Wendy Psycho Novels & Stories

For three years, I worked three jobs a day to send Wendy Stallone to university. In the end, I ended up doing all the chores at home as well. On the day Wendy graduated, the Stallone family came to bring her back to the family, and she turned into a socialite overnight. Everyone said my years of hardship had ended, and I was about to become rich. During the celebration party, Clark Quinn, Wendy’s childhood friend, sat beside her like he was born to orbit around her and asked me whether it was time for me to step aside. Wendy said nothing and just toyed with Clark’s fingers. Under the dazzling lights, I stared at her and asked calmly, “Are we going to break up?” She was stunned for

I see her start to freeze, then she pushes through it, leaping at her father who is shocked and unready for her attack. “Yes, Wendy!” Warren shouts happily when she sweeps her legs behind his and takes him down. She stares at him a moment then runs and leaps into my arms. “I did it!” “Of course you did!” I say hugging her tightly. “Is this what you two were doing out here yesterday?” Yorick says from beside us. Wendy immediately pulls away from me as I turn to face her brother. “Your family wasn’t pushing her. I did. We needed her to work through her mental block before she came to the Academy. Her weakness becomes our weakness,” I tell him honestly.

“I have a bad feeling about this.” “What’s the worst that could happen?” she asked calmly, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I looked at her, biting my lip. “The worst? Tyler seeing me. I really don’t want to see him. Another worst thing… What if the results come back positive? I’ll look… stupid. Like I didn’t know what I was getting into.” “You’re not going to feel stupid,” Wendy said firmly. “The person who’s really caught up in this is Tyler. I know it sounds crazy, but imagine he is the father. He’s going to be in a tight spot too because he wants you.”

“Do you know who my mother is? Vivian is such a gentle person. What reason would she have to hurt her?!” Wendy suddenly laughed until her eyes were red. He believed everyone except her. She reached for the call button on the bedside. When the nurse arrived, Wendy said directly, “Call the police.” Miles’ face went pale. “Are you out of your mind?” … The police soon arrived. When they asked questions, Miles cut them off with a cold expression, “She’s mentally unstable. She has depression and often thinks people are out to get her.” One of the officers looked at Wendy skeptically.

Best fucking job ever! I knew her family had asked about her, so I waited for everyone to fall asleep before talking to Piper. Since she’s only here for a day, I know she’ll be reporting back to them on how Wendy is doing. In truth, Wendy’s biggest problem is Wendy. The attack two years ago impacted her confidence in ways that I’m only just starting to realize. She second guesses herself in everything and doesn’t recognize the value she brings to the group. I know she gets frustrated with her family’s protectiveness, but the truth is, most people would be thrilled to have so many people that care about them in this world. Besides that, Wendy is still underage, so of course her family of Alph

He'd change places with her in a heartbeat if he could. "We don't know that," Ryan said quickly. "What else do we know about the victims?" "Did Wendy say anything about the Psycho Club?" Connor asked. "Killer Club," Jade corrected. "No, nothing." "We need to talk to Wendy. Find out what she knows," Ryan said. "Good luck with that." Travis chuckled bitterly. "Her husband has her on lockdown." He curled his hands into fists. If he had the time to worry about Grayson Horton, he'd have already decked the guy.

“All men are despicable. The more you try to be nice to him, the less he will appreciate you. He will pay more attention to you if he cannot get you.” Silvia glanced at her angrily. “When did you become an emotional expert?” Wendy snorted slightly. “I became an expert after being influenced by your sensational love story.” Silvia was silent. Sensational? What was the point of it being so sensational? Didn’t it still end without a known cause in the end? Wendy pestered her and asked, “By the way, is Ryan reluctant to part with you? You’re such a beautiful woman, how could he not be moved by you all these years?”

Wendy began to panic. Saraid hugged Wendy closer to her side, “If I can get you back home today I will. I’m afraid that I won’t be strong enough.” Wendy fell the floor, hysterically crying and trembling with fear. Saraid felt a pain deep within her chest at the sight of her once cheerful, brave, and outspoken friend now reduced to a fear-stricken bag of tears. She knew that even if she rescued Wendy today, it would take years to heal the emotional scars this experience has left behind. If I get my hands on you, I will kill you James.

Wendy asked in an agitated voice because of the huge sum of money she would get after completing the plan. But Nancy didn't notice that her voice sounded agitated. "Okay" Nancy agreed. "Good! Wait for my call" Wendy said in a happy tone. Nancy noticed that something was amiss when she heard how happy Wendy sounds, "But why do you sound so happy?" She asked when she realized that something was wrong with the way she was behaving. 'Of course it was because that bitch will die soon!' Wendy thought but she didn't dare to say.

The caretaker said I did, but I visited her once, cried, and went to take care of Summer. Wendy said nothing for a long, long time after that. She stared at the ceiling for a long time. She went overseas for treatment and stayed in Soland for eight months. She spent every single day in rehabilitation. The pain would drench her in sweat every time, but she never winced or whined about it. The therapist said she had an iron will. She couldn't find any words to explain. All she knew was that she had to get better and come back to me.