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Maniac Rush

beautifulxcreaturess

Leituras 311
Votos 64
Capítulos 63
Tempo 5h 57m

Leituras 311
Votos 64
Capítulos 63
Tempo 5h 57m

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Xena Marie Rogue was a master of