Technoblade Sadist Novels & Stories

I asked him, unable to help myself. He turned back to me and smiled before saying, “That’s Jude’s wolf. He’s the most psychotic out of the two. He’s even more possessive than Tai. He will hit first and not worry about asking anything later. Bit of advice, If you fight him like you did Tai it may not end well. Good luck.” He stepped backward into the portal, his eyes on Mizuki all the way till it swallowed him up. “I can’t fucking believe this.” Blake said, sitting on the sofa.

Alex stood up from his seat, before Raymond could say any further, he saw himself pinned against the wall, Alex hand flew to his neck, as he grabbed his throat, he watched Raymond fight helpless for a chance to breathe again, " If you mess with me using my mother's death, I will not only kill you, I will make sure you have a very painful death, burn your body, and scatter your ashes to the four corners of the earth, If you....."

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

I would be so glad the moment that happened because at last, I made it. I again look at Carmen's eyes and turned my gaze to Dash who was waiting for me to talk and tell them my decision. This is final. I will do it for myself and for my future plans. I won't erase you in my system, Blade. Rather, I'll make your face as a board for my darts and your heart as the target of my flaming arrows. You haven't met the other side of me yet and yes, I'm planning to ruin you from the inside and tear you apart on the outside. That'll be your punishment and the end of your damn useless life.

“By the way, I saw your latest artwork. It was good but it would have been better if you didn’t do it in the public bathroom. There’s the congress and senate, Basti. “Had you fed in those places, I probably wouldn’t have a problem with it. I would even happily hand over some of the congressmen and the senators to you including your daddy dearest.” Blade’s eyes narrowed as he grabbed my neck and lifted me with just one hand. The more I try to free myself, the more his grip tightens. “But you failed to do that.” Steven and Leo tried attacking him but with just one look, the two dropped on the ground, screeching from pain.

Later, they became mercenaries who lived on the edge of blade and had never lost a battle. “Why come after me now?” Lenin demanded, desperation creeping into his voice. He knew he had nowhere to run. If his men were all taken out, then that would only mean one thing, he was no match for them. These men were truly devils in human skin. “You destroyed everything… I have nothing left….” He nearly shouted, his voice broken and wavering “I have never crossed you… Why won’t you leave me alone?” “Weren’t you a Walter?” Night Blade mocked, “How can you have nothing?”

His men had done quite an impressive job on their victim. Leaning forward, a sharp tool flashed in his tattooed hands as he spoke ...his personal favourite weapon. A double blade dagger with his initials engraved on its side "This is what we're going to continue doing, for every wrong answer you give I'll rip off one of your body parts ...there's plenty you don't need to be alive" he paused, to see the desired effect of his words on the man.

I literally have zero control on my speech because I have spent most of my life torturing the criminals which Brendon tosses inside the dungeon. Actually my favourite pastime game is abusing and torturing criminals. I like making them beg for death. I like seeing their bodies releasing blood. I like piercing hot iron into the eyes of criminals. There are many more horrifying stuffs which I usually do in the pack. I am not called madman for only being a d**k. One might start hating me and call me a monster when they find out what I do for a pastime. But do I feel sorry or embarrassed? No! I don't feel anything.

I kept nodding as I remembered what he was saying. “I remember that. You keep on saying, ‘I’m tired. I want to die. I want to hang myself to death. I want to jump off of this building. I want to poison myself. I want to cut my wrist’ and the like.You’re really messed up that time,” I said straightforwardly. “Yeah right?” He sniffed. I stared at him and waited for him to talk again. “Levi...” he mumbled as he slumped to the floor.

She scolded. "Can we play with her? Please, mom?" The boy in the blue shirt said. "Do you want to see my toy collection?" The one with light-colored eyes pouted. “You are Liam, right?” She bent down to his level. He gasped in surprise, “How do you know my name?”