Wendy Psycho Novels & Stories

Nothing about the cold shower was able to relieve him from his misery. Wendy was like crack. Like a drug that he was addicted to. His body wanted her despite the fact that it was impossible. And he was having crazy withdrawal symptoms. 'I want you to say you're sorry.' Wendy's voice had gone down many decibels. Her eyes were dilated. And her breathing was laboured. 'Fuck' She murmured. What the hell did this man have on her? 'Apologise? What for? You are just one sick person.' He started to walk away but turned back quickly when he caught something in her eyes.

Christopher also sighed despondently and said, “Wendy, you’re right...” Wendy was silent for a moment as if she had made some kind of decision. She suddenly restarted the car and made a right turn at the intersection where she should be going straight, then spoke up and said, “Forget it. I’ll send you two to the hospital right now! You should hurry up and recover from your injuries so that you can go out and find a decent job after you recover!”

Jan….. Wendy was the daughter of the people who moved in next door. She was very pretty with a hot body. I wished I had looked like that at her age. We became friends instantly. They had all lived on a farm, and Wendy was home schooled. She had no contact with kids her age. I had one fantasy that kept coming back and never left my mind, wanting it more and more for a long time. Wendy was just right to at least try and get her to help me fulfill my fantasy.

As she took a step forward, ready to fight, inducers were fired into her body to make her sleep. She turned her eyes toward her gang, trying to fight the sleep. Anger rose as she was about to lose control. Then another inducer pierced her body. She fell. Before she hit the ground, they pushed a floater toward her. Silence followed as her eyes closed, breaths controlled, bodies shaking with fear. Someone whispered, “She’s a psychopath. Don’t you know her nickname?” Another followed, “She’s called The Psycho Queen.” “Damn! Who’s gonna carry her now? Absolutely not me,” a bald man said. “That girl terrifies me. I can’t get over when she flipped me over. Even unconscious, she’s scary.”

Wendy yelled and hung up 'What on earth? Thought they annihilated everybody at the mansion that day? This girl, no wonder I didn't like her.. She somehow crawled her way out of that place that night... Damn it, now she finally crawled her way back into our lives? Its no wonder Ivy confessed she must have known everything, hope she doesn't tell my son about what I've done. Something needs to pop up so I use it against her I am not going down that easily without a fight' Wendy thought as she keeps pacing about in her room... ~~~~

It was normal for the sect to produce several disciples with strange personalities. Ten years ago, Wendy fell in love with a fisherman at Great Nether Lake. However, the man already had a wife and children. In order to get the man, she killed his wife and children. In her excitement, Wendy did to them what she did to the little animals. After that, she forced the man to get into bed with her. The man refused to give in, and Wendy ended up killing him as well. Such matters were normal with a member of an unorthodox sect.

After ensuring Wendy was comfortable, Jerry left her to begin the task she had for the day. Within a short time, Wendy had attended to seventy percent of the tasks she had for the day. Soon, it was lunch time. Wendy watched some of her colleagues move out to have a break. Wendy was puzzled when a lady came to her desk wearing a bright smile. “You must be Wendy and I am Priscy. I work with the human relations unit. Mister Jerry has told us about you.” The lady spoke. “Wow, nice to meet you, Priscy.” Wendy said.

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They were all thinking about how they could find the one and only young master. And this was not the problem with other people. This matter must not be out to the public. There must not be a single bad rumor about The Wayne family. Because one rumor will also lead people to other wild speculation that might be close to the real fact. Suddenly the door opened and the doctor got out. They all stood and Mrs. Wayne was the first to approach him. “Is she okay now, doctor?” She asked. “Yes. And she is awake already. She’s been traumatized and is still in her panic state. I suggest that you need to talk to her really carefully. As for her wounds, I’ll give you the prescription.” He spoke with all o

Wendy screamed, "Lance, if you walk away today, I'll jump from the second floor!" Lance paused. When he looked at Wendy standing on the balcony, he only felt more irritated. He then quickened his pace and left. The next second, Wendy really jumped. "Wendy!" … At the hospital, the doctor emerged from the ER. He said, "Mr. and Mrs. Walker, don't worry. Ms. Wendy only has some minor injuries." "But she donated a kidney before, and she's had some hallucinations from past trauma. Doctor, please do a full examination on her," Gemma said, still feeling uneasy.