Novel & Cerita Psycho Pass Villain

He resembled an opposite version of Hiro, yet exactly as handsome as him. “He is responsible for any military and force actions. He is a level 5, the same as you. The boss values him a lot, he's an excellent fighter, intelligent, vicious… and has every possible symptom to be called a sociopath. Be wary of him,” she disclosed. That was the second person telling me something similar. I started feeling quite nervous at the thought of meeting that guy. Melisa must have noticed my restlessness and smiled to relax me a bit. “Don't worry too much… he is a guy above all, and you are pretty. I will teach you, how to use it right,” she grinned viciously, “Now, let's move to the other one…” she pointed

Ara and Jai both burst out laughing. “What’s with the commotion, earlier?” I calmly asked. “That guy, I saw him touching off Jai’s thighs and I’ve been observing him, the way he looks at Jai is very malicious!” Haille explained. She’s really loud and defensive always and it’s just right that they react that way. “Oh my gosh, he’s approaching!” I simply take a glance and yes, that guy is walking in our direction. So, is he going to disturb me again?

Not from the board. From him. Then he turned and walked toward the door. The office fell silent again after he left. But Elena barely noticed. Because her attention remained fixed on the transaction approval glowing before her. Her own name. Her own clearance. Attached to stolen millions. And suddenly— The shareholder evaluation tomorrow mattered far less than the horrifying realization settling into place inside her mind. Someone had been using Elena Vale long before she ever became the villainess. And whoever it was— Was still inside Vale Group.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

I lift the obsidian sliver from where it has stopped, three feet in front of me, and I bring it down on the black stone of the trench-floor with everything my new body has. It does not break. The sliver bends like water under the blow. I feel the impact in my shoulder, in my new bones, in the scales of my new tail. The sliver returns to its shape. The woman inside it watches me try, with a patience that is not amused and not contemptuous either. She is patient the way an ocean is patient. She watches the way the ocean watches a small girl beating her fists against a wave. "Eighth. Are you done?" "Why did you let me read his messages."

He suddenly realized if Yoshiki cared about this unknown Male, he would not have asked him to wound him badly, meaning that this man either wronged his brother or his brother simply wants to kill this man. He looked deeply into the eyes of his twin and suddenly didn't care about who the man was nor why his brother wanted to play hero, at that moment he decided that as long as his brother looked at him with bright eyes then he would wound, kill and murder anyone he desired. Yoshiki put on a bright smile on the outside while cackling on the inside, he watched Kenchiki's eyes as obsession appeared within the depth of his eyes, the more obsessed someone is with something or someone, the more the

She replied in a serious tone. "Ha…" The system panicked. 'Did it get some masochist or psychopath as a host?. Why was it so unlucky?' It thought, saddened by its unfortunate plight but simultaneously it's interest in her increased greatly. How was he going to get her stay without giving out any information?. It suddenly remembered, Ah yes why didn't it think of that. {I don't think you would want to make that kind of a decision.} Amused by the system's answer and nonchalant tone, she had thought she had put it in a tight spot but surprisingly it seemed indifferent at her threats.

She shouted, rolling down her window to flip them off. However, they both didn't expected for the car in front of them to maintain their spot, not moving forward even when the lights turned green. "What's going on?" Judy breathed to herself, He knew it would happen today since it always did when she was around, but his face drained of colours when he saw the passenger door open. Nate watched as a black boot stomped onto the ground, then the second, and he gulped when he saw a blond man finally stand from the car. When Nate saw him, he instantly knew they had messed with the wrong crowd. He had a long scar from the corner of his forehead to the bottom of his jawline, another one across his li

The coldness of the water seeped into my bones. Was he trying to get me sick ? I pounded against his wet shoulders as I fought against him now, I didn't care if I was screaming aloud, hell I wanted someone to hear me and rescue me from this psychopath. I thought Grey had come along with him, why wasn't he helping? Ace might be committing a murder and he just wouldn't care? Such sick loyalty. "Ace l..let go please!!" I sputtered out. He suddenly backed me against the shower wall, now I was completely drenched and visibly shivering while he completely appeared to be unaffected.

Just her and the work and the plan laid out in the notebooks stacked neatly at the end of the bench. She pulled the first notebook toward her. Opened it. Her own handwriting from three years ago. Neat and precise and completely certain about everything it was doing. *Subject profile: Damien Voss. CEO Voss Industries. Age 31. Psychological assessment consistent with primary psychopathy with elevated fixation markers. History of obsessive attachment to objects and concepts. No documented romantic relationships. Suspected olfactory sensitivity above baseline. Potential susceptibility to compound V7 estimated at 89% based on psychographic modeling.*