Sadistic Psychopath Novels & Stories

Warning This story contains violence and content that may be distressing and not suitable for some readers. Read at your own risk. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a part of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales are purely coincidental. A psychopath is a cold, ruthless, heartless, and inhuman being. Belladonna Salvador is one of those. She's pretty and super intelligent, just like any other psychopath.

I let out a bright smile. "He literally broke your door with cables in it." "I'm still not giving up on Carolina, and he has anger issues or doesn't want to talk about the past which is totally normal for patients, but something about him is just so... I can't find the word to describe that." "He is a criminal, the world's deadliest as a matter of fact, and you still want to meet him?" "No one just decides to wake up one morning and says he wants to be the world's deadliest criminal. I know he looks scary to you."

“Do you like killing people?” “Still trying to diagnose me as a psychopath?” I ask with a smirk. He smiles sheepishly, “I’m just trying to understand you. From what little I was told about you; you weren’t painted in a good light. I was told you’re cold, sadistic, and ruthless. I’ve seen you be ruthless; I’ve seen you be cold, but I haven’t seen you once be sadistic. In fact, I’ve seen you be compassionate a few times. You’re not like what I thought you were. For someone with such a terrifying reputation, you’ve shown me nothing but kindness. In your own weird way that is,” he explains.

“I changed my mind, I want this asshole to beg, but before you do, I want you to apologize to Cara for what you did to her.” The deputy looked up at Rancid and stared into his eyes. “Fuck you, she was the best pussy I’ve ever had and I’d do it again.” “How did you ever get to be a lawman? What kind of sick fuck pretends to protect the public and then takes advantage of them?” Ashley spoke up, “He’s a sociopath.” “What’s that mean?” “He has no remorse for what he does.” “I see that.” “What you’re doing won’t do any good, you can’t change him or his ways.”

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.

He had no interest in hearing what close playmates Shawn and Zoey had been. "Do you still like Sarah?" Shawn questioned. He wasn't a good person, and under the influence of the Zuckman family, his dark and twisted side rose to the surface, shaping him into a violent psychopath. He felt no remorse for destroying beautiful things and had an unhealthy obsession with destruction. He always used underhanded tactics and never considered the consequences of his actions. He did not care if his actions hurt anyone else. If he were thrown into hell, he would drag someone else along with him.

'I have experienced this urge and this feeling many times. I do not suffer from any mental disorder. I do not know why I have it. I seem to enjoy being cruel to people. I am a sadist, or you may call me a psychopath. I get pleasure when I hear a woman screaming with pain and begging for her life. I enjoy inflicting pain. It seems abnormal but I am like that. It has been part of me for many years now. I am a sick man. I am a wicked and a spiteful man. I have an evil mind and I believe in seeking violent revenge over small issues. Inside my head it’s all dark.’

"Who is this person you're talking about? And what exactly are his demands?" "He is a psychopath! His target is Jasmine. He has a fetish for dark skin women. I did a fair share of research on him before coming to you. He has always had women with that exact physical appearance as Jasmines in his hold and always ends up torturing them to death when his anxiety kicks in. He had only seen her once but everything that happened thereafter, was all part of his psychopathic plan. I fell for it and handed the boy over to him; you fell for it and handed Jasmine over to him and now he has them both. Knowing Jasmine, she will notice something off about him and try to escape. He will kill them both imme

I begged. He watched me with a menacing glimmer in his eyes. Harrison was a rapist and a serial killer, but deep down he was mentally ill with psychopathic problems, but Sinister knew what he was doing, he knew it, and he loved it. He found pleasure in inflicting pain, which made him one of the most dangerous predators out there. I hugged myself as if I would get protection. I could not survive if Sinister rapes me.

The charm of demons might even be a bit more alluring. "Hey so.. let's say if... i mean.. well.." I didn't know how I should even put it into words without throwing up. What kind of a person was I ? A psychopath ? Sociopath ? No , I do feel emotions so that can't be it. A sadist? Maybe. But not for everyone. Is there a term known as selective sadism? "Have you killed people?" I ask him. I didn't mean to sound offensive and I was sure that I put it in a genuine manner, hopefully.