Psychopath Stories 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.

I raise my shoulders and let them fall, “Perhaps you go ask him as soon as he’s done cleaning the blood in his hands. Let’s hope he doesn’t have to re-clean because of your blood.” “Then why hasn’t he killed you?” she asks, swallowing hard. “Duh! Because he thinks it’d be more fun if he kills me when I begin to believe the absurdity that he wouldn’t,” I retort, pressing my lips together. Jane looks at me in disbelief, “Why do you think this way?” “I’m thinking in the perspective of a psychopath,” I say truthfully. I once read in a book that psychos think very differently. “A-Jun is no psychopath,” Jane argues, and I hiss.

I said, “I’m trying to give Michaels some hope. But I’m telling you it’s not looking good for him. He seems to have become someone’s fall guy. That’s why I need your testimony.” Hunched toward me, Beaman said, “Well . . . ” and considered my request with three fingers massaging his chin. “I’ll help you if I can.” “I need to understand the scope of your knowledge as it pertains to criminal behavior. Have many of your patients been criminals, Dr. Beaman?” “I’m not at liberty to say. And please, call me Richard. However, the psychopathology of criminal behavior usually leads a person toward violent—not white collar—crimes. You must also know that persons with mental illness are much more likely

He looked me over, his eyes lingering on my now half-exposed breasts. "Don't worry though, if you end up bleeding to death, I'll just throw your body into the sea. Of course, after I fuck your perfect gorgeous body." I winced at the crudeness of his words. He really was a psychopath. Who talked about raping a dead body like it was a recipe they were discussing? "You're sick in the head," I spat, and the man just grinned. "You're not the first one to tell me that, sweetness. I've always been sick in the head. Tell me something new," he shrugged nonchalantly.

Luca, on the other hand, has been going crazy since his kids were taken from him. They were all he had left. His neighbors heard him breaking things so they called the police. Luca was taken to a facility after his tests came positive for PTSD and disruptive behavior. Days passed, and he stayed quiet. Cooperative, pretending to be fine. The doctors bought it. They thought he was getting better. Not until one evening, during a shift change, Luca made his move. A nurse had forgotten to properly secure the door after checking his vitals.

I explain and he lifts his head to look at me. "Is that what you want to tell me?" "It is, let's go to the living room," I say as we go and sit on the couch together. "So what happened?" He asks. "It's a long story, just listen until I'm finished," I say and he nods, cuddling into my side. "About a year and a half ago me and my friend Marcus were kidnapped by a man called Adrian. He was a psychopath who was jealous of mine and Marcus' relationship and wanted me to himself. He raped me for a month while he tortured Marcus. When we got saved Marcus was broken down and I had to help him recover. He tried to kill himself but thankfully his husbands helped him get better and now he's okay.

Though he doesn't know what is going inside her head because she won't discuss much with him, he is sure that she will win. "He has been caught on the CCTV loitering around the murder location before it happened." One of the wannabe prosecutors puts down his argument. "There is a strong link between the victims and the murderer. He killed his ex-girlfriend after the 100th day of their breakup. He killed the neighbourhood boy after the 100th day of his father's birthday. He killed that grocery store cashier after the 100th day of his university school graduation day. The list is long. It cannot be a coincidence. He is the total psychopath. "

I didn’t know why i suddenly agreed to date him and agree to marry him but maybe it was my own defense mechanism in order to get away from the past that was haunting me. “You didn’t tell me your crazy Ex was in America” this time he placed his hand under my chin and slowly lifted my head, “he even threatened me with a gun” “He is just like that Henry, don’t mind him” “I shouldn’t?” His facial expression changed, “that fucking psychopath pointed a gun at me and you said I shouldn’t mind him?” I gulped, Henry was another psychopath I had come across. Maybe the universe was trying to mess with me because how the hell do I have to meet three men who had the same qualities? Just that zayn was the

It was soft, full and I really liked holding onto it whenever he was fucking me. “I was diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder when I was a teenager. I'm a psychopath. I deal with PTSD. So I was very aggressive and violent when I was growing up. Any slight provocation could lead to my killing someone. I beat up people at school and killed people who annoyed me. It started with me killing animals. I killed mom’s cat.” He let out a small laugh. His eyes were still closed.

Somehow before they started to become a sadistic killer, they were the best experts in several areas, such as archeology researchers, math teachers, magician, escape master. They were photographers, even the best, lawyers, pharmacists, they were the best teachers of letters, chemists, mathematicians, engineers, even a businessman in the construction business, who one day from one hour to the next, were married people, of good , related..., but suddenly... They initially kept in touch with Yue, who at various times, at some point in his life, he started meeting with a psychiatrist, who happened to be a psychopathic cannibal, but he was a master of psychology, until they simply became psychopa