Psychopath Stories

Jhana's life was quiet-until Kenji Santos walked in. What began as a high school rivalry slowly morphed into an uneasy friendship... but Kenji isn't exactly who everyone thinks he is. Behind that perfect smile and charming facade lies something dark, something inhuman, and something that could change Jhana's life forever. Now, she has to decide: can she trust the boy she's grown close to-or is the danger far closer than she ever imagined?

Step ahead. Keep stepping. Even if you fall, you're at least not where you had started. The mist will clear. The fog will disappear. I can only guide you. The most I can do is to hold your hand and walk together with you through this path. But you'll have to walk yourself. I can't help your muscles move. If you're ready, I'm with you, all throughout this journey. ... Dr. Emily Ray, twenty-two, is an intern at St. Jude's Medical College. Her life has always been foggy. Her thoughts drift through a constant mist. She has always tried to live a normal life. In a way, she has forced herself into her own version of normalcy. But then, a stranger enters her life. His arrival disturbs the fragile normalcy she has built for herself. The lines between safety and danger, reality and illusion, begin to blur. Will she let him step into her foggy world? Or will she discover that his world is even more shrouded in fog? And if they do... Will either of them ever find their way out?

"Careful, Detective-nim. Keep looking at me like that and I might think you like me." A blood-soaked box. A severed head. No fingerprints. No body. Just a single note: 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗘. Officer Park Nyra is known for solving the unsolvable-but this case? It's taunting her. And her only lead is Kim Taehyung: a convicted murderer with a smug mouth, locked in a high-security psychiatric facility... who somehow sketches the victims before they die. He claims he's not the killer. She doesn't believe a word he says. But the bodies keep coming. The drawings keep matching. And Taehyung? He's starting to look less like a witness-and more like a trap she's already stepped into. Who's really hunting who? CONTENT WARNING ⚠ This book contains extremely graphic and explicit scenes of violence, torture, and psychological distress. The descriptions are vivid and unsettling, designed to evoke strong emotional reactions. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to intense depictions of pain, blood, or horror, this story may not be suitable for you. Proceed with caution. [UPDATE ON EVERY SATURDAYS]

❝𝐀𝐌 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑? 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇. ❞ ┏━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┓ ➥𝐎𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐘/𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐢 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐘/𝐍 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐒𝐋𝐗𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 ©

Fyodor gave letters. Those letters. Chuuya had burned the first three. The fourth he'd read twice before burning. The seventh he'd kept, folded inside the lining of his jacket, because it contained a single paragraph about inhuman things learning to love and it had made something behind his ribs crack open like a door that had been painted shut. *I do not believe you are less for what you carry inside you. I believe you are more. The vessel is not diminished by what it holds-it is defined by what it chooses to pour out.* Manipulation. Obviously. Chuuya had recognized it from the first letter. The mirroring of his private fears, the careful escalation of emotional intimacy, the strategic vulnerability Fyodor wove through each page. Textbook. He could diagram it. He'd come anyway. Because being seen-even by someone who was seeing you on purpose, with intent, as part of a design-was still being seen. And Chuuya had spent his entire life as a silhouette in someone else's story.

I curse the very first day I arrived in this city! Pain and injuries have been forced upon me. Unnatural deaths, unlikely fires. Is this revenge for my suffering? And the worst part is this school where perversion and cunning are the biggest stars of the time. I've seen Lucas Quinteros' body, hanging in the science room, Macabé Séphora being devoured by a rabid bear. Oh yes, what a thrill! I could almost worship the red-haired figure with the blood-covered mask whom I suspect is the brilliant artist behind these filthy works! But I'm going to prove I'm better than him. To do that, what better way than to take out 674 heads in one fell swoop at the senior prom.

Some people hide secrets. Some people hide pain. And sometimes, the difference between the two depends entirely on perception. When a dangerous disappearance case begins pointing toward a quiet fashion designer, the line between truth and assumption slowly starts disappearing. Nothing feels completely right. Not the evidence. Not the silence. Not the people. And definitely not the emotions growing in places they shouldn't. Because perception changes everything. The same actions can look like fear to one person... and guilt to another. The same care can feel like love... or control. The same person can become a victim, a suspect, or something much worse depending on who is looking at them. And sometimes, people become so trapped inside their own perception that they stop searching for the truth beyond it. This story was never written to tell you what to believe. It was written to make you feel how dangerous belief itself can become when understanding disappears. Some will see love. Some will see hate. Some will see fear. Some will see guilt. And maybe none of them are completely wrong. Because by the end of it- the most dangerous thing may not be the truth. But the way you choose to see it.

Hi I am Pam and I am Zelda. We are two opposing personalities occupying the same body. We are serial killers occupying one host body pretending to be a homicide detective. Truths will be unveiled and morals will be questioned. I have victims to hunt and paperwork to fill. Meanwhile I have to make sure our secret stays a secret. Excuse me! I have to go I am already late. Unless you want the M.E. to cut you open like a fish on the autopsy table. Well! I didn't think so.

