Psychotic Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I was about to flip. “Be my girlfriend,” he said again with a serious tone. More phone cameras were recording us. I was about to say, ‘Do you want me to test your neuropsychiatric function?’ Because there is a condition called erotomania, where the patient believes that everyone is in love with him. Or perhaps, he has a narcissistic personality disorder. Or, it might be that he has hit himself in the head and the lesion created delusions for him. But before I could do that, he just had to say these two lines.

"Roxanne, you keep saying he's your best friend, but he's a guy! And you just let him feel you up like this? If someone didn't know better, they'd think you two were a couple, fooling around in a bar right in front of everyone! Did you ever think about how I'd feel?" After my furious outburst, however, I met Roxanne's gaze, and my heart turned cold. With a perfectly calm expression, she said coolly, "Are you done? If anything was going to happen between Sam and me, do you think you would've been able to become my boyfriend? If you're going to get jealous over nothing, get the hell out of here. Go home. I've never met a man as petty as you." I stood there, stunned. For a moment, she felt alar

I took a step forward, pointing my finger right at his face. “I don’t care anymore, and I mean it. I don’t give a fuck about anything. I’m just going to act like all of this isn’t even part of my life. I have a dream and I’m going to fulfill it no matter what you or your stupid friends and girlfriend are planning.” His face twisted in confusion. “Girlfriend?” “Oh, how you’ve forgotten your plastic bimbo so fast.” “Nikki is not my girlfriend… and I’m definitely not planning anything with her.”

The day we go to pick out our wedding rings, I show up half an hour late trying to save five dollars on the cab fare. By the time I arrive, my boyfriend Travis White and best friend Evelyn Moon have already picked out two rings. They're too busy talking and don't even notice me standing behind them. "This 20 thousand dollar ring is your birthday present. And this 800-dollar one is for Sadie." Evelyn playfully punches Travis's arm. "Stop it! You've already been pretending to be broke to test Sadie for three years. Isn't that enough? "If you dare treat my best friend badly after getting married, you'll have to answer to me!" Travis sighs. "I checked her bank balance last night. She's o

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

It was a known fact that Melody Shaw, the school belle, only dated people for three months. Yet, she went out with me for nine months. Everyone said that it was proof that I was her true love. However, a viral post in the forums said that her true love, Mike Clint, had returned and that she would ditch me for him soon enough. I thought it was a joke and wanted to show it to her, but she turned to her side and pulled away from me, pretending to be asleep. I thought she was upset that a girl gave me her number, but I needed her contact information for my report. So, I pulled her into my embrace like nothing was out of the ordinary. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were sealed shut. My h

"The second girl, it looks like she's been abused very badly. There are bruises on her whole body, she is just 19 or 20 year old but she is traumatized. I was treating her and she was continuously mumbling 'save me please' and 'don't beat me', she is scared. I think she needs a psychiatrist, don't get me wrong but she needs full treatment. She is in depression - she said and I was shocked to even react, I came out of the cabin without uttering a word. They saw me and came towards me, I saw Inaya's eyes were red and puffy. She was crying the whole time, I told them everything what the doctor told me and they were shocked. "But ahad bhai, anaya was no mo..... I am shocked. Wha......- Inaya stu

“Look at you, princess. Didn’t think you’d actually show up.” I forced a smile, smoothing my black mini dress down my thighs. “Yeah, well. Gotta commit to the act, right?” Rowan was next, tossing a red solo cup to me. “Fake girlfriend duties, huh? Drink up. You look like you need it.” I caught the cup but didn’t drink. My fingers shook too much to even bring it to my lips. Casper just watched from across the room, eyes narrowed like he was studying me for some pop quiz. Emrys offered me a soft nod, his curls bouncing slightly when he turned.

Before this, I always have control over my emotions, but with this dark-haired man with a mouth as sharp as blaze, I tend to lose all shield. “I'll try,” “Don't get deep in the act though,” Delilah says with a chuckle. My brows lift. “I won't. I forbid myself too,” I let out, recalling my ordeal with his sick girlfriend. “His girlfriend is a psychopath,” “Girlfriend?” Lilah repeats, voice surprisingly curious. “A red hair that almost fought me today,” “That's weird because Hunter's single.” I roll my eyes. “He's not,” I say. “He even has her picture on his page,”

He tried to back away but she didn’t stop. She stepped right up to him. Pressed her chest to his. Lifted her eyes. And looked right through him. “You want to talk about fucked up?” she whispered. “Let’s talk about the videos. The ones I watched last night while you slept like a child next to me.” His heart slammed. “You want to talk about insanity, Dominic?” she went on, voice cracking just slightly. “How about keeping a shrine of your dead girlfriend on your fucking phone and hiding it like I’d never find it. Like I wouldn’t recognize your smile. Like I wouldn’t notice it never once belonged to me.”