Psychopath A Novel Novels & Stories

His face contorted as he thrashed in a frenzy. "Let me go! Let go of me now, or I'll kill every single one of you!" The officers restraining him rushed forward, pale-faced. "Chief Turner, the perpetrator arrested in the south district case is a psychopath, and he looks exactly like you." The man howled with a twisted expression. "Let me go, or I'll slaughter you all!" At the sight of that face, my soul instinctively shuddered. It was as if grimy nails were digging into my flesh once more. Even though I was already dead, the taste of blood rose in my throat.

“So instead of really living, instead of doing what makes you feel alive, you chose to work a 9-to-5 job for The Man. You chose stability and the 401k. You chose mediocrity.” You DICK. I sit up and full-on bare my teeth at him. “What, and you’re so fucking brilliant? You’re so fucking incredible? If you forgot, your criminal activities are what put us on the run.” “No, a psychopath is what put us on the run.” “Who you ran into because you like to play art thief!” “And saved two women’s lives and stopped a serial killer’s rampage!” he snarls. “Remember that?” I do. It’s what I’d told Connor to get him to help us.

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He had seen me cry so much in the past few days, I can't let it happen again. “He is simply psychopathic.” “What did you say?’’

but he doesn't fucking stop talking, yes he was that wicked "And if you keep pissing me off, just remember I know how to hide a dead body" He finishes his fucking sentence, and pats my cheek with his cold hands, and it made my breath shakes, but...but I don't let him win, and I don't freaking want to give him satisfaction, pleasure, and make him smile wider, so I parted my already champ lips, and said the roght thing that popped into my head "Tell me, is being a fucking psychopath something you like, or something you do?" I asked him with a mixture of fear, anger and frustration in my voice, hoping it would make the damn smile disappear, but damnit, he only chuckled out as if to tell me that

"You're lucky you said you weren't sure. Otherwise, I would have killed you. And let me make it clear that you're wrong. You're always saying rubbish, nothing important at all. All that's in your head is she-wolves, and you make me wonder how you have only one pup." "Alpha, I'm trying to help you, that's why I keep calling them, because you have a problem with them," he tried defending himself, but I rolled my eyes. I knew he wasn't at fault, he was only trying to help, but I was a psychopath, easily irritated by anything my psychosis detested.

The sudden change of attitude made it unbelievable before his eyes. “ Same same,” I told my self as I looked at him through the rare view mirror, Sometimes I see him and wonder if the doctor who’d assessed him and said that he was a psychopath who was incapable of feeling if he was qualified, because if so, then he was killing his patients. We drove past the old church, I looked through the windows, I could see the lights, on from the outside as we drove by, the old chapels still stood stronger and renovated, it wasn’t like the old but it wasn’t different either.

Without even hearing his response I already touched the end call. I’m doomed. Do I need to wait or not? I didn’t even hear him. Poppycock! I was standing at Sevi’s front door still knocking and trying to calm him down. I wasn’t trying to open the door myself since the last time I do that, a flying glass greeted my face. It was better not to force him to calm down. That’s the last Psychologist said as a token of advice after she resigns. I had hired many Doctors before but no one can handle him once his PTSD struck.

She didn't experience happiness and always got tormented in this damn family. Hah, I need to face the reality that I got transmigrated to this novel called ‘In the name of Psychopaths.’ Yes, it was categorized by the author as romance but when I read it, it was filled with bloody scenes and gore. The character in the story are all annoying, but I continued reading it. The protagonist of this story is Marva Alvid and the male lead of this is Patrick Raynell. If there's a female lead and a male lead, there is also a psychopath villain and its name is Phoenix Valcarcel.

Indeed, a psycho have emotions too, they just need someone who'll understand and won't leave them when they need them the most and it happens to be her, my Baby Milda. She was the psychopath obsession and become the wife now. I love you so much... I promise to never leave you, forever.