Novel & Cerita You're In Love With A Psycho

Markson, instead of it being the other way around. "Love has a way of making people act foolishly. I can't believe I'm stooping so low because of love," Daniel reflected, releasing a heavy sigh as he got into his car.

Seeing Lena wasn't listening to her, she began to panic. Lena was her best friend. Even if they just met in college they had bonded with each other over the past few years, though she didn't know much about Lena's family or if they had any problems at home but, no matter what problems there should be no excuse for suicide. She decided to try and use emotional blackmail. " Lena so now you want to die huh? You want to leave everyone behind? Your mother, me, your little hamster.... What was it's name again? Robby, yes Robby, you'll leave us all behind huh? "

“Oh, Patra, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.” My smile stretched like I understood. “‘Tis okay, babe. It’s not your fault that I know how to choose the toxic ones.” She chuckled slightly, making me roll my eyes a bit. “If it makes you feel better….Charles was toxic. And Alex…but Alex is intoxicating in a way that makes you breathless and satisfied. I can’t believe he forced me to live with him…and now, I have fallen in love with him.” And in that moment, I made a vow.

" he started and I raised my brow up . "Yeah , which one are you talking about ?" I asked. "The.. the... kissing part ." he said nervously and I blushed in embarrassment and took my eyes away shyly. "What about that, though it doesn't really meant a thing ,it was just a mistake every other person could make and...." "I think I'm in love with you , psycho girl " he interpolated.

“You’re not going to stay quiet. I don’t care who overhears you. I want people to overhear you. If it’s not the talk of tomorrow’s breakfast, I didn’t do it right.” Was he some kind of sex psychic? The thought of being discovered, of people watching me or hearing me get off, fueled many of my fantasies. Though I knew no one could see, he was right, they could probably hear me, at least the upper-floor suites. Every now and then, a raucous laugh drifted up to us from the balconies below. People were still late-night partying. They would definitely hear me. When Matthew’s tongue touched me again, I let go. “Oh fuck!”

my sister fiddles with her nails in a madam pose. "Something tells me he won't care" I expound my thought, because by the way he looks at her...I know that look, it's the same look my fiancé gives me and when it settles there, it's irreversible. These men already have a crazy and sadistic nature, in love they become eight times more volatile and it is proven, they are capable of unspeakable madness.

"How about you come to my hotel room tonight? I’ve booked the penthouse in Gardenia." I try not to say anything I’ll regret, just like when I agreed to make a deal with this Psycho. If I have other choices, I will not even consider asking for his help. However, my options are limited. And giving him what he wants is the price I have to pay for this deal. He can have my body, but from hereon, I will have my freedom. "I understand. I’ll see you tonight," I say before getting inside the car waiting for me.

“Just go to bed and stop thinking about someone that can't be yours," That seemed to enrage Luciano and he gripped Lucas by the collar sneering on his face. “I love Sophia. Don’t ever try to talk me out of my feelings," Lucas pushed Luciano away harshly. “Are you fucking insane?" "Yes!” Luciano snapped. “I’m fucking insane because I'm in love," "Don't you get it, Luciano?" Lucas asked, anger looming over his features. “You’ll end up getting hurt!" "Why the fuck will I get hurt?"

"No! That’s impossible! Liam wasn’t involved, Julie! Please, let him go! If you don’t want to marry him, I will! Julie, I’m begging you!" Elizah became hysterical, tears streaming down her face, her voice heart-wrenching. Julie could do nothing but administer another dose of the sedative. A few days later, after their mother left, Julie had no choice but to send Elizah to a mental health facility.

Even just for today. I was just sitting in my bed looking nowhere. I saw my laptop in my bedside table. I picked it up and opened it. I opened my Spotify app and played my favorite song. The One That Got Away I don’t know why I love this so much, but one thing is for sure. The beat is amazing and peaceful, but at the same time, the words are knives piercing through my heart. I sang to the song and enjoy myself. In another life I would be your girl