Sociopath Quiz Novels & Stories

“The woman is not who I am worried about, I am worried about Axell! Don't you know how crazy he can be when he wants something? He does everything in his power to get it! He is a psychopath! Haven't you noticed that?” I screamed at the top of my voice.

“He was flagged in a couple of psychiatric trials as a subject. Years ago. Something about dampened affect response. Detachment disorder. Closest label would be primary psychopathy with elevated mimicry traits.” I frowned. “English, please.” The man chuckled, dry. “He doesn’t feel much, not guilt, not empathy. But he’s learned to fake it. Really well. A social chameleon. The kind who mirrors emotions instead of feeling them. They can pass as normal for years—decades—until one crack shows.” The air in my lungs felt colder. Denser. “Thanks,” I said, and hung up. It didn’t make me feel better. If anything, it confirmed what I already feared.

By the time he reached the part about Chicago, my blood had begun to run cold. “The Dr said three years ago, Chris killed a boy he was seeing,” Zayne continued, “and that his parents covered it up and sent him to the psychiatric hospital- where the doctor used to work. Dr Smith later realized that Chris needed special attention after some sessions with him, and recommended a higher psychiatric facility, but he stabbed the doctor before they could transfer him. Jer…Chris is a diagnosed sociopath.” My jaw tightened until it hurt. Why am I believing this so easily- at the same time the revelation is shredding my heart into pieces. I should be doubting this, telling Zayne he’s bluffing, but… my

"Your Honor, the psychological evaluation report on Ronald Werther's youngest son, Thomas Werther, has been completed. I believe this report has significant bearing on the nature of this case." The judge permitted him to speak. The psychiatrist took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping across the courtroom before finally landing on the gaunt, hollow figure in the defendant's box. "After joint consultations among multiple specialists and brain scan comparisons, we have reached a very rare but definitive conclusion." The psychiatrist paused and enunciated each word clearly, "Thomas Werther suffers from an extremely severe, congenital case of Antisocial Personality Disorder. In layman's terms, he i

Yes, he was a sociopath, but he was a high functioning sociopath. From the outside, everyone could hear the cries and scream of the woman, but they were hopeless, none of them said or did anything. All of them were hopeless, and all they could do was to hope, that one day someone would stop this monster. Would that day ever come?

Flashback : Sebastian My life is built on well-drawn lines and impeccably connected patterns. I'm a man of reason, strategy, and, most importantly, control. This is often accompanied by a seductive sense of manic fixation. Some might say I'm just... a sociopath. A perfect representation of plot holes and uncertain outcomes. A little too black to be grey. Too grey to be black.

I stare sideways at him with a grin. He sighed, giving me a pity-look, just the one I hated the most. "You find me pitiful?" My tongue roll over my teeth in a scoff. "No, you're a psychopath," a laugh that lasted only a second burst out of his lips. "You're lonely, but you sure have one weird way of solving that.. i only sympathize with your victim and the reporters that thinks they've got a big scoop everytime it happens when they're just pawns on your chess board,"

I asked, confused. “Well in case you couldn't tell I’m a sociopath, I know big surprise right?” He smiled ‘It’s fine though it works for me. I don't have to feel things like love or remorse.” “You were so nice to me before, you saved me in the woods. You helped me get to my friends house. I just don't understand.” I asked, my mind was spinning. I still wasn't sure if Syrus was good or bad, or what he wanted with me.

"Salut…" A smiley voice interrupted her but the green coats gave it all away. Do you know that moment where you just decide between being the biggest asshole in the world or to just do the needful because the person you are dealing with might be a potential psychopath and is a complete sociopath, well today was just about to get really shit to be honest. When Azariah realised no one was willing to answer him or even turn around to look at him as if they was going to turn into a fucking pillar of salt he immediately understood.

I just cannot accept it. "Because of how bad they are as people, you are referring to them as evils, and the reason for this is the dreadful character they possess. But are you aware of the one who poses the greatest threat to humanity on this planet? Someone who maintains a pleasant outward demeanour toward you while harbouring malicious intent against you on the inside is a sociopath. This group of individuals is outrageously cruel to the rest of humanity!"