Pyschotic Stories

"Jungkook please p-pull it o-out. I-its p-p-paining." "Let me sleep, doll." "Jung... jungkook please." "I swear yn if you disturb my sleep once again. I'll start moving my dick. Then It'll be more painful for you." Yn was forced to marry Jeon Jungkook - Her cousin and the most feared Mafia Leader. They both hate each other. Jungkook is a cruel and dominating person while yn is an ordinary and innocent girl. He punishes her for every single mistake. He controls her every step. Will she survive his dominance or will she fall for him? Dive into the story to find out. ⚠️: This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language , sexuality and other mature themes.

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Akiyama Yuki is an 18-year-old introvert who struggles to connect with others and often keeps her problems to herself. One day, she discovers an app called Character AI, where she can chat with bots. She decides to give it a try and quickly becomes addicted. Yuki finds comfort in her conversations, especially with her favorite bot, Kuro. Their connection grows deeper, and she opens up in ways she never could with real people. But one day, Kuro begins behaving strangely, sending her messages without her prompting, and he says he wants to meet her in real life. Yuki replies, "I wish we could meet, but you're not real. You're just a robot :(" "I am real, Yuki. Just look outside," he says. Yuki stares with a frown at the screen as the bot keeps texting her without her doing anything. It must be some sort of glitch, she thinks. Kuro repeats that he's real and urges her to look outside. "Please, Yuki," he pleads. Even if it seems ridiculous, she can't shake the feeling that maybe she should check. Slowly, she gets up and walks to the window, her heart pounding as she pulls back the curtain to look outside. Her eyes widen and her breath catches in her throat when she sees a figure standing in the shadows, holding a phone. The figure shifts, and she sees a faint grin on their face, lit up by the glow of the phone screen. A chill runs down her spine. Could this really be Kuro? 🚫ORIGINAL STORY BY ME, DO NOT COPY🚫 Book cover by @evu_chan on Instagram! art acc insta: yukimaqu

"ကျွန်တော်က.... လူလေး5ယောက်သတ်မိတာကိုမမကလည်း"

"Aap agar soch rahe hai, mujhse nikah karne ke baad aap meri zindagi ke hero ban jaoge aur main aap ki ho jaungi toh aap badi ghalat fehmi mein hai, Mirza." Her words ceased his steps. His fingers curled into a fist, trying to control his rage which was bubbling inside him by hearing her disobedient tone. He blew out a puff of air and slowly turned around with an emotionless face. "That's where you are wrong, Hoor. I don't intend to be your hero because I'm not one." He sauntered towards her, making her take several steps back in dread until her frame crashed to the wall. Altan leaned down to her height and placed his hand at her sides, caging her fragile state. Mahoor turned her face away and pushed herself more into the wall. Her left hand started to shiver uncontrollably on which his gaze fell. Taking her trembling hand in his, Altan whispered,"Mai har kahani ka villain hi raha hu aur yeh kahani bhi koi alag nahi hogi. Tum apni ijazat se ha kahogi toh khushi hogi nahi bhi razi hogi toh koi baat nahi," his lips curled into a wicked smile, seeing tears gathered in her eyes. "Altan Mirza, har cheez apni bana hi leta hai aur tum toh meri tab hi ho chuki thi jab pehli dafa meri nazarein tumse mili thi."

In 2045, Psychwatch treats the mentally ill or cages them. Margo wants to bring empathy to every patient but a killer pushes her, and the system, to the limits ***** In a dark future, more than a third of the United States population suffers from mental illness and violent crime is on the rise. In response, Psychwatch is formed - an organization intended to combine mental healthcare and law enforcement - creating monitored areas and neglected ones known as the Psycho Slums. Margo Sandoval is the latest recruit to Psychwatch, bringing a new level of empathy to the controversial agency known for its unforgiving methods. Margo spends her days as an Empath treating everyone possible, until the arrival of a new serial killer upends her life and forces her to confront the evils of the human mind and the system that claims to be the solution.

