to learn. You can do that in the next life, I guess." After saying that, he let out a roar, a wave of spiritual pressure rippling off him that began to spread across his body. Maniac's gaze had turned bloodshot like a feral tiger waiting to attack. He howled out loud. Haley walked away to hide. The rest of the nightclub staff followed her.

This man before me was a psycho. I had remained calm praying, counting down to the hundredth day to be out of here. But now I knew, now I knew he was counting down to the minute he would receive his crown and get rid of me. How could anyone be like this? "You're a monster!" I looked him square in the eyes and said. He chuckled with a devilish smirk on his face. A smile that didn't last any longer because I spat on his face. "Damn you!" I yelled afterward.

Kai saw it. Kai missed a lot of things in life. But not that. His lips curved, slow and knowing. So he really is that much of a psycho.

Or not nearly as deadly (according to the total death count) psycho currently preoccupied with shooting flames everywhere. Noah craned his neck to look past the disorderly crowd towards the mentioned psycho, who was in the center of this commotion. It was a frantic middle-aged man whose appearance couldn’t be seen clearly due to the flames covering his body. Alright, alright, so calling him a psycho was a bit harsh since, judging by his rampaging mental power, he had long lost any semblance of control over his flames, and, judging from his full-blown panic attack, probably had no intention of causing a massacre this fine afternoon.

So this bastard is still alive. He looks around the room searching for Matteo but doesn't see him making panic rise in him but the revealed when Matteo enters through the door. "Looks like you are back." He snickers and Alesso just hums in response. "Please let me go!" The man says making both of their heads snap at him. "No." Alesso says making the man furious. "You are a psychopath you yóJIOJOK" (motherfucker.) Making Alesso laugh.

THE MAN IN YELLOW

“I want to know why no one is telling me why I am here and what the hell is going on. I want to know what the hell the muse keeps blabbing about getting some drug out of my system cause I know for a fact I wouldn’t take any damn drug willingly.” The doctor looks at the man standing next to him. I look him up and down as the doctor looks at him in a gesture to ask if it’s alright for him to tell me the male nods. And in that split second he reminds me of a guy I used to know but it can’t be him can it? He’s dead. I saw the car blow up. I shake my head out of the foggy haze. Everything is so confusing right now. The doctor looks at me concerned. “Is everything okay Kacey?”

Chapter 19: Faith and Mutiny Eltan Storm I was flabbergasted as Dr. Parkins explained to me what dissociative personality disorder was. Hearing one or more than one voice inside the head? Having more than one distinct personality? It was like two or three people living inside a single body. The behavior was controlled by the personality in charge. Faith had this mental health condition. She didn't just have headaches. Her entire head was fucked up. "But I have never faced any of her other personalities—" I paused as a few images from last night and earlier this afternoon came to my mind.

Because he was the only human who was insane and trying to heal. Mike first appeared to have a psychopathic streak when he was in junior high school. At that time, Mike stabbed a classmate using a sharpened pencil, and the victim died. Mike was even detained in a juvenile prison that only held Mike for a week. After that, Mike was taken to a psychiatrist to do a series of treatments; unfortunately, instead of increasing, Mike's body was out of control.