She's Sweet But A Psycho Novels & Stories

she smiled and walked straight to the oven and let out a delightful sigh when she saw the grilled cheese sandwich. I was about to leave her to enjoy her dinner when she told me to stay. "Come on, I don't have anything to do. I can't work since Nero still forbids me to go out and the man can be very persuasive in his ways." She winked and I couldn't contain my blank expression. This little human can pull out anyone's humorous expression whenever she's around. It was strange. Considering that she's a psychopath, though I do think she was bordering on sociopath. But still, her blood lust was probably what made her fit perfectly with us. The woman didn't even flinch when I poured the warm blood

“How do you even think you have the ability to stop me? If I wanted to have you, I'd have you anywhere, anytime, and anyhow. You don’t have a say, Sorelvah.” The way she reacted and the look on her face sent a sharp thrill through me, and I wanted to push her more. “You're… you're a psycho.” She rasped. A smirk tugged at my lips. “Thinking about it… I might really want to sleep with you. See how that sharp mouth of yours works. You a screamer? A moaner? Or you—” “Stop it! Stop it!” Her voice broke as she yelled. She was shaking now.

The crack of the sweet between her teeth irritated my ears. "You think you can win my heart like this?" I asked. She got up and strode towards me, staring up at me. "If you think I did this to win you over, then you're pretty dumb." She cracked the sweet between her teeth again, a wide grin on her lips that I felt like slapping off. "I've tried being sweet and lovely. But that doesn't work with you. You prefer fear." She walked back to her seat. "Next time, follow her around like a thirsty man, and I'll do worse." She picked up her phone and began reading the news articles.

I mean, compared to when you first started out—was it five years ago? ‘Yes. It was. And I don’t think I’ll ever forget that first feeling. Turned it into a song too….’ I am a psycho — my eyes read the screen, sifting out odd arrangements of words and letters —. Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… Ripped you apart, you want… Out of this world, you want…

I slowed down and tried to catch my breath as I saw that familiar hair and cap standing in front of a popcorn stand. She was smiling… Fucking bitch! She was smiling so sweetly at the guy selling the popcorn! Smiling like she didn't try to kill someone! No wonder I wasn't able to figure out the fact that she was the one all along. She was just too good at pretense. A ruthless psychopath!

She says then smiling, and when I mean smiling one of those fake ones as she sipped her cappuccino. “What?, Steal Damien. He's not an object that you can have, steal, consume or possess.”I say in a surprisingly clear and bold voice, even if my insides were as soft as jelly. “No. You see that's where you're wrong, Damien is mine and mine alone”She then says Sharply with a crazed look on her face. “oh well there you have it, just when I thought the whole crazy was gone now the psycho look is back”I thought grimacing.

she panted, voice shaky and furious. I leaned closer with a taunting smile plastered smugly on my face. “To torture you, baby. To give you everything… but never let you finish.” “You psycho!” she spat. “Whoever goes on a date with a psycho,” I drawled, swirling the wine in my glass, “should have themselves to blame for whatever misery befalls them.” She gripped her glass so hard I thought it would shatter, lips pressed tight like she was holding back every curse in the book.

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

I bluff her, before I slid two fingers in as I continue to lick her and tasting her sweetness, I feel her clenching muscle inside, I knew her building pleasure is coming, a few more suck and licks and I'm rewarded by her delicious release. I climb up to her, I see her eyes close and her chest panting up and down, I line my cock between her folds, her juices are coming out and my hard cock struts perfectly inside her easily. I've never had such a good pussy as hers. My thrust started slow as I see her get into it I started speeding up my pace. I could tell she likes this as she moans in pleasure of waves. I kiss her breast and sucks on it. I feel her body heating and she arched her back fr

Was she doing this to show her claim on him to me? I thought I saw an irritated look went past Ace's features, I guess I saw wrong, she was his girlfriend after all. She regarded me with a too sweet smile when they finally pulled away. "Hey nerd, it's no pleasure meeting you " she drawled in her fake accent. I met Ace's gaze, then took a quick glance around, how did it get so dark? I really need to get going! Ignoring her, I straightened down to gather my sketchbook .