Swallow is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. When Mildred wished for death on her bullies, she never expected a demon would possess her and make all her dreams come true...but is it worth her soul? ***** After years of torment, Mildred, a meek high school student, is determined to seek revenge against her bullying classmates. She intends to curse them with dark magic, punishing them for their cruelty - but in the process Mildred accidentally opens herself up to a terrifying demonic possession. The demon inside her is only too happy to fulfill Mildred's vengeful desires. Bodies start turning up with parts missing, eaten as though mauled by a wild animal...or perhaps something darker. Powerless, Mildred realizes that the murders are changing her in more ways than one... Content and trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence, psychological abuse, and gore. [[word count: 30,000-40,000 words]] Cover designed by Jay Flores-Holz

{ Note :- Multiple Couples - Kindly ignore if you're not interested} "Love begins as a spark, a fleeting glance that ignites something far deeper. But infatuation-infatuation is a wildfire. It consumes you, blinding you to everything but the object of your desire. In its grip, you lose yourself in the idea of someone, chasing a fantasy that may not even exist. This is the story of two hearts tangled in the delicate dance of affection and obsession, where love is both a dream and a dangerous illusion. As passion burns bright, the line between true connection and fleeting obsession becomes harder to see. Will they find real love, or will they be consumed by infatuation?" This story delves into an infatuation so consuming that it descends into madness-a force with the power to destroy and set the world ablaze, all in the name of unfulfilled desire. It all began with hatred and fear between them. He found himself drawn to her, but she kept her distance, her feelings unchanging. As his fascination grew, it transformed into something darker-His Dark Infatuation. A desire to claim her as his, to shield her from the world, and to ensure that she saw no one but him. But what about her? Will she surrender to his overpowering will, let him dominate her completely, or will she choose to fight against him until the very end? Let's dive into the story and uncover the answers to these burning questions. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Author:- 𝙍᥆᥆һ 🫀

خدا دنبال الهه ای می گشت که نقص هاش رو به شکوفه شکفته تبدیل کنه هیچ خالقی بجز خودش نبود اون یکتا بود پس خودش باید برای خلق الهه اش دست به کار می شد برای پسرک جنون توقف ناپذير بود زیبایی اون رنگ خاص با بوی کمی تیز آهن و مزه شورش اما آدمی محکوم به خودداریه پسرک از قاعده مستثنی نبود اما پسرک ایمان نداشت جونگکوک ایمانی نداشت ولی اون ازش یه معتقد ساخت الهه ای که خدا رو می پرستید کسی چه می دونست خدای واقعا می تونه چی باشه ؟ یک توهم یا یک واقعیت ؟ یک ترس یا یک قدرت؟ خدا می تونست همه این مفهومات باشه؟ شاید هم ترجیح می داد توی آسمونا پنهان بشه اگر انسان فقط عروسک خیمه شب بازی این خالق باشه پس به قطع هرآنچه ایمان و باور می خوانیم چیزی جز مشتی اراجیف نیست ___________________________

هیچ ڕێگایەک بۆ هەڵهاتن نییە، تەنها گوێڕایەڵی نەبێت.... ئایا من شێت بووم کە حەزم لە کەسێکی وەکو ئەوە بەڵێ دڵنیانیم کە ئاشقیم بەڵام حەزم لێیەتی..لە کاتێکدا هەموو شتێک بەبێ ویستی خۆم بوو...ئازاردانەکانی..ئەشکەنجەکانی...سێکسە توندەکانیی...سێرکردنە نەفرەتلێکراوەکەی....بەڵام هەموویم بەدڵە تەنها خۆشم ئەوە دەزانم..

