Sociopath Stories

"I am his favorite toy, and he is my only God." What happens when you love someone who is incapable of loving you back? When you are intimate with the person you worship, but love is the one currency they will never trade. Will you still stay? Does it hurt? To lie beside the one you love, to feel the heat of his skin against yours, yet ache with the knowledge that you are-and always will be-unchosen. Arata knows the truth. He knows Daiki is a sociopath. He knows the affection is hollow, the warmth is borrowed, and every "tender" moment is a calculated move. And still-he loves him. He loves him so deeply that even the truth can't cut the strings. Every day, Arata breaks a little more. Every day, he willingly becomes the tool, the toy, and the shadow of the man he calls his everything. Can he stop? No. Because loving Daiki is a slow suicide-but leaving him is a ghost story he isn't ready to tell. This is not a romance. It is a descent into obsession, a study of devotion, and the quiet cruelty of loving a man who never promised to be human for you. Author's Note 💬 I'm not gonna lie, this story is a whole mood (the chaotic kind) 💀 Writing this was such a journey and I put my whole heart into it. If you're into high-key angst and characters that make you want to scream, you're in the right place✨ If this hits hard, don't forget to Vote and drop a Comment. I love seeing your reactions-even if it's just keysmashing. Enjoy the brain rot! 🥀

The Willow Creek series tells the story about an eerie small town of Willow Creek. Catty Beckett, a 23 year-old, and her group of best friends, The Beckett Crew, are stuck in the middle of boarding school drama and the eerie darkness that comes along with it.

He leaned in, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrated against the delicate shell of her ear. "If you are the Sin, then I am the Sinner who craves absolution. You are the Goddess, and I am the Worshipper kneeling at your altar. You are the Lie, and I am the Liar who will protect your secrets." His hands slid from her waist, the heat of his palms pressing through the thin fabric of her nightgown, tracing the sharp, undeniable curve of her hip. "You are the woman I will be sharing my life, my money, my fame, my everything," his voice dropped to a sibilant, invasive whisper that left her skin cold. "... and my bed." He pulled her flush against his chest, the finality of the move stealing her breath. His voice turned instantly, dropping into a gravelly, obsidian low that promised absolute control. "You shall have the best husband the world will envy you for. And," his grip tightened, a bruising promise against her bone, "try to run away, and you will witness how a predator traps their prey and feasts until there's nothing left but bone." He brought his face close enough that his breath mingled with hers, the final, chilling promise delivered with absolute certainty. "In the dance on the chessboard, you will be the King, I will be the Pawn." What happens when the King realizes the Pawn is the only one who can protect her-or destroy her?"

Lu Yun Xi is a reclusive novelist from Shanghai. When his bestselling novel is selected for a film adaptation by a Russian production house, he is pulled from his carefully crafted reality into a harsh place that feels cold and unknowable. There, he meets Kazimir Egorov...a popular actor chosen to play the male lead. From their first encounter, Kazimir deeply unsettles him. His presence is eerily familiar, as if Yun Xi had known him before. The feeling is suffocating, threaded with fear, and yet disturbingly intimate. No matter how hard Yun Xi tries to uncover the reason behind it, nothing fits... until Russia itself begins to feel like a labyrinth built specifically for him. As filming progresses, the lines between fiction and reality begin to blur. The story he once wrote starts to mirror his own life, and the truths he uncovers offer no clarity....only deeper unease. Because some mysteries are not meant to be solved, And some reunions were never meant to happen

A friend group of 8, little do they know one of them is a sociopath, Can you guess who is??

Y/N L/N is a strange female in Piltover After dropping out of the enforcer academy she lives a boring life as a bartender And she swears she trade her life for one in Zaun in a heartbeat The prissy people,the high class attitudes, the stuck ups,the rules,the people She's always hated it But one day,an explosion happens in Piltover and she covers for the person who caused it.A blue haired sociopath with a knack for destruction

" This story isn't over yet..." Sequel to Secrets And Sins Eleven years have passed since the quiet town of Delmore witnessed the brutal massacre of many of it's innocent residents and the eventual demise of the one behind the heinous crimes. After the gang escaped the twisted game that had haunted them for so long, all they wanted was to live their lives in peace. But at the opportunity of attending their school reunion, the gang is returning for one last time to the town which had once been their safe haven. And maybe it is merely paranoia, but they can't help but feel the unsettling fear of history repeating itself once again... ".....this is just the beginning of the end."

.... in a world where light is so often ignored it often means everything, after all what would life be without light. We would after all be blind.

