Psycho の小説・ストーリー

She was getting impatient. The fragrance was like citrus and lotus. It was not from the pies for sure. Someone at the hallway was wearing it. But who would use such a strong perfume early in the morning. I was trying to control my wolf. But my whole body was feeling as if it was drugged. I didn't know where I was going anymore. I felt like I needed to find out the source of that perfume. Lexa was going crazy. Just when I came near the kitchen door, my wolf howled inside "Mate! "

In my past life, my wealthy parents, Josiah Gunther and Yvonne Jackson, found me and brought me back into the family. I tried so hard to play the part of a sweet, dutiful son just to make them happy, but in the end, they wrongfully pinned a crime on me and drove me to my death. After being reborn, I stop holding back and show Josiah and Yvonne just how ruthless I can be. I completely change their perception of me, so they never dare to boss me around or talk down to me again. The moment I return home, I pick a fight with Mabel Gunther, my biological sister, and Nicholas Gunther, my adopted brother. After that, I deliberately provoke Mabel into striking me, resulting in me driving a knife t

He's sweating now, fat drops rolling down his temples. “Five.” He breaks out into a full-body tremor. “Four.” He pulls his tie down, gasping. “Three.” He drags his tongue over his dry lower lip. “Two. One—” “IT MIGHT BE PSYCHOLOGICAL!” he screams, the words tumbling out. “What is wrong with you might not be physical!” My eyebrow arches, but my gun doesn't fall yet. He continues desperately. “You might need to see a psychiatrist. Or perhaps talk to a professional therapist.”

His eyes are a bit crazed. “Smile again for me Sorahiko”. This goddamn psycho.

When it dawned on him that I had planned the scene, he turned and met my gaze. “You psycho,” he muttered.” His eyes filled with dread. "You didn't think you were the only psycho did you?"

The last title and name written on the white board caught her attention, it read: "Patient's name: Kaylee" Cara focused on the white board and nothing else. She didn't try to make sense of seeing it. She didn't question why she was seeing it. She only just focused all of her attention on it, and allowed everything else to be forgotten for the moment. Not thinking at all as she did. She felt mixed emotions. But she didn't try to sort them out. Instead she just existed with them, embracing each one as it came. Sadness, shock, pain, longing, confusion, and anger. These emotions mixed and grew within her as she looked on at the white board. They grew and grew until they threatened to completely

“That's right, it's hard to find someone who's so excellent inside and out, beautiful in appearance, more enthusiastic on the inside, biting hard every time I don't spare, my body is really is lewd as usual. Ha ha, that also justifies me as an excuse to admire a lot of SM. I've ordered some of the top 100 sex products from the LA City Music Club, using them every day, making sure that person opens up that little lewd mouth that my aunt hates every time. rush in” As Martin was in his prime, as he heard it, his face was completely blank, tilting his head and whispering to Jenny who was sitting next to him, "Being a psychologist is so good, you can listen to the

My Bully is Psycho Chapter Twenty Seven. ACE I dragged the door closed behind me with a loud bang. ' You don't really hate me....' ' You only need someone to share out your grief' The words kept blaring and tearing down the last of my sanity. It just wouldn't stop resonating in my head no matter how hard I try to quiet it. "Shut up!!" I growled aloud to bring an end to it. She had been fucking wrong!

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his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.