Pyshco Stories

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]]

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

Your car breaks down in the middle of a dark, isolated backroad. Couldn't get any worse, right? Well, it does when a random man decides to knock you out and you awaken on a desolate, impossible farm.

ကျွန်မသည် ပုံမှန်မဟုတ်သော အမျိုးသမီးတစ်ဦးကိုချစ်မိ‌သွားလေသည်။ သူ(မ)သည် ကျွန်မကို စွဲလမ်းနေသည်၊ ထိန်းချုပ်ချင်သည်၊ သူ့အနားမှာသာ ချုပ်နှောင်ထားချင်သည်။ တစ်ခါတစ်ရံများဆို ကျွန်မကိုသတ်ပစ်နိုင်သည်ဟူသော ခံစားချက်မျိုးပါ ပေးစွမ်းနေသည်။ သို့သော် ကျွန်မကိုယ်တိုင် လွတ်မြောက်ဖို့မကြိုးစားဘဲ သူ့အနားမှာသာ ပူးကပ်တွယ်နှောင် နေမိပါ၏။

Seme is Psycho

Nobody is stupid enough to venture into unknown territories, except for Ilya. Don't get him wrong! He never meant to enter that mysterious village. Fate led him there to save, or be saved. "Peekaboo!" Beast is a cruel creature that used to be human. He loves playing childish games with his victims in the most terrifying and creepiest ways imaginable. When Beast finds an exciting new toy named Ilya, he decides that he's never letting him go. Secrets unravel, unlikely allies unite to defeat a greater threat, and Ilya's accidental visit becomes more than just a horrible accident. ---------------------------------------------------- Boy Meets Beast is a fast-paced, short-chapter, weekly-updated story, packed with twists and turns that you never see coming, along with scream-worthy cliffhangers that will leave you on the edge of your seat. 🏆ACHIEVEMENTS🏆 #32 in HORROR on July 6, 2025 #76 in SCIENCE FICTION on July 4, 2025 #205 in THRILLER on July 6, 2025 #322 in PARANORMAL on July 6, 2025 #374 in WEREWOLF on July 6, 2025

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

မောင်ဟာ အဲသလောက်တောင် မကိုကြောက်သတဲ့လားမောင်ရယ်။ မမောင့်ကိုကြိုးလေးချည်ထားရုံပါကွယ်။ #Candy Khin #1.8.2025

{ 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 🫀

"I don't choose the path, the path choose me". Fortune replied to one of the prisoner, who happened to be on one of the small chair inside the cell.. .. for reals, i don't. ...😊👑⚡

KIM MIRA, the ghost-like assassin who vanished from her toxic home at 16, lives by one rule: never miss. Precise & emotionless.She's hired for the impossible-eliminate Lara, the fiercely guarded sister of the most feared mafia. To get close, Mira slips into Lara's elite law school as a quiet transfer student, ready to earn trust... and strike JEON JUNGKOOK.commanding mafia who rules through fear, becomes captivated the moment he sees Mira. What starts as suspicion sparks into dark obsession-he wants to own her, and he'll burn the world to keep her. Protective of his sister Lara, he never imagines the killer is the same girl unraveling his control. JEON LARA-Jungkook's younger sister-is a storm wrapped in ice. Rude, short-tempered, and utterly emotionless after a brutal past that shattered her. A final year student of law school while secretly hunting the kidnappers who once escaped her brother's wrath. Trust is her enemy... But nothing stays simple. KIM TAEHYUNG.the undercover officer known only as "V." To the world, he's the perfect cop. Behind the mask, he's a manipulative psychopath who kills for pleasure and frames others without remorse. Furious at his runaway sister Mira for running away. he infiltrates Jungkook's circle disguised as a hired bodyguard-suspecting the mafia boss in his latest case. But when he meets Lara, something twists inside him. She becomes his fixation, his possession. No one touches what's his. Four identities.Two deadly assignments. Obsession that consumes. And a single spark that could destroy them all. One is there to kill. One is there to protect. One is there to hunt. And one is there to destroy everything. ✨Warning✨ This story contains dark themes, violence, manipulation, obsession, mature content, and toxic relationships. Read at your own risk. No heroes here-only monsters in love.

LUCIEN GABRIELLE If power had a face, it would look like Lucien Gabrielle. Billionaire. Reclusive. Untouchable. A man whose name is whispered in business circles with fear and admiration-never affection. He built his empire with a mind too sharp to trust and a heart that never learned how to feel. People call him brilliant. Some call him cruel. Those who know him well enough call him dangerous. Lucien doesn't believe in love. Love is irrational. Love is weakness. Love is a liability he cannot afford. Control-he believes in that. Silence. Order. Precision. Those are the only things that make sense in his world. And women? Disposable. Forgettable. Irrelevant. Until that night. It was supposed to be just another meaningless visit to a club he didn't even like. Noise. Lights. People pretending to be important. He was already planning to leave when she spoke to him-uninvited, unimpressed, and completely unaware of who he was. Annelise. She didn't flirt. She didn't try to charm him. She didn't even look afraid. Instead, she looked at him like he was a character in a story she was trying to figure out. And then she said it. "You look like someone who belongs in a dark romance." That was the moment she made a mistake. Because Lucien Gabrielle had spent his entire life untouched by curiosity, by desire, by obsession. Until her. Now he watches. Now he listens. Now he wants. Not love. Never love. He wants to understand why she looked at him like she already knew the monster. And why... for the first time in his perfectly controlled life- He wants to keep her.