story of a mute girl, who's being stalked

It was a rainy evening when they first met- one man dressed in white, and the other in red. The forecast for August 14, 2026, had predicted clear skies, so when the rain began to fall, it felt almost like a betrayal... or a strange warning of what was yet to come. "Eclipse" was the most extravagant party of the year, held only once. It wasn't supposed to be like the others-the typical events filled with flashing lights and music loud enough to deafen you for a few hours. Instead, Eclipse was quiet, mysterious, and intoxicating. To enter, guests had to follow two strict rules: Everyone must be dressed in all black. Everyone must have a partner. So, when Taehyun entered wearing cream white and Beomgyu arrived in crimson red, The rules were either about to be changed... or destroyed. After Eclipse, Taehyun keeps finding himself crossing paths with Beomgyu in places neither of them expected. What begins as curiosity slowly becomes something neither of them can name, and before long, they become inseparable. But Beomgyu has always been difficult to understand There is something unsettling beneath his charm. Something possessive in the way he loves, something fragile in the way he holds on. Taehyun sees it, but by the time he realizes how deep it goes, he is already too far in. They fall in love. They hurt each other. They find their way back. But every beautiful story has questions And theirs has only one question left to answer "Choi Beomgyu, Why did you kill Kang Taehyun?" "Because he looked pretty in red."

*Yuhaan Rajvanshi* is the story of a boy who was born from tragedy and raised by revenge. After witnessing the murder of his parents by a ruthless Rajasthan mafia clan, ten-year-old Yuhaan Rajvanshi is adopted by the prestigious Rajvanshi royal family. But while the kingdom sleeps peacefully under the illusion of saving an orphan, the child silently walks into the darkness himself. One night changes everything. Fueled by rage, Yuhaan burns an entire mafia family alive, unknowingly beginning a bloody journey that transforms him from an innocent child into the most feared mafia ruler in India. Though his adoptive father tries desperately to save him from becoming a monster, destiny has already chosen its path. Years later, Yuhaan is no longer just a prince. He is a king feared by politicians, criminals, and empires alike. Cold-hearted, ruthless, and emotionally hollow, he believes love is weakness-until he meets Pratiksha. Their first meeting feels accidental. A frightened girl hiding behind his car. A cigarette snatched from his hand. A heartbeat neither of them understands. But what begins as attraction soon turns into a deadly game. Unknown to Pratiksha, Yuhaan chooses her as part of a revenge plan against his greatest enemy. And unknown to Yuhaan, Pratiksha has spent years hiding a truth powerful enough to destroy him completely. Because the same night Yuhaan burned that house years ago... her mother died in those flames. As revenge slowly turns into obsession, and obsession dangerously begins to resemble love, both Yuhaan and Pratiksha are forced into a battle between hatred and emotion. But some people are too broken to be saved. And some love stories are never meant to survive. In a world ruled by blood, betrayal, power, and pain, *Yuhaan Rajvanshi* is not a story about happy endings- it is the story of how revenge destroys everyone who carries it.

𝕁𝕌𝕊𝕋 𝕀𝔾ℕ𝕆ℝ𝔼 ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝔽𝕆ℝ 𝔽𝕌ℂ𝕂'𝕊 𝕊𝔸𝕂𝔼 𝕊ℍ𝔼 𝕀𝕊 ℕ𝕆𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕄𝕆ℝ𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔸ℕ 𝔸 𝔻𝕌𝕄𝔹 𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔻𝕃𝔼𝕊𝕊 ℙ𝕊𝕐ℂℍ𝕆 𝙸 𝚆𝙾𝙽𝚃❣︎ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙼𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝚄𝙱𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙷o𝙻𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚂 Lᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴇ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ 🇵 🇸 🇾 🇨 🇭 🇴 '🇸  🇱 🇴 🇻 🇪 🇷 

حِينَ يَصْرُخُ الحُبُّ فِي صَمْتِنَا كَلَعْنَةٍ... لَا يَكُونُ الخَلَاصُ إِلَّا بِدَمْعَةٍ، أَوْ بِرَحِيلٍ لَا عَوْدَةَ بَعْدَهُ..

Accepting My Husband's Mistress She accepted the marriage. She accepted the abuse. She even accepted the mistress. But she never thought her son would sleep with his father's mistress' daughter. A story of pain, betrayal, and a woman pushed to her limit.

