Psychotique Novels & Stories

I asked. "It's not out," Mrs Wolfe repliled. "But he's sure it won't show anything. He said you're fine and it's very likely that this is psychological. The symptoms resemble withdrawals. You know. Like addiction stuff?" "I'm not an alcoholic, Mrs Wolfe," I drawled. "One can be addicted to many other things, Richie," she remarked. "He wants us to prepare to see a mind doctor. A psychiatrist. As the humans call them." "Mother, have you ever seen a crazy person with a fever? Don't answer that. Doctor Rollo might be a quack. I'll tell Alpha Nick."

Old lady was still crazy. ***

She was getting impatient. The fragrance was like citrus and lotus. It was not from the pies for sure. Someone at the hallway was wearing it. But who would use such a strong perfume early in the morning. I was trying to control my wolf. But my whole body was feeling as if it was drugged. I didn't know where I was going anymore. I felt like I needed to find out the source of that perfume. Lexa was going crazy. Just when I came near the kitchen door, my wolf howled inside "Mate! "

Matteo added "You knew that my son was in the car and you still wanted him killed, what kind of person are you?" Luca muttered "You're fucking crazy." he added "I think the word crazy is pretty subjective, you call it crazy but I call it cautious." she spoke. She looked unhinged even though we had just spoilt her secret plan, gosh how long had she been planning this? "Okay how about the word psychotic bitch!" he seethed "That's actually two words" she murmured

he tried explaining but I still can’t understand. Staring at him, I can see he is genuine about his words. There is no hint of fakeness and anything on him. “If I am sick, what sickness?” “Schizophrenia.” I laughed nervously shaking my head. I’m seeing real things. They aren’t my imaginations. Angelo and Hailey are real. How dare them think I am crazy? “That’s crazy!” I exclaimed in disbelief.

I reached out to the click on exit when I hear a notification ping message from my father urging me to join one last conference call. "Fuck" - I groan in annoyance, I have no patient right now having no sleep and horny for Fleur. I look at the monitor and I see Fleur looking straight at the camera as if she knows I'm watching her every move. She takes off her tight jacket leaving her with a white sports bra drenched in sweat. Showing her hard nipples as it can be easily traced. I banged on the table out of frustration. These thought just easily rush through my brain. I can imagine doing dirty things to her. I can imagine her pussy clenching wet, I can imagine shoving my member all in through

he said. "No just tell me, Is it bad news?" I asked nervously. "Actually it is good news, Dr peter my friend who works at the mental institution and I did some tests on Lewis. Lewis isn't mad or crazy at all, he has a memory problem due to whatever happened to him in the past, he doesn't want to remember or he is not ready to relive it again, if you force him he might go into a panic state or become traumatized, that also explains why he becomes violent, his brain is stressed and badly affected," he answered.

Elaine stated. “The actual fuck?” I whispered so low that only Lilith could hear me. My lips didn’t even move. “Can you explain what it means to be schizophrenic?” “Basically, it means their thoughts and emotions seem out of touch with reality. Disorganized speech or behavior. Difficulty to concentrate.” “What about emotionally?” Mr. Francis asked. “They can have explosive reactions. Quick to anger or aggression.” “So, if someone was labeled as having schizophrenic, it could be possible that after being told no, they would or could lash out and stab that person?”

I clear my throat, “Well, umm… I don’t… I don’t really know why he is after me. But I heard he has erotomania.” Jasper pulled his head up, “Eroto what?” “Erotomania.” I clarified. “Well, what the hell is that?” Jasper questions. “It’s like a mental problem where a person imagines that they are in a loving relationship with someone even though it is quite the opposite to reality. I read online that these people are associated with schizophrenia or something like that.” I explained. Jasper nods, “Like an obsession?” “Yes.” I replied. “Well, that’s scary.” He commented. “His obsession with you is his only motive?”