As they reach, Anirudh rapidly enters the lab, with his mind racing with anticipation. Rahul follows him and they both finally reach the forensic experts. Anirudh's eyes narrow slightly, his expression querying, "What have you got Prateek?", he asks the scientist. Prateek replies that, We found no fingerprints, but the organs of the boy are totally damaged and there is a slight fungus formed on the skin, even the body is so cold. So, what I finally say is that, the boy was killed before 15-16 days. Listening to this Anirudh's eyes widened, his heart beating swiftly as he didn't expect this. He slowly utters......"WHAT 15-16 DAYS?"

BOOK 3 OF THE POSSESSIVE SERIES (UNDERGOING EDITING) ALL BOOKS FROM THIS SERIES CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE. He grew up with everything; Wealth, power, money, and good looks, but all of it was worth nothing to him when all he wanted was a life worth living. Having been alone most of his life, not leaving the confines of his home unless it was absolutely necessary, it was a miracle for Evander when aspiring fashion designer, Alina, comes crashing into his life. And this shy, quiet woman, was all he needed to find salvation. And from this salvation of his, was about to grow a love so obsessive, one in which the number of sins committed could not be counted. *** 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 ROMANTICISING THE DARK THEMES USED IN THE BOOK. *** #1 in beauty (18/02/2022) #1 in fashion designer (18/02/2022) #2 in Wealth (16/05/2022) #2 in Rome (17/08/2022)

(This is not my story idea I give credit to the show SweetPea) 17 year old Claudia Rodriguez has an IQ of 290 and lives with her 25 year older brother Jesus Rodriguez. She is known as a quiet and shy girl but one person called her a nobody... Nobody... noBODY.... NOBODY...... But not for long everyone will know who CLAUDIA RODRIGUEZ is. ⚠️Trigger warning: This book has Murder, Blood, Gore, Cursing, Violence, Sexual Scenes, Alcohol abuse, Self Harming, and Drug Abuse and Physical Abuse. You have been warned.⚠️

"You drive me crazy" "You keep me sane"

He was cold, distant. She never really meant something for him. Just like a punching bag. But when he realized his mistakes it was too late. She was always sweet and caring but he made her lose herself. She ran away. Tried. But could she? Was it that easy? Come up to meet you, tell ya I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell ya I need you Tell you I set you apart Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be this hard Oh, take me back to the start Questions of science, science and progress Do not speak as loud as my heart But tell me you love me, come back and haunt me ~ 'The Scientist' by Coldplay

She Knew Who He was, Knew why He was Restrained Here. He was Dangerous, Manipulative...A PSYCHOPATH. Yet She Approached Him... JK × Reader + Ft.KTH - English is not my first language....rEsT YoU KnOw

Falling in love was never part of the plan. Especially not with him. They don't like each other. They don't agree on anything. And they definitely don't call each other by real names. He calls her kareli/ chipak kali ( because he thinks woh chipak ti hai usse) She calls him Karela. ( And langur for his delusions) He didn't even know when kareli turns into her solnyshka What starts as irritation turns into laughter, stolen glances, and a connection neither of them planned. But while he sees her as more than enough, she is still fighting a past that taught her otherwise. Tangled Temptation is a slow-burn rom-com about healing, hesitation, and falling in love when you don't believe you deserve it.

The refusal word itself was small, but it hit like a body blow, folding him inward as if his heart had been caught mid-beat and crushed in her fist. The cafeteria air had turned to static as her laughter rang out, sharp and jagged as broken glass, drawing every eye in the room toward his burning face. Araon felt his heart shatter-not with a clean break, but a sickening, wet crunch of pride and hope. The hot sting of tears blurred his vision, making the mocking grins of the crowd look like distorted masks. It was the "cannon event" he had spent a lifetime trying to outrun, a loop of betrayal that left him gasping for air in a sea of public shame. In the dark weeks that followed, the intrusive thoughts were heavy, tasting like copper and ash in the back of his throat. But his friends had been the anchor. They were the calloused hands that pulled him from the wreckage, their voices a steady hum of loyalty that drowned out the echoes of her mockery. He began to heal, the raw, open scars of his ego knitting back together into something tougher, colder, and more resilient. He told himself he was done. The girl of his dreams was nothing more than a ghost, a flickering, ugly memory. Then, she returned. She didn't come back with a roar, but with the scent of vanilla and the soft, rhythmic click of her heels. She was different-her voice had lost its jagged edge, replaced by a honeyed sweetness that felt like a warm blanket over a pit of spikes.