Sociopath Book Novels & Stories

he says, "He's off drugs and on real medication for his… disorder. He's as good as he can be." "And he dares to judge me making you a little sad for a year? When he brought so much doom on a fucking kid? I want to..." I close my eyes and force myself to calm down. Going against a sociopath with a slaughterhouse is not a smart move. But I can still do something against him, "Do you know he wants to fuck Daisy?"

Lucas pulls her closer. “I watched my best friend of years commit a calculated, premeditated crime. And then I watched her play victim so convincingly that I believed every word. Every tear. Every trembling confession.” I wipe my eyes roughly. “I’m a smart woman. I run a successful company. I’m not naive or stupid. But I was completely, utterly fooled. And that terrifies me.” “That’s not your fault,” Derek says quietly. “Sophie is a sociopath. She knew exactly how to manipulate you.”

“But Peter is a potential criminal; he can't just be out there without professional support. Which makes me worry about you. Are you really okay? People like Peter don't feel remorse about anything and can end up hurting even those close to them. You really must stay away from him, or you yourself will be in danger.” I hung up the call on her face, putting the device back on the payphone. I was scared and bewildered; there was too much information for just one moment. Not only that, but I mean, of course I had noticed that Peter's behavior was not normal; his attitudes towards social issues were really marginal, but I thought it was all due to a tantrum or because he was just a troubled teen

As for the break, I meant not to get bored with her games and decide to hurt Rita. I don't think so, there's little chance of that happening. In my experience, a sociopath does not rest, she is always looking for new things to do. This can be scary because it could in one way or another endanger Rita's life, but only if she feels threatened. Otherwise no. A sociopath likes to play, to make his victim tremble with fear, and ask for mercy. He likes to make others suffer through various tricks. The suffering of others feeds his or her ego in a way that is difficult for us normal people to understand.

DUNCAN POV Sociopaths are real, evil, and unscrupulous. And I am an idiot who thought that there might be a little bit of goodness in them. That’s how I summed up my situation with a burning itch of resignation. Seated in the doctor’s office, drowning in the bottomless sea of my own thoughts as I waited for students to just disperse the fuck off so I could get a chance to see Crystal, I knew I was an inch before injuring someone.

“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.”

" Clarked was puzzled as Rachel pulled him to sit with her in the sitting room. She showed him Christy's page and every single post she posted about him. The comments and number of likes. The way she showed obsession, her unhealthy way of liking and commenting on his photos, and her neutral posts about his life and businesses. How she was following all his employed heads of different departments of his company and how she followed his company's main social media page. Christy was a sociopath. " We need to inform the police about her, I feel unsafe." " NO, NO.... I am going to have a word with her tomorrow. If she continues then we will involve the police.". Rachel bawled Rachel told a blatan

What was that beautiful man planning now or had he run out of ways to ruin my life? But, a part of me desperately wanted to believe him. Maybe, it was possible that he was falling for me since we had been spending a lot of time together. Or maybe he felt a little attraction for me which made him confused. Yeah, that was right. He was probably confused. I didn’t like the idea of thinking that Noah had lied about something so sensitive. He did not seem like a person who would pull off lies so easily but then again that’s what sociopaths do best. Lying and manipulating people.

I couldn't really think of anything else to do just then. I made it pretty far through before I fell asleep again. It was easy to read, largely because it was tripe. I'd taken basic psychology and sociology, and this was your standard b-grade cult recruitment literature. A whole lot of promises of personal development and fellowship, with very few facts. I could see lurking in the background of the text the standard tools of the charismatic psychopath: breaking down the personality, making them dependent on you for all things, making leaving seem impossible, separating families, and instilling fanatical devotion. He was, naturally, the only cure for a corrupt and unhappy world.

“Right, Stematography.” “You’re not even sure of the concept,” I parrot. “Tristan… sorry, he-who’s-dead to me is unstable. He’s a sociopath with antisocial disorder. Of course, he has a pattern. Even Dahmer had a pattern.” “We’ve searched every hidden place,” Damon completely ignores my protests and ambles to the center of the room. “What do you see in plain sight?” “I see your stupidity.” “No, I mean plain sight,” he says, popping the ‘P.’