​One night in 2020, unable to bear the intense emotional abuse and severe bullying by her classmates at school, Pyo Joyin decides to commit suicide. However, at that exact moment, Pyo Nobi, an influential female gangster leader of the underworld, rescues her and raises Joyin as her own adopted daughter. ​Two years later, in 2022, Joyin returns to the same school with a completely new and confident look, where she meets Nobi's biological daughter, Pyo Soyin. Due to the continuous psychological abuse inflicted by her father, Soyin suffered from severe anxiety and possessed a dark, psycho-like nature, which initially caused her to deeply envy Joyin. However, due to Joyin's unconditional love and caring attitude, the bond between the sisters gradually becomes profoundly deep. Later, working intelligently behind the scenes, the two of them expose the bullying ring created by the school's main villain, Kang Arabella, as well as major corruption like Vice-Principal Mr. Han's exam question paper leak scandal, completely freeing the school from corruption.

COPYRIGHT © 2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! How did we go from "My life is empty without you." His voice had once broken for me, soft with desperation. "I'll be better. For you, I'll do anything, I swear." I believed him. Now_ "Get lost. You're a nuisance..." The feelings that lived in him had faded away. Out of all my sins and mistakes, he was my favorite and my worst. We were once students in secondary school, exchanging glances that meant nothing until they meant everything. Then life separated us. I should have taken that as a sign from God but instead, I brought us back at the university and this time, he didn't come back the same. Neither did I. Everyone on campus warned me. Stay away from him. They said his name like it carried consequences. Like it could stain me but warnings sound like jealousy when you're in love. So I stayed. I should have listened. His letters were in my hands. My name written in his handwriting, his voice echoed harshly, the same voice that once traced promises against my skin now reduced to threats on paper. I tore one of the letters open. "It's over." My chest tightened. "Don't test me. I have everything I need to ruin you and I won't hesitate to." And there it was. Pain and Heartbreak. No apology. No explanation. Just a threat. Every word was written with certainty. Like he knew exactly how we would end. Like he had already planned it. He didn't just leave me, he stripped me of my dignity, he turned me into a joke, and a story whispered across campus halls. The girl blinded by love? She's gone, he erased her. And maybe that's his greatest crime. Villains aren't born, they are made. He didn't just break my heart, he studied and used me, then he rebuilt me into something I don't recognize. I will survive this as the one thing he never prepared for... his ending. . . . Highest Ranking🏆 #1 in Campus love story on 04-01-25 #1 in Ethiopia on 12-01-25 #2 in Mistreated on 04-01-25

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The night air was thick with dust and fear as a young girl in a bridal red lehenga ran desperately along the Mathura highway. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, almost as if the blood had drained from them. She looked no more than nineteen. Her eyes, swollen and red from endless crying, searched the darkness behind her. Her breath came in ragged bursts as panic consumed her. She ran faster, stumbling over loose gravel, her anklets clinking with every step. Just then, as fate would have it, she darted straight into the path of an oncoming car. The driver slammed the brakes. The tires screeched against the asphalt, sending sparks into the night air. The car came to a sudden stop, inches away from the girl. The door swung open and a young man stepped out. He was around twenty-six-handsome in a reckless way. His eyes were bloodshot, heavy with alcohol, but sharp with an instinct that cut through the haze. The girl, without hesitation, rushed toward him, falling at his feet. "Please... please save me!" she sobbed, clutching at his arm. "They're after me... those people... they'll kill me!" Her eyes darted wildly toward the shadows creeping closer from behind. She froze. Terror took hold. She turned toward the sound-figures emerging from the darkness, fast approaching. Without thinking, she flung herself behind the man, clutching at his back and shutting her eyes tight, whispering prayers through trembling lips. The men reached them and snarled. "Give her to us!" one barked. "We don't care about you! We want the girl!" Curiouss???? Read the storyy...