Deranged Stories

Story about a so called dangerous girl named Jayde. She was just released from psych. everyone is terrified of her but Maritza sees something special in her no matter how dangerous Jayde is. Jayde/g!p x Maritza P.S Jayde has a mental disorder

A blessed family. The Rathores were often called the blessed family. Blessed by generational wealth, blessed with nobility that ran in their veins, blessed by their very human nature. They were good people, powerful people- almost an oxymoron in the current world. Everyone looked up to them- the perfect family. What happens when a wild card is forced into this perfect family, breaking this house of cards. Azaan Khan was perfectly alright being the orphan with no roots. He was perfectly alright living his life seeking blood and thrills, cradling the remains of his heart until it beat itself to death. He was perfectly alright waiting for death. But then he is forced, handcuffed to a family he knows nothing of, and wants nothing from. Ranveer Singh Rathore was perfectly fine, looking after his weakened father, raising his brothers. The pain of losing his mother and youngest brother had dulled after these many years. He did wonder about them sometimes, but it was a well healed wound... or so he thought until a boy bearing his brother's fingerprints surfaces. Anguish wrecks his father, unease unsettles his brothers, and he himself is at loss at what to do. He adores the stranger that holds his brother's blood- but while he had fixed his family- can he fix what was broken beyond repair? Basically what if a perfectly normal family meets a boy who would leap off a building for fun.

Im blocked. Just gonna write the first chapter, see how it works. Because its basically the same plot as my other story Obsessed, only that the aproach is different. Im gonna try changing the dinamic. Like, how I usually tell the whole thing. PLEASE let me know what y'all think. ;/

A collection of short boyxboy stories I wrote involving male pregnancy, scary tales with twists and turns coming from my weird imagination. Evil Lives Inside "Well the story goes...At the tender age of six he began wandering out into the woods near by and dissecting small animals to see what was inside. He craved the sight of blood, the taste of it. The older he became the more he dreamt of committing the perfect crime by painting the walls red covered in blood. Torture and harm towards everyone who belittled him into nothing or even looked at him as if he was a freak of nature...." Sick Twisted Love He causes my nightmares. He gives them to me and never makes them go away. He brought me into his world full of despair and pain. I can't leave. I can never leave because he won't let me. He says he went through a lot of planning, waiting for the perfect person to come along. He didn't pick me at random walking home on a dark school night by myself.

Hi there friend. This book will solely be a collection of on the moment thoughts and rants. Read if you wish.

where the free spirit roams and the church girl cries, life was all fun and games until the sight of death met her eyes.

There's something different about this world. Something disastrous. Something monstrous. Something inhumane. The people here, they see life differently. They live atrociously with no recollection to what the world used to be. Carson Tolliver is from a time of technological advancements. Her entire life, Carson strived to achieve her goals and become the person her parents envisioned her to be. Carson is surprised to find herself in the terrifying new world where the goal of humans is to survive. Like all people in this world, Carson has changed, and not exactly for the better. She discovers that despite the terrifying creatures of this disastrous planet, her real enemy is someone she never imagined being terrified of. Herself. Maybe her journey through this monster-infested world would be better with someone by her side. After all, in this world there are two types of people, those confused like Carson, and those who are deranged.

Aubrey is a 14 year old girl living in UK. She recently broke up with her boyfriend, Logan, a month ago. He's now with a girl called Chloe but things for them haven't worked out. This book contains arguing, being rude, and most important Chaotic Love.

If you hate rats, you will detest this story.

A spirit is on a warpath of vengeance and it doesn't care who it has to harm in order to end the life that ended theirs.

This is my own creepypasta. i have nothing to say other than enjoy!

It's always raining when this happens. Maybe to set the mood, maybe just coincidence. But here I am again, staring at the body in front of me. Cold, still, familiar. And I ask myself, like every time: Where am I going to put this one?

❝A dark stream of black hair spilled over her shoulders, lighter than air and softer than water, bordering her luminous face. Light danced across pleasingly symmetrical features, deep blue eyes welling up with unshed tears, urging to be released. Victoria, the name on the tip of my tongue, the name of the girl whose words always stung. Barefoot, labyrinthine Tori, stained in blood, swaying in the middle of a rainstorm, grinning up at me with a menacing beam reflecting my own.❞ 14+ Copyright © 2015

[Sequel to Psychotic] After crashing with the past, Jeff had almost lost sight of his purpose and was inches away from appealing back to his former human conditions. But with no choice but to reject the soul that had deceived and betrayed him, Jeff freed himself from partaking on the path that lead back into her arms. Unfortunately, the past is never finished with torturing you. And when it comes back, it comes with a vengeance. Increasing pressure and monumental revelations only make things worse. Now Jeff is faced with the ultimate challenge between loving her, or ripping her head off without taking everyone, including himself, down with her.

My boyfriend and I are kind of writing this together so whats better to write about rather than thoughts and love. I guess you could say this is a blog, we were going for a "diary of an oxygen thief" feeling. Enjoy!

She needed help paying rent, so she allowed the idea of renting her rooms. This was both genius, and idiocy. It ends with her living in the same house as a psychopath with little patience.

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results Then why does Elyssa Tucson watch her results unfold with grace and simplicity with no hesitation. No change, just did it. Her mind was built to be a warrior. built to be a killer, and she has a built-in phycosis that drove her to the— “deranged state she's in! She murdered children!” bellowed Curtis. He took a treacherous step foreword, his voice lowering as his eyes searched the strong looks of dirt covered civilians. “She is crazy, you see this—” A face of a man caught his gaze, “she is not. You don't know her!” “Damned if I don't!” Curtis snarled, glaring at the blue, watered down eyes. “You people damn near lost it. Y'all are all sick,” he hauled his gaze to a water fall of gold locks, rounding a young girls face. “Most of you shouldn't even be here.” Some people shuffled their feet on the streets surface; some stared at Curtis like he was the mad man, and it made his mouth dry. “Elyssa Tucson is insane. Elyssa Tucson is deranged. . . ” Copyright © 2014 by Erich Colston

"I'd glimpsed the monster behind the human...and now I can't go back."

You flicked your cigarette as the sound of sirens in the distance blared it's mockery at you. You looked down at your shoes drenched in crimson. You put your cigarette out and stood up, raising your hands as the police pulled in. They proceeded to take you away, away from your own personal hell.

Jia had never expected to return to California, to move from a quiet English town to the buzzing Beverly Hills, where money and beauty is all that matters, where partying on the beach till 3 in the morning is normal. More than anything, she was not expecting to find her best friend, still living in the same town, still acting the same, just Gabriel. But, Jia has a secret. No-one knows the real reason why she moved back to Beverly Hills, that her boyfriend got too serious, that it got to a point where he would threaten her to such an extent that Jia couldn't leave the house. She was all over the news, everyone knew who she was, which was why she had to move back to Beverly Hills, where no one would look further than money, and beauty.