Psychopath Kdramas Novels & Stories

' This is the least I could do for them, after stealing the life of their beloved' ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ RIEKA POV 10 days, that is how long I have been strapped to this God forsaken bed, I think I am slowly losing touch with reality, I keep seeing all type of things, I even see mom and dad every night, it must be due to the harsh treatment and drugs that psychopathic doctor gives me. I call him Psychopathic, because he is indeed a psychopath, he derives pleasure in inflicting pain on others. That psycho cuts me without reason, and rubs salt on my wounds literally.

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

Why didn't I get caught despite all the killing? I got my answers when I met a member of a society that aimed to protect people with a psychopathic disorder. Yes, I have a psychopathic disorder. And that's why I always wanted to kill someone. Because I felt like I was going insane, I visited a psychiatrist. However, I was proven wrong about thinking that the voices in my head were driving me crazy. It turns out that what I am experiencing is not just an ordinary mental breakdown, but rather Psychopath Disorder. According to my doctor, this disorder is characterized by a loss of self-control, causing a person to act like an insane individual and kill someone without hesitation.

My senior told me earlier that I need to have this contract or else our big investor, which is her company, is pulling off their share which is supposedly the funds that we’re using in our research if we didn’t present another psychology Doctor to handle his son. My hard work will go to waste if that would happen so I immediately agreed, that there is nothing to lose. After all, I can consider my client as one of my test subjects. And I can be with her, sounds illegal because I’m already in a knot, but who knows when affection strikes at a man’s, manhood. I came to DV’s fashion company to meet the parent of my client excitedly. According to my information paper, my client is a six-year-old b

“Jostein, all I want is to be free and start my life again! I will promise that I will not speak for the public—“ “Liar…” a cold baritone voice that sends all of the terror inside! Jostein craned his neck to the floor with some distance from the young lady. His aura is a little bit different from earlier. Jostein is a bipolar type of man—he undergoes different psychiatric test and therapy but the only thing he knew is to kill and own someone by force. Keesha falls back no saying a word from her shocked to the handsome psycho. For a moment Jostein’s face lifted up—looking to her direction. His face is deem then he twitches an evil smile from the edge of his lips.

Blood everywhere in his life, and I, trapped in the middle. - Dead… ? But ... Who killed him? - I don't know, Luca replied in a deep, almost hoarse voice. No one has spoken, no one knows. But the worst ... the worst, amende ... I felt tense, my fingers nervously tightening the fabric of my dress. - What, the worst? He passed a hand in his hair, visibly exasperated. - It's his replacement. A patient. A real psychopath. A thrill traveled my neck.

“Because you’re the one who put him in a coma, Hera. What happened messed up our work completely! This is what you have to do—unless you want to go to jail?” My father’s words freeze me solid. I can’t speak. The next morning, reality hits me hard: I’m now living with a psychopath next door. A comatose man whose very possibility of waking up fills every part of me with dread. Please, please don’t wake up!

“As if the world doesn’t already have enough suffering, those two clowns wanted to mass- produce fentanyl and distribute it across the city.” I inhale sharply. “That’s insane.” “Not just insane, but needlessly cruel. The two of them checked off all three boxes for the Dark Triad – narcissism, psychopathy, and Machiavellianism. You get a lot of psychopathy in the Bratva, a bit of narcissism, but rarely all three at once. Yes, Vanya and Feliks are real pieces of work, but once I found out their little plan to separate from our Family, I made quick work of Feliks. Vanya fled the state, and I thought that might be the end of it.”

said Xenorr coaxingly Ash's mental state is a complete chaos, he can’t seem to distinguish between reality and his past. His mind was like a raging fire aiming toward the thing he desires most, the thirst for blood and vengeance blocking his feeling of pain. The will to pay back is stronger than the flowing blood, immuning to the pain because his inside was more numb. “How can you get to them in this state?” asks Xenorr trying to calm Ash’s mind “You are weak” “I don’t care. I just want revenge, wanting to taste their blood while watching them in pain” Ash casually stated his desired action in such a nonchalant manner

In resignation, I retreated into a toilet stall, knowing it was a futile attempt to escape. Locking the door behind me offered only a temporary reprieve. I knew it would only delay the inevitable. "Daisy, don't run away from me," he called out. "You know it's pointless, don't you?" I shivered at his words, paralyzed with fear. "Just let me kill you," he continued, his tone twisted and sadistic. "But don't worry, I won't let a beautiful body like yours go to waste. I'll rape it until it's nothing but a lifeless shell." His words sent chills down my spine, and I realized I was dealing with a psychopath.