Technoblade Sadist Novels & Stories

This fucker was supposed to be one of the good guys and here he was taking pleasure out of this sick display of degradation. It made me physically ill as I watched on for what seemed like forever. Tears streamed down Tel’annas’s face but did little to alleviate the despair that had taken hold of me. Blaze ripped his dick out of her mouth and dragged her over to a bench I hadn’t noticed and strapped her down. That was the final straw for me, slamming the laptop closed, I wrenched it from the wall and threw it across the room.

She couldn't see clearly due to the tears that left her near-blinded. She sniffed, cleaning the snot that had rolled down her nose, as she voiced out to her mom. "Well, mummy, sorry to disappoint you but I would never, ever accept him as my father, and you know why? I will tell you why. Because no father of mine, would ever do the things that he is doing to me". Before she could drop the last words, Dansanisa gave her a hard slap on the face.

I wasn’t surprised to see satisfaction and pride radiating from him. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Dante winked, giving me a cheeky grin, and I want to claw at his eyes. “Have I told you you are a sadist?” I growled, turning my embarrassment into anger. “An egoistic, narcissistic sadist?” He didn’t seem the least bit offended by my words. Heck, he looked like he was basking in my insults. I swear he wasn’t just a sadist but a masochist too.

Stone leans back against the trunk, one tattooed arm crossed over his chest while the other brings the cigarette to his lips. That boy is Satan's spawn with a mouth of broken glass that spit words meant to make people bleed. Being his neighbour doesn't stop me from being intimidated. Hearing him yell at his father, the crash of glass breaking… it only solidifies just how toxic he is. His dark, blue-tinted hair is shaved on the sides, leaving a messy tuff on top. Strands fall into his dark, onyx eyes. They pierce into me, sharp and unyielding. Before I was at the bottom of the food chain, I once witnessed him cutting a boy's cheek with the pocket knife he always has on him. I later found out

Over my dead body you tyrants! This moron can’t even make a difference between jealousy and resentment; I can’t even see why people call him a genius… obviously to suck up to the blonds… Suddenly he came rushing with a blade that freezes everything in its path He sent a multitude of ice slashes towards Satania…

I was fuming and I was making him have it all, angrily unburdening everything I've always thought. "You're nothing more than an arrogant, self centered, prick, who deserves to die a thousand deaths because you are toxic to this world!" "You know pretty boy, your ego is so shitting colossal, I could travel the world and I still wouldn't have even traveled half the size of it." Blade was silently chuckling as I continued to jab him in the chest and rant. My chest was heaving and I glared at him, just wanting to slap that grin from his face and also break a few facial bones in the process.

Damon's pov Sunday 4th July 2021 ***************************** I don't enjoy going to see Orion but it's a necessary evil. If I stop going Marcus will kick me out of the club and then I'll have nothing that I enjoy. I enjoy hurting people. That's really the only thing that makes me happy. I'm diagnosed with a severe form of Antisocial Personality Disorder. Which means I'm a psychopath. I lack empathy and remorse which means I have no issue in manipulating people for my own gain. All Orion's words of course, I don't see how that's a bad thing, I think more people in the world should be selfish to get on top.

And the worst part of it all was that Lance was a violent man. He was the kind of alpha who actually enjoyed ripping his prey apart, limb by limb. If he was here now, at this time period, then it could only mean one thing; Adrian had enlisted his help. Damien’s expression hardened the moment he heard those words. Beside him, Blade stared at me with raised brows. “I’ve got a question though,” he said, his eyes still filled with confusion, “How exactly did you know that?” I shook my head and shrugged. I couldn’t exactly tell him that it was an experience from my past life. So, I answered as quickly as I could,

I folded my arms “ you know you are this close to being hang to death , I also know that you are lying - I don’t think you want to lie to me , I know about that sick society of yours and I know that you like to get off watching others going through a round of torture believe me , if I want - I can actually easily replace you with the one getting tortured while the others watch you . I know that you are involvement , and I also know that your technical skills are good but you are the helping hand who helped the person who killed an innocent girl and harmed another because of their sick fetishes - so who is it ?” “ We do know that you like to watch the show “ said Conan “ I think you are lying

Briella looked thrilled, gazing at Woody with an expression full of excitement. "Young man, the fact that you can remain so calm in my presence only points to one thing." Ghost Blade picked up a sharp knife with barbs and said with a sinister tone, "You obviously don't know who I am, which is why ignorance makes you fearless. "Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Ghost Blade. Very soon, you'll truly understand why I have this name, because I'm going to peel your skin off inch by inch and lay it in front of you!