Silas Alexander is not misunderstood. 
He is rude, arrogant, and violently unrestrained - feared on campus and untouched by consequence. He doesn't soften. He doesn't attach. He doesn't care who he frightens. Alya was never meant to matter to him. She's too gentle, too talkative, too openly kind in a world that rewards cruelty. She smiles when she's nervous. Apologizes when she shouldn't. Exists in ways that make Silas feel something sharp and unfamiliar under his skin. Every night at midnight, they somehow run into each other. 
Every night, he tells himself it's nothing. But he notices when she's late. When she's tired. When someone else stands too close. Silas doesn't call it obsession. 
He calls it awareness. Control. Protection. And he has never learned how to want something without breaking everything else in the process.

Malcolm Bright one shots.

Dr. Valin laughed, but it sounded harsh and cruel, ricocheting off the walls that surrounded them. He said, “I will never leave her alone, and you know that, Aaron. How foolish of you, to send her straight into the belly of the beast. You always were the one to take risks, but this time you went too far. Katherine sacrificed herself for this and you know that. I do hope the guilt eats away at you.” Emyle is a psychopath--well, no, more like a high-functioning sociopath, even though she does not know it. She has lived a dangerous life, aiding her father in his mission to stop the experiments taking place at Lumiere Biopharm's research facility. There is only one purpose to life, and that is doing what her father tells her to do. But, at the final frontier, when her father has told her to carry out the most important part of their plan, they are tricked into underestimating their enemy. Emyle's father goes missing and she is lost, without instruction or guidance, in the facility. The only thing she can do is to continue to attempt to carry out her father's last instructions. However, this could lead to much more complications than she had originally thought....

Elara Reyes is used to being the outcast at Westfield High. With her love of true crime and dark style, she's an easy target for bullies who leave threats on her social media and call her "Freak" in the hallways. The only bright spot in her life is Marcus Santos-her best friend since seventh grade, whose book collection and shared love of horror make her feel like she belongs somewhere. Then she finds a "book". Bound in worn leather, filled with looping script from another time, it tells of a killer who targets those who hurt the one they love. But when students at Westfield High start turning up dead with details that match the diary word for word, Elara knows this isn't a vintage tale-it's a warning.

[On hold until I have time to rewrite the first few chapters that were written a *long* time ago. Aka the first few chapters suck.] What happens when Sherlock's new neighbor makes him question everything- including whether or not he can trust her.

are you the only girl on the mercenary and a sociopath, megalomania, pyschopath medic is falling for you? Well your fucked, let's follow your adventure as the only girl mercenary that have multi talent on every weapon the mercenary have! --- hey-o andin here and sorry i don't update my other book and instead of that i make a fanfiction about loving a german doktor . but seriously i'll update my hitman my man and the demon in black so toodles liebling!♡♡

''Listen , ok. I'm not crazy , but I may or may not have gotten my self arrested just so i could meet this hot hunk , sugar daddy called Jaden that also got arrested two years before me . Man like, if you were in my shoes , you would understand. The men be so fine , I think God was sneezing when he created the rest of us from him . He is 'the' living embodiment of sex on legs'' , I tried to explain to the investigator before me . This story contains cursing, bxb (homosexual ) intercourse, gay humour, paranormal activity, kinks and lastly male pregnancy. If you have a problem with any of the listed topics then this story is not for you .

Hello My name is Eric Eliott Gilbert. I"m the unfamous¨Bad Boy¨ of MysticFalls. Ever one wants me. Girls wanna date me. Boys wanna be me. Too Bad Im a Sociopath. (Starts in Season 2)

face it, I'm smarter than you~

Two years ago, Frank killed himself. Gerard wasn't exactly riddled with guilt, but he knew it was his causing. Frank did say, "If I kill myself, it'll be your fault." He couldn't even attend his boyfriend's funeral. Gerard had grown more cold towards others and avoided any socializing by any means possible. He barely talked. His behavior did improve drastically though. Early-ish intervention seemed to have been finally paying off. Sociopaths sometimes found someone they connected with. It was love for them, but it was different for them. It was a way of suffocating yourself in their presence. The way he felt for his Frankie was a way where he just needed to have a very close relation to him. But, Gerard learns of some interesting news that changes everything he was told for the last two years.

A story based on the TV series, Person of Interest but from Sameen Shaw's perspective. No smut but there will be mentions of it and there will also be flirting. None of the characters belong to me! 48 reads! No way!! Thank you so much! Poggers, ladies and gents. 73 reads! Poggg. #2 - asi #14 - johnreese

"Today I met the woman I am supposed to be with for the rest of my life. My soulmate. If only she would see that we are meant to be together too." An undiagnosed sociopath falls madly in love with a young woman. What happens when love turns into an obsession that burns like fire, but there's nothing to put it out? What if someone is in their way of happiness? Read and find out in Journals of a Stalker.