Psycho Robert Bloch Novel Novels & Stories

"I wanted to inform you about the incident that happened the day you went to sign the contract. My investigation team has been looking into it." Oswald's interest piqued. He leaned forward slightly. "For how many months now. And what have they found?" Nathan took a deep breath, bracing himself. "It appears that Robert Bloch's hand was involved." Oswald's eyes narrowed. Robert Bloch was a name he hadn't heard in a while, a man notorious for his underhanded dealings. He had only known him to be a business partner, but a business partner from a distance, they have never got business deals together, he was only into the line of business, just as he (Oswald) was.

“What happened, Robert?” “I don’t know, Keatton. Blake just came back to how he did me a long time ago. He knew that it would trigger my nervous breakdown. But still,” he sniffed and cried, “He did it on me again,” Robert’s shoulders were quaking. “I am nervous, frightened, scared, and traumatized with him. I almost died the other night as he sank my head in a tub full of water. He electrocuted my pu-pussy, and f-fist fucked my ass,” Robert said while crying.

I simply could never be worthy enough of this man’s cooking. “What is your book about?” Robert broke the silence. He surprised me, I thought this dinner was a formality he thought he needed to get over with. When I looked up I saw that the screen of his Ipad was black, and he was only looking at me. “I saw you reading it before dinner, you looked like you enjoyed it.” “It’s a fantasy novel.” I finally managed to answer after the silence had dragged on too long. He had his hand folded over each other on the table and looked at me with interest. “About a girl who befriends a demon to avoid getting married.”

When he does, it still feels warm which terrified Bob. Bob looks at the recently deceased snake then he looks at Blacky. Looking at Blacky, Bob noticed that Blacky was missing one of his snakes, which reveals the object they were clutching. A psion stone. Ah… it seems that one couldn’t last long… feeble-minded. Bob felt terror as the voice within his mind immediately changed from that of a calm individual to that of a hungry beast. Bob… I must thank you… I’m glad you came here… I was starting to become hungry… your terror will be sweet.

With a stiff neck, I turn away. I focus on the dumbass ABC's strip that lines the top of the wall. I know we have some special students, but does Mr. Williams really think it's necessary? Then again, here I am talking about psychopaths. Of course he thinks we're stupid enough not to know the alphabet without having to sing the song. "It's a mental illness that not only affects the host, but also the people around them. They become victims to the rotten thoughts that plague the psycho’s mind, driving them to do insane things," I force myself to continue.

His head was buried in a thick novel, but at her sight, he instantly hid the novel behind—a novel an 11-year-old boy shouldn't be reading. It was r rated, not because it was erotica or anything. But because it was a disturbing psychopath thriller book with torture and the deaths of people written in detail. It revolves around a psychopath who derives pleasure from torturing his fellow humans’ beings. He killed for fun on days he was tired, raped both women and men on days he felt sexually excited, and kidnapped human beings then cut their bodies piece by piece until they bled to death. Recording all his evil deeds and posting them for the whole world to see. But don’t worry, there was a hero

“Of course you do.” He flicked it open. “But I don’t think you know what it feels like.” Kai stepped closer. Slowly. He lifted the blade and traced it along Jaden’s cheek—not pressing, just enough for cold metal to register. Jaden didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Kai smiled. “Have you heard of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?” he asked. Jaden shrugged. “Not really.” “Maybe read more,” Kai said calmly. “Not textbooks. Things that teach you what people are capable of.”

"How about you come to my hotel room tonight? I’ve booked the penthouse in Gardenia." I try not to say anything I’ll regret, just like when I agreed to make a deal with this Psycho. If I have other choices, I will not even consider asking for his help. However, my options are limited. And giving him what he wants is the price I have to pay for this deal. He can have my body, but from hereon, I will have my freedom. "I understand. I’ll see you tonight," I say before getting inside the car waiting for me.

I knew if I called attention to myself I'd probably be the next one. I pushed my fear aside and entered his office. It still had the last owner's things in the corner, his office hadn't been arranged and books were everywhere. He was sitting in front of his window, the wind blowing in his face as he held a psychology textbook. “Dr. Wolfe?” I called again. He closed the book in his hand, but he didn't face me, no, not immediately. My heart raced as I gulped back my fears. A question forever lingered in my mind: does Dr. Wolfe know? That I saw him fuck the lights out of Alice Winters.

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