Historias de Sosiopath

⚠️This Is My first story on Wattpad⚠️ Checkout my other books [So don't mind some of the grammatical issues] A story filled with Greed, Fraud and Mystery. A strike of society has happened ending all individuals that don't fit with the new improved system of living. A twenty year old girl has, bad blood with the system how is she still alive nobody knows. "Breaking someone's trust is like crumbling or tearing up a perfect piece of paper. You can smooth it out you can tape it back together, but it will never be the same as before. With to little trust you can cut someone off so easily that is what my father teached me, and so I grew up like that instead of growing up so normally. I was introduced how cruel this world was at a young age, so how come I survived the evolution of perfection? How could I fend for myself and my Mother, because I would never grow up the same I would be the eye opener for this "False fairy tale society." I caught up quickly and said, " Hey how about we start this over, I am Jane Zyne, I'm 20 years old and my history is wack" He chuckled and said," Alright I'll give you another chance Dolly" he continued " Hey I am Ryter, I am 21 years old " "DOLLY who do you think your calling dolly, Hot-stuff" I said. "At least a cute girl, thinks I'm hot" Ryter replied. " Yeah yeah very funny Ryter" I said. " I am serious, your beautiful " he replied. " And you can trust me " he said I felt my face getting hot. he stopped in front of me and I could smell his cologne. He looked right into my soul.

A book about a sosiopath named Martree. Will Martree suceed in destroying the world? Or will he be stopped?

...Prudence Paul believed herself to be superior to everybody except for her mother. In a fit of insanity, she swore she'd prove that not only could she get away with murder, but she could convince her naive society that her mother had sole responsibility. And while she seemed oddly simple, Prudence was almost several people at once. Traveling through truth, lies, life, and death in a story told from a composition of perspectives. Where has humility gone? Whose lives are more significant than others? And if we believe ourselves to never be "wrong," then is everybody "right?"

What would you do if the person you've had a crush on for so many years is actually a psychotic serial killer? Would you still love him, kiss him? Or would you just kill him? What if he's not Just a serial killer?

Authors note: Yolo An accurate description of what went thru my head when I decided to write this. So i made up a challenge for myself! To write freestyle, I'm basically just writing down fresh ideas and seeing where the story would go. Most writers, even myself, get stuck in the middle thinking, "wtf will happen now?" And they end up needing to write an outline and such. I believe in writing an outline myself but for this challenge i'm going to try and finish the book without one, as my own creative practices. I am also writing this to get me to write at leased a chapter a week and to get off my lazy ass. Warning I still have no idea where this story is going, once the story is complete ill most likely add the synopses, title and do some formal editing. So yeah! Enjoy.. I guess (Also you're welcome to do the challenge yourself if I somehow inspired you)