Psycho Maniac Novels & Stories

I despised men like him. When Wendall handed me his case yesterday, I almost threw up reading the long list of atrocities he committed. The thought of his blood in my mouth sickened me, yet would also satisfy me, knowing that his judgment day had come and a sick psychopath like him would be off the streets. I leaned over the dead man's body and traced my fingers across his neck. I tilted his head back and opened my mouth. I could feel my razor-sharp fangs extending. It had been a while since I had eaten, and I was ready to enjoy this meal.

Psycho..He's a psycho. A real psycho indeed. I clenched my fist. "You, should be dead." I whispered. "Everyone tells me that." He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. I pointed the gun in front of me aiming right at his heart. "Now i don't think you should be pointing the gun at me right now." "Why shouldn't I? You're a psychopath. You are a danger to everyone in Mexico. Who knows who your next target is, how many people's lives you'll endanger next and how many victims will die because of your sick brain. " I scowled.

The calm guy said. I was still in my previous position. Didn’t move a muscle. I wonder what they are going to do next. The bars open, I could tell from the sound. My eyes were closed but I could still sense two shadows standing in front of me. “I can’t believe we caught him alive. I heard a lot about this guy before and he is a fucking psycho.” The calm guy said and the other one sounded even panic. “Hurry! I don’t want to end up like Eric! It could be that he was awake by now.”

but suddenly it crashed out of my mouth, “Fuck man! fuck this shit!” The guy paused and his face became redder. “Did you just say fuck man?” Seeing the veins popping out of his forehead and neck, I lost my cool and involuntarily bursted into rounds of derisive laughter. “Stop laughing!! you moron” The guy bellowed angrily. “I’m not moron, I'm stiles” Fuck! fuck! stop replying, I said mentally and covered my mouth with my fingers so that words wouldn't crash out of my mouth again. It was as if anytime I think of something negative, it crashes out of my mouth.

I looked at V with tears streaming down my face. "Rosa, I know what you are feeling. But Xavier is really a dangerous man. He is a PSYCHOPATH, Rosa. He had killed numerous people. He murdered everyone who had ever tried to keep you away from him. Being a Mafia is not a big deal but being a Psycho Mafia is one. He had killed my best Agents. Nick, Mark, Rebecca, Jennie, Katherine, Leon and...." I looked up at him. I grabbed his collar in frustration.

Psycho was a small word to describe his personality, he was beyond psychotic, insane and mad. His fear indulged in people's heart was to the extent that not even women ever dared to look in his way trying to seduce him was a far thing. The depth of his dread can be delivered with the fact that not even one woman was alive who actually wanted to be associated with a man like him. His insane and treacherous ways were too popular to be ignored. No woman had a strength to be destroyed by the hands of such noxious man.

As if I have control over that! The man moved around the room as if he’s teasing us. He’s definitely antagonizing us before killing us. What a classic psychopath. A vampire who’s not right in the head? Sounds like a certain vampire in a certain movie I’ve watched. With that ugly looking CGI baby they pulled, they should've just hired a real kid. "What the hell are you thinking?" The man uttered and I blinked a couple of times. "Oh, you can hear my thoughts?" He nodded and I sniffed before chuckling. Ah shit, I just called him a psycho and he heard it. Ah, stop thinking about it.

I had never seen Rico this way before, I knew that he was the craziest person I had ever net but never did I think that he could be such a monster, all that I had thought if sad about him being meant to be, I never really think that he was this crest human. All that I could see right now in front of me was a monster, a sick one at that, and not just that, he was behaving like a psychopath that needed help . The rage, the anger, the look and the death stare he gave me made me believe all the stupid assumption that had been made up in my head about this man .

I was about to take my ass off the chair after I was greatly disappointed with him, but… “No, no, no.” He reached out his hand to stop me from leaving as he repeated his words and shook his head adamantly. “That’s not the information I promised you on the phone yet. That’s not what I told you that will help you greatly. I just added that in so you would understand how crazy Eros is. He is not mentally ill in the way you think. He’s a psycho. A man who kills his own family like that is a monster.” He finished his words with firmness.

This woman is witty as she portrays in her clothes which is already revealing her everything. “We're going to wreck that sheets and pillow finding our version of the way to heaven.” Then she made her hands act like a cat, perhaps a tiger, and then said, “Roar!” “Chantal, there are kids in this office and I certainly think that you need to exit that door, now.” She now speaks with her solemn voice while her eyes are intently glued to Chantal. “I’m Chantal by the way, nice meeting you Mr. Psychologist.” While walking towards the door she’s waving her hands.