BOOK 2 OF THE POSSESSIVE SERIES ALL BOOKS FROM THIS SERIES CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE. He was everything she should have wanted. And everything she should have feared. Once, Ambrose and Aria were childhood friends, inseparable and filled with dreams, until her father's work took her away to the city. Years later, they meet again during the Season. She, the daughter of a respected doctor now at odds with her family. He, one of the richest business moguls in the British empire whose looks and fortune have made him one of England's most sought-after men. To Aria, Ambrose is a ghost from a simpler time. To Ambrose, she is the only person who ever made him feel real, and he fully intends to make her his wife. But when Aria confesses that her heart belongs to another, Ambrose's affection twists into obsession. After a failed elopement shatters her reputation, Ambrose offers salvation in the form of marriage. But Aria is a headstrong woman, unwilling to give in without a fight, and this is just the beginning. With this man claiming to love her, doing everything he can to win her heart, she is forced to realise that he is not everything he shows her to be. As broken as he may be, he is all the more dangerous. Now, she must decide whether love can truly save a man like Ambrose. *** THIS BOOK CONTAINS DARK THEMES, ABUSIVE CONTENT INCLUDING EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL VIOLENCE, WHICH MAY MAKE SOME READERS UNCOMFORTABLE SO VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. THE AUTHOR OF THIS BOOK IS IN NO WAY SUPPORTING OR ROMANTISIZING THE DARK THEMES USED IN THE BOOK. *** #1 in Great Britain (06/12/2021) #1 in Universe (13/12/2021) #1 in 1800s (16/11/2021) #1 in ASPD (01/07/2022) #2 in Rome (03/01/2022)

Best Awards: #1 - Chilling #2 - Btsmembers #1 - Disgust #1 - Possessed #4 - Ghosts #5 - Unknown A collection of horror stories in Bangtan's point of view, with different type of scenarios, different types of supernatural presences, or even the thrill of it all. Are you ready for a scare? Date: 1/14/18-ongoing

I can't explain, can't show, can't display. All my intentions end in dismay. I won't digress, won't try, won't even care. Human emotions are never there. I thought I was broken, was flawed, denied. Now I realize it was just in my mind. Nothing is perfect, I can't claim anything to be. Especially not you or me. I now realize, superiority is here. Blame is the key, Delusion is the fear. I'm not always heartless. I'm not always cold. I don't always do what I am told. I'm not always amoral, I'm not always blind. I just stopped caring about human-kind. This is Alexithymia.

'The shy kid nobody knows. It sounds mysterious and weird. And it is.' there will be more chapters, i'm working on it ;)

Mystery/Thriller Short Story. **** Completed **** Don't Miss THE CLIMAX. The Usually peaceful City As Cemetery witness a Mysterious murder of homeless beggar at Will Street. Next follows is series of murders in the city. Cop trying to Capture the killer. The Killer of the night will he be ever caught? Will the people get justice? Will they be able to forget the nightmare they saw? This Killer has become nightmare for the civilian after his nasty acts in the night.

Pukul tiga dini hari, dan aku selalu terjaga... Antologi ini terdiri dari 3 cerita pendek dengan tema Bulan yang kelam. Masing-masing ceritanya tidak berhubungan. Cerita 1: I Don't Belong Here dengan tokoh utama Do Kyungsoo, berlatar waktu di masa depan. Cerita 2: Paper Crane dengan tokoh utama Kim Jong Dae, berlatar waktu di masa sekarang. Cerita 3: We'll Meet Again dengan tokoh utama Byun Baek Hyun, berlatar waktu di masa lalu. NB: Cerita ini semuanya sudah selesai :) Cerita ini terdiri dari 3 cerpen yang sama sekali tidak berhubungan dan tidak berkelanjutan. Semua cerpennya berdiri sendiri. Masing2 cerpen terdiri dari 2 part. Dan yang membedakan masing2 cerpen adalah setting waktu masing2 cerita. satu di masa depan, satu di masa sekarang, dan satu di masa depan, tapi mereka semua melihat bulan yang sama :) Semoga membantu :)

Highest Rank: #63 in Mystery/Thriller (02-04-18) I found her diary in my grandparents house. I thought it was just a normal one, written by a normal human.. It turned out that it's THE KILLER'S DIARY

I was never well off in life, quite the opposite. Every dollar came from hard work, I barely got to enjoy the luxuries everyone else took for granted, falling asleep in front of the TV while watching your favorite show, going to the mall just because you want a new outfit, sleeping in on a weekend and taking things easy all day. For me I only got to fall asleep while sitting on the kitchen counter, worrying about next month's bills, I stressed over buying new clothes but a pair of jeans can only get so many rips in them, and weekends were even harder than the weekdays, stores were busier, more people were out and about leaving less time to get my thoughts together while at work. I found myself blaming my mother even though it wasn't her fault. It's not like she decided to get cancer and decided she was too sick to work only leaving me, a high school student, to drop out and start work early. It didn't matter anymore though, she was dead, and as cruel as it sounds, now I don't have to stress about hospital bills. As a high school dropout it was difficult to find good jobs, leaving me to work multiple minimum wage jobs at once. All hope seemed lost to me but a small glimmer shined through the clouds when I heard of an opening as a maid at the mansion on the rich side of town. It was the highest paying job I've ever qualified for and after listening to the rumors of how the owner is a psychopath, I figured I wouldn't have much competition for the spot. Whether that would be for better or for worse in the end. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [This is an AU] [Cover made by: TheDarkenIllusions]

Somebody suddenly grabs me from behind and puts what feel like a gun to my head. "Don't make a sound " My suspicions were confirmed when I heard the clicking sound of The gun being cocked "Get in the car" 'You got to be kidding me' I mumble to my self. " Now " Olivia Young is a 20 year old business woman Lorenzo Bocelli is a 23 year old psychopath looking for his next thrill Is it possible to love someone who ruined your life just for fun? Updates every day

I'm a psycho, and she's my fantasy. I know her, she doesn't know me. I watch her everyday and she has no clue...

Jake is a killer, who kills for no reason and blames it on the voices in his head. One day the police caught him and brought him to a mental asylum because they don't know exactly what is wrong with him but he beats and chokes every nurse that comes in his room except one. Cover made by @tomboy-16.

I'm crazy for you, i won't let you go, and you know that