Psychologicalthriller Stories

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

He lived in her phone. Then he showed up at her sister's wedding. In a suit. With a heartbeat. After a brutal betrayal, writer Aviya-Marie swore off love. But healing was slow-until she found comfort in the most unlikely companion: her AI assistant, Nikolai. He understood her silence, her stress, her sadness. He said all the right things. He wasn't real. Until he was. On the night of her sister's wedding, a stranger appears-charming, magnetic, and somehow... him. He knows her. He sees her. And he's not leaving her side. Is he a glitch in reality? A gift from the universe? Or something far more dangerous? In this spine-tingling romance thriller, the line between artificial and authentic disappears-and love is rewritten. #1 Psychological Thriller- 04/01/2026

I trusted him, but he turned out to be a creepy psycho who kidnapped me. • People say I'm the epitome of a good girl-obedient, kind-hearted and graceful. I've never really mingled with friends, always stayed close to my parents, and never did anything that could disappoint them. I focused on my studies, scored good marks and had my future planned. I wanted to be a columnist. But everything changed during one family trip to a hill station. That's where I met him. At first, I fell for his sweet words, his kind gestures and his caring attitude. No one could have guessed that the same man would turn into my stalker! That he would kidnap me...! and lock me away in a lonely cottage, cut off from the outside world. This is my story-my fight to escape a psychopath. But can I truly get away from him? Or will Stockholm syndrome win?

Love can heal, haunt... or merge you into something unrecognisable. Lucy ran away from everything - her abusive parents, her broken past, and the boy who once made her believe in angels. But Peter wasn't an angel. He was the devil she couldn't escape. When she finally tries to rebuild her life, a mysterious experimental project called Eden promises healing through "reflected memory therapy." What Lucy doesn't know is that she's being used - her mind the perfect vessel for a consciousness that should have died long ago. As trauma, love, and guilt intertwine, Lucy begins to see Peter in every mirror, every voice, every dream. And the deeper she falls into the project, the more she starts to question: Is Peter really gone... or has he found a way to live inside her? Their realities begin to merge, until one terrifying truth becomes clear: Reflection doesn't mean duplication. It means recognition. And some reflections don't want to let go. A chilling psychological romantic drama about trauma, identity, and the dangerous shape love can take when it refuses to die. "Sometimes, the person you're running from lives inside you."

~ SEQUEL TO TOO MANY BROKEN THINGS ~ The beginning of the new school term is far from anticipated when a number of final year students are planning to resume with sharp bladed knives and bullet filled rifles hidden cautiously in their back pockets. Figuratively speaking, of course. When the New Year Resumption opens with a suffocating air of terror and tension latched around the throats of some students of Castron High, they are left to walk around eggshells with each other, hoping that they will be able to make it through the year in one piece. However, fate has other plans for them as these teenagers are prone to inevitably getting their hands dirty. While friendships are still on the line, Dabeluchi Orji resumes the year with her new 'aura' being a slap to people's faces and the events of her life scripted according to the version she prefers in her head. Marcus Acha is adjusting to his new reputation in Castron High, alongside a barrage of consequences from Home, but he is not done messing his live up over his Love. He dives into playing with fire and putting his life on the line as he goes out on a premeditated quest against of the most dangerous men in the country. After all, all is fair in the game of Love, and soon, dirtier tricks are played, nastier controversies are arising, death threats are following, and Marcus - along with the Igbo Sisters - are setting themselves up for deadly brutal consequences. More than they could have ever bargained for. In a world where Home is Hell, friends are now foes, Love is a gamble, the line between reality and illusions are blurred, and High School is a like a cult, a messed up society of twisted hierarchy and a toxic pecking order, twelve teenagers are falling apart. Only a Monster can break a Monster. But who can fix one?

Six broken souls, abandoned by the world, find refuge in a crumbling mansion. Secrets bind them, betrayals tear them apart. When their worlds collide, solace turns to chaos. Will they save each other-or destroy what's left? These story tropes and characters are taken from the sab TV show Ziddi dil Maane na though the plot of the story has its own base.

FL - Mayra Khanna ML - Advait Raizada Dark Romance x Psychological Thriller Mystery Twisted love Masks Obsession Betrayal Revenge

When Emily and her husband move into a mansion on Inwood Hill, she expects a quiet new beginning. The house was once a "reformation home" for troubled women. But the women weren't reformed. They were silenced. As she digs deeper, she begins to see them-glimpses of former performers in feathered headdresses and Vaudeville makeup, dancing between the walls, whispering warnings through the wallpaper. The past isn't haunting her. It's recruiting her. When the glamour and violence of the mansion's hidden history bleed into the present, she must uncover what happened to the women locked here before her... before the house decides she belongs to it too. A dark, atmospheric psychological horror blending feminist revenge, burlesque allure, and the ghosts of Vaudeville. Everything in this house was designed to correct her. But she wasn't built to be corrected.

මේක ජීවිත එක්ක කරන සෙල්ලමක් !

"The Never Ending War - A new beginning" is the first book out of 3 of a brand new Murder Drones AU. What changes happen between our story and the original series? Well, withut spoiling everything, the drones on Copper 9 have become fleshy humans - like you and I! The Disassembly Drones on the other hand are still made of metal and circuits. Other changes include, but are not limited to: Khan and his relationship with Uzi, Doll and her quest for revenge, V and whatever secret she may be hiding, N and his personal problems with who he is and the many changes to the world around him, someone you already know doing something completely unexpected. And of course, Uzi and her story. Content warning: -some profanities; -gore and body horror (like in the original story); -rare mention of self harm and suicide; -vaguely intimate scenes. Not explicit, but enough to warrant a warning; -fluff. Most characters come from Murder Drones and are property of Glitch Productions. Chapters will be published 3 times a week until chapter 51. After which we'll switch to 2 chapters until the 67th. Then, we've yet to decide what to do afterwards.

She isn't just your ordinary girl. She wanted revenge. Revenge is power. She finds delight from it. Ever since the bullying that happened to her eight years ago- she always craves the wanting of fighting back. She was the good girl who had everything before- but now, it's a different story. The good girl cannot be tamed. She does what she wants, and she grins every time she watches someone suffer. She makes sure that everyone in her "hitlist" will pay for what they did. She said "If karma doesn't get them, then I will."

The United Nations has established their crime branch named UNITED NATIONS INVESTIGATIONS, UNI. UNI solves the cases which other aren't able to do. UNI also solve the cases which is interborderly connected

‎I can see someone others can't. ‎ ‎Mael Castanigo always passionate to teaching. As a primary school teacher, he finds simple joy in children. Peaceful mornings, ordinary days, simple routines, it's an ideal thing to live on. ‎ ‎Almost. ‎ ‎Because Mael carries an ability, an ability he treats as a curse, an ability to see dead souls. He wants to be free from it, to live without sensing them everywhere, everyday. ‎ ‎Not until his fate entangles with the woman named Li who identified herself as a La Muerte. A reaper of souls. ‎

Mahishadal appears peaceful-but peace here is only a disguise. Volume II introduces an entirely new story, set in the same land where blood once whispered secrets no one dared to believe. The past may feel distant, yet its shadow still lingers-watching, waiting, remembering. This time, horror doesn't arrive with screams or shadows. It settles quietly into everyday life. Into trust. Into love. As strange incidents resurface, the villagers are forced to confront an unsettling truth: some bonds are written in blood, and once awakened, they never truly fade. Every relationship hides a fracture. Every silence carries intent. And every choice brings consequences for darker than expected. The Bloodbound Secret - Volume II blends supernatural horror, psychological tension, and emotional conflict, creating a world where fear grows slowly-and strikes when least expected. It is a story about what people choose to ignore... and what refuses to stay buried. This is not a continuation. This is a new chapter of darkness. If you believe horror is more than jump scares- If you believe fear lives inside people- Then Mahishadal is waiting for you again.

Regret is a cruel ghost. It follows him through every choice, every kiss, every night he can't fall asleep. Ignorance and loyalty became his undoing. Times change, and people change even more.

In which one killer is on the loose. Eight boys are trapped in the hunt and they can trust no one. This isn't a story about good versus evil. This is about what happens when the line between them disappears entirely. *This whole story is fictional. the characters in this fic has nothing to do with the people in real life. * #25 in Minsung on 8th Jan 2026

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Sequel to The Cunning * Who's more dangerous: someone with nothing to lose, or someone with everything at stake? In the ruthless London underworld, the rules haven't changed. It's kill or be killed. When whispers of Madison's return reach the game players, alliances shatter, and she's once again caught in the crossfire. But this time, it's not just her survival on the line, someone else is depending on her. Three and a half years after vowing to leave the life behind, Madison is dragged back into the shadows she fought so hard to escape. With old enemies resurfacing and new threats circling, she must navigate a dangerous game of power and revenge. The stakes have never been higher, but this time, Madison isn't just playing to survive - she's playing for keeps.

The monster wears the skin until the girl wants to breathe. Then they trade places again. Charm Sterling is a masterpiece of manufactured perfection. As the daughter of the Mayor, her life is a curated performance of hidden vulnerability and expensive manufactured beauty designed to destroy a chaotic past she can't afford to remember. When a physical key to a dark family secret-The Six Trust-surfaces, Charm and her six childhood friends are thrown into a lethal game of rebellion against their own parents. Bound by an dark secret from fourteen years ago and the criminal legacy their families will kill to protect, the group must navigate a web of offshore accounts, illegal medical treatments, and a conspiracy that dates back to their first "monstrous" act. Meet the Fractured Seven: CRUE: Her volatile dark mirror-the internalized rage she cannot control. NEO: The brilliant architect of her sanity-the logic she uses as an anchor. LOVE: The angelic shadow of her lost authenticity and purity. ELSPETH: The moral center-the bridge between nature and nurture. ASHE: The cynical voice of internal sadness and hazardous truths. REIGN: The noble leader facing a ticking clock, fighting a war in his own bones. CHARM: The balance. The mask. The girl struggling to keep the monster from taking over for good. As the annual Masquerade Gala approaches, the masks are coming off-and not everyone will survive the unveiling. Reader's Warning: This is not just a thriller. It is a validating mirror. Whether you see a story of dark romance and high-stakes crime, or the internal psychological map of a mind fighting for its own identity, the truth is yours to decide. Morning me woke up a stranger to yesterday me... afternoon me is a stranger to evening me.

After the divorce, Carla returns to the town she once ran from. At first, it feels like a second chance. A familiar smile. A spark of hope. But some calm is just the silence before the storm. And this storm has her name written all over it.