Sadist Test Novels & Stories

These Carrero types all seem to be horn dogs from what I have heard around the club. “Testy. I like it when you get mad.” He looks smugly happy. Satisfied with his own level of complete tosserism. Yep, sadist is still in there and aching to be let out to play.

Especially when he was fond of spoiling my fun. "Just do as I say," he commanded. I scoffed heavily. "It's obvious you despise my happiness, and that's too bad." I paused to look into those icy blue eyes of his, making sure my words sank in. "I think I know what's wrong with you. You're suffering from an unfulfilled need for genuine connection, and it's slowly turning you into a sadist. No wonder everyone seeks your redemption," I said in a rush but instantly regretted my words.

His cries are so loud, I'm sure one can hear him from outside. "They have humiliated us enough!" He cries. "I will not take their stupid tests any more. I will not disgrace myself again for them!" He bitterly declares taking a sit on the floor, tears running down his face as he sobs. He failed the third test, that was testing one's self control, which means he is officially out of the chance to win the wishes. The sincalion had said anyone wanting to win the wishes must pass at least five out of six tests. Tedmold has already failed two. Most people didn’t pass because they were drunk and couldn’t think clearly.

The concern on Jacob's face when he saw his son. I can't quite figure out why he should be sad about what he did. I am disgusted with myself. It's not me. I am not weak. I never felt sorry. "Jose! Maybe you want to talk? You, monster!" Nicko shouted on the other line. It looks like the two of them are together. And it looks like the moron tandem will fight with me again. "I'm not in the mood to wrestle," I replied before removing the earpiece from my ear.

The Alpha wasn’t joking. I slammed my fists hard against the table, making the silverware rattle. My breathing was uneven, my patience reaching its limit. Daimon watched me, completely indifferent to my outburst. “You’re sadistic!” I shouted, filled with rage. “You want to put me through tests where I could get hurt just to decide if I deserve a quick death or a painful one?” I pushed the chair back, my body burning with frustration. My fingers gripped the hem of my shirt.

Maya “I’m not someone who is... loved.” Tears flickered my eyes, once more, with mascara stained beneath them. “People don’t see me as a prized possession, Javier... and, when you make it seem like that, I’m thinking...” I sniffled sadly, before continuing. “How long is it gonna last? Will he hate me soon? Cause...” “…I’m a fucking wreck, a sadist... a broken doll with a barbie face.”

Keith, what did you actually score? I wiped my tears away and unlocked my screen for them. Ian snorted smugly and looked at it too. The next second, his eyes widened, and he nearly forgot how to breathe. "How is that possible?" The entire room fell silent for one second before everyone started talking. "Holy crap! He's in the top fifty!" "Huh? What? Keith ranked top fifty on the SAT exam?" "He's practically a genius! Holy cow!" I slowly lifted my head and met Ian's gaze. I then looked at the phone in his hand.

"Timothy, I heard that you're an orphan. After your parents died in a construction accident, you've been living with your grandmother ever since, right?" Timothy's gaze darkened even more. After all, he had never mentioned his family previously. What confused him even more was my pitiful gaze at him. "Timothy, don't you want to know how your parents passed away?" At my words, Rachel changed completely. The once bright and bubbly voice turned shrill and harsh. "Jessie, the listening test is about to begin. Are you just deliberately trying to ruin Timothy's mood so he fails? How do you have so little confidence in yourself?"

Cash added. “People can’t be taken if they don’t want to be. If he wants to be with Brittany, then he’ll be with Brittany. If not, then that’s that,” I countered. “And you’re just willingly giving up?” Wes asked skeptically. “I'm not giving up on anything. Again, only people who want to be taken will let themselves be taken," I pointed out. “You’ve got guts,” Cash commented as Six and Brittany came back. She looked sad as she walked over to her friends. “So?” Cash asked Six once he’d sat down. “I did what I should’ve done two years ago,” Six replied.

she begins, “did you lie three years ago?” Lola swallows. “W-what are you talking about?” “You lied about being his mate,” Sadie replies, her eyes glowing brighter. “And I want to know why.” “I didn’t lie—” Sadie plunges a knife into Lola’s side. Lola screams and Knox lets out a dark, satisfied growl. Sadie pulls the knife out slowly, blood dripping down her hands. “For every wrong answer,” she says calmly, “I will do that again.” Lola trembles hard, pain ripping through her body.