She's Sweet But A Psycho Novels & Stories

PERSONALITY : Cold, merciless, hates disobedience and untidiness, likes to be the dominant one and hates to be controlled. *:.。..。.🔅o○*:.。..。.🔅o○*:.。..。.。*:.🔅..o○*...° FEMALE LEAD: Catherine Hemsworth. FATHER : Hilter Hemsworth. MOTHER : Marine Hemsworth. AGE : 20. PROFESSION : Graduated with a law degree. PERSONALITY : kind-hearted, timid, scaredy-cat, loves people and cares a lot, hates violence and bitter things, gets manipulated easily, and stutters a lot as a habit.

In the two hours that she had been going on and on telling him her story, she repeated a few times that she was a psycho, an insane person, a devil, and so on. However, the girl looked extremely cute when she was sleeping. She slept on her side with both of her lands on top of the pillow and she just looked like a newly born puppy. Her mouth was slightly opened and she was drooling from the corner of her mouth. She was also smiling very sweetly in her dreams. The way she looked was incredibly harmless and extremely innocent. How could such a girl be a psycho? She probably had never truly met a psycho.

All of them wondering the same thing, 'Who is she?' Everyone looked around at each other smiling happily, before coming to a final agreement of copying the girl on the stage. 'You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho Got me chasing shots of NyQuil, NyQuil Without you, I get antsy and upset But with you, I fall apart Boy look what you've started I can't stand you, heartless Like a psycho, psycho (psycho, psycho) Got me chasin' shots of NyQuil, NyQuil (NyQuil, NyQuil)

“If any of you come any closer, I'll kill myself. That's a promise.” “Put that dagger down.” I yelled. “And stop acting like a fucking psycho.” “An insane psycho?” She chuckled out loud. In all my life I'd never heard someone laugh as manically as she did right now. She sounded like a literal witch, and I couldn't help the shivers that ran down my spine. “Is that what you think I am?” *Irene….” “Fine then.” She cut me off with a snort. “ I'll show you what a fucking psycho can do, because that's what I am.”

do you know how to hurt a girl are you my Vex Mallus Dr Satan Marquis De Sick Nick Nick Dark Officer Remus the Werewolf Dom Sugar Daddy Pit Bull Tommy the Tummy Gutter 5 o'clock Shadow London Cabby Amputee ****** Uncle Surgery Gone Wrong King of the Carpathian Vampires my sweet kissy Kitten ooohh yes i said i am all that for loves sake albeit twisted i am what you crave.. your no taboo lover boy your ******* licking foot slave with a razor in hand a bubble of poison between my legs your homicidal suicidal cockealiciousness she said good, now that we have that settled can we go out for dinner ill be dressed in a jiffy

, When l heard her words annoyance swam through my entire body and l clenched my fists as l stared at them Why do they both keep calling me sweet?! Do l really give off that persona?! Maybe right now that's what they were seeing but they surely didn't know about my past. Would a sweet girl sleep with her professor so that she doesn't fail her class?. Would a sweet girl attempt arson on said professor's house? . Would a sweet girl take a baseball bat and destroy the same professor's car and then hit him with it. That was the real fucking me and l knew soon or later that real me was going to come out.

" I wanted to stop her so I could concentrate on what I was about to drive but the inside of her mouth was so warm and relaxing. The pleasure just blew me away. Fuck this! I decided to drive while she sucked me and honestly it was one hell of a ride as half of the time I didn't know what was in front of me. I really don't know how I managed not to crash into a vehicle or the reverse, a vehicle crashing into me and in all of these the crazy bitch didn't even seem to care if her life was in danger in fact she was sucking me even more. This psycho is going to lead me to my death!!

she explains. “What if the mixed signal is also a no signal?” I ask her. “I don’t want to believe that” she refuses yo believe “I am well aware of the fact that I am a very hot girl , and I can be a hand full sometimes, but once I let you get in you will realize that I am a very sweet person” she brags. “I am well aware that you are a very sweet person……you act like you don’t care and nothing can hurt you, so you put up this huge wall of toughness and pretend like everything is fine”I express the type of person trust I feel that she is to her.

The words were so fucking quiet I barely heard. “Ever. Not the way he did. Trust me, darlin’. Believe me.” “I do.” She took a deep breath then sat up. Her hands fell away from me and I loosened my grip on her body when she tilted her head back to look at me. “Do you have multiple personalities?” “What do you mean?” My lips quirked. “One minute you’re storming in here being all rude, then the next you’re being sexy, then you’re being sweet.”

If she is left here for long she is going to be damn sick. "I can't believe I'm going to die in the silence" she muttered, mocking her condition. She has always fantasized, dying in a music concert, so she could shake her body till her last breath. She stood up and tried to find her way around the room but she stumbled on something and fell on the floor twisting her ankle in the process. "Fuckkkkk" she cried out. Adriana might be strong, stubborn and annoying but one thing she can't deal with is silence it eats her up faster than any poison. Darkness breaks her more than a chemical would.