Psychopath Stories Novels & Stories

That was also the reason why she hurt Spencer and acted like she didn't care about the world. And that mental disorder is psychopathic disorder, which is something I fear – that we may have psychopathic disorder. The truth is, because we can't control our emotions and actions, we might end up crazy, and that's what scares me. I'm afraid of becoming crazy like those with psychopathic disorder. I was sweating profusely and panting heavily as I fell to the ground after punching and kicking the punching bag that eventually turned into a kick bag. As I landed on the ground, my pet kissed the cold floor.

" Clarked was puzzled as Rachel pulled him to sit with her in the sitting room. She showed him Christy's page and every single post she posted about him. The comments and number of likes. The way she showed obsession, her unhealthy way of liking and commenting on his photos, and her neutral posts about his life and businesses. How she was following all his employed heads of different departments of his company and how she followed his company's main social media page. Christy was a sociopath. " We need to inform the police about her, I feel unsafe." " NO, NO.... I am going to have a word with her tomorrow. If she continues then we will involve the police.". Rachel bawled Rachel told a blatan

“You see, I don't think you know who Antonio is..I just want to help you out” “I am sorry…what do you mean help me out,I don't remember asking for help,I am not in trouble”. “Antonio is …a bipolar…a psychopath…crazy whatever that is related to a mental illness, he may be perfect now but trust me it won't be for long”. Angela watched her take a sip from her wine glass, a bit offended by her statement. She shifted uncomfortably and looked around before asking. “You called me here to warn me about my man?”

By the time he reached the part about Chicago, my blood had begun to run cold. “The Dr said three years ago, Chris killed a boy he was seeing,” Zayne continued, “and that his parents covered it up and sent him to the psychiatric hospital- where the doctor used to work. Dr Smith later realized that Chris needed special attention after some sessions with him, and recommended a higher psychiatric facility, but he stabbed the doctor before they could transfer him. Jer…Chris is a diagnosed sociopath.” My jaw tightened until it hurt. Why am I believing this so easily- at the same time the revelation is shredding my heart into pieces. I should be doubting this, telling Zayne he’s bluffing, but… my

Humored him, and he found me insane but after finding out about the deaths he had caused that night he found me, I know there is no limit for that man nor does he understand what that word means. There is not much to go on about him but I had spent weeks learning about the people he had killed, how merciless he was. He was probably an undiagnosed psychopath with his obsession of causing chaos no matter where he went and my behavior of doing the same must be familiar to him so he will see me as a kindred soul. He has to. Fucking has to.

Psycho..He's a psycho. A real psycho indeed. I clenched my fist. "You, should be dead." I whispered. "Everyone tells me that." He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. I pointed the gun in front of me aiming right at his heart. "Now i don't think you should be pointing the gun at me right now." "Why shouldn't I? You're a psychopath. You are a danger to everyone in Mexico. Who knows who your next target is, how many people's lives you'll endanger next and how many victims will die because of your sick brain. " I scowled.

When he said all these things I was still in his arms my head resting on his chest listening to his heart beat. I felt his heart race as he talked I listened and I mean really listened. It's true no matter how much we believe ourselves victims, there's always two sides to a story in Damian story his trying to love a woman who keeps on running away from him all the time his unperfect or tries to open up, in mine it's the side where I am a victim of a crazed psychopath who does not want to let me go but continues to hurt me.

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.

The news said that a naked woman's body was found in her apartment room, but unfortunately her cause of death was not known. Sunggyu's father needs a psychiatrist to treat him so that he will stop hurting other people for his pleasure, I know that father is a murderer and he is like a psychopath since being abandoned by his ex-girlfriend, and according to what I heard that my name is the name of the ex-fatherreally dad has the heart to name me after the woman he loves, don't you think if mom knows for sure she will be very hurt, I don't know how beautiful that woman is to make dad like this I really want to meet that woman and see her in person.

His dark eyes looked dead and his words were cold as he recited the facts or at least the story he was holding true to. "I was fucking her and she told me to get rough, to choke her, so I did. She liked it rough, she always did. We had sex a few times, drank some wine, then I left and the next thing I know, I'm being arrested for rape and murder," his voice rang through the room, the low tenor sending shivers through me. He was talking about murder, about having sex with some other woman, and my stomach was fluttering as if he was telling me that he wanted to bend me over and fuck me on the conference table until he made me scream. Something was seriously wrong with me today. Damn those murd