Psychopath Smirk Novels & Stories

“I think you’re a psychopath.” He smirks, presses the barrel harder. “I prefer the term sociopath,” he drawls. He pulls the trigger. Click.

As a small tiny tiny smile adorns his face which turns into a full blown one. Hitting the wickets of my heart in the process. He is smiling. The arrogant ass is smiling fully on me. I can't believe this. This Psychotic creature can smile too. I hate to admit this but he looks..........so good. I look nothing like the jackass I met previous times. I feel my heart beat rising. The palpitations have started again. I hate this. I hate whatever has started happening to me. I only like Roman... Roman.... And Roman.

The man in front of me is the biggest psychopath. A muscle ticked in his jaw and see, like a psycho he gave the answer like a sadist, crushing my right wrist in his hand. It’s fucking painful but I gulp them down not exposing the injured expression on my face, he has seen my tears already. I don’t want to see the pity in his eyes. Even if it seems far more than pity, like hurt as if he is the one is hurt here.

They make them sit on her squatting position her hand behind her torso, she was looking feeble, vulnerable, as if she wasn't fed for days. She had dark circles. "ona tebe nravilas'" (This one is for you) he smirks, making my blood boil from inside. I don't get Russian but his constant smirks are making me sick. My translator translates his offer, and without wasting a second I pull my trigger right into his head. His smirk dies, as my bullet goes straight to his fucking head, now it's my time to smirk. For a second his men were dead shocked, their capo was dead obviously, but this is the least I could care for.

"You’re angry." "Damn right I’m angry!" I shot back, jabbing a finger at his chest. "You’re a psychopath! A complete, over-the-top, control-freak psychopath!" He smirked, tilting his head slightly as if considering my words. "Hmm. I don’t think anyone has ever described me quite like that before. But you… you’re feisty when you’re mad. It’s kinda cute." "Cute?!" I gaped at him, my hands balling into fists. "You think this is funny?!"

He pulled away completely. "I swear or I'll make them open" his voice and aura completely changed into a sadist when he said that. Praying in her mind Jasmine opened her emerald green eyes to meet the darkest shade of grey orbs of the man she hates the most. She didn't fail to notice how the side of his lips curled upwards when she opened them like he won something in his life. That smirk taunted her more than his words, it was like a sign of his victory and that sign burned her wounds.

The guy was a psycho and I confirmed it last night. He had done a lot of terrible things, like raping so many games and he was involved in laundering of money also he was so good at Pretending to be innocent. “You look Terrible Elliot” I said to him when I got closer to them. He raised his face to look at me and he gave me a sly smirk. He still had the guts to smirk at me, I guess Darren had not done a good job here. “How’s our girl doing? Hope I didn’t scare her too much? if not for you I would have had my way already” he says in a weak voice but he said those words with a smirk on his face and i gritted my hands in anger.

But he asked with a deep and raspy voice, and his eyes held such hunger that made me want to be his meal; a meal he could spend hours after hours devouring. …so I shook my head. “No.” And he gave me his hot menacing smirk as he spreads my legs apart. The smirk... I didn't need a translator to know it means ‘I’m gonna wreck you, and you know it.’

The edge of his lips curve into a sad smile before fully morphing into a smirk. Psychopath. "Why aren't you saying anything." He increases his pace causing me to increase mine. "Don't come closer." My back hits the cold metal surface of the caravan and my heart skips a beat. I am trapped. "Don't worry I won't hurt you. You will have fun too." His nose rubs on the croak of my neck as his body press into mine. "Judging from your body reaction am sure you are still a virgin. Of course you should...after all you are the all naive and innocent Skylar."

I really didn't do well with confrontation. My insides pinched up in anxiety as the menace fell from his face and in its place there was a smile. Not just any smile, one of his psychotic bone chilling smirks. "You're right, I respect that you don't want to drink that, it would just make things easier for you so are you sure you don't want to drink it?" His tone held concern but his eyes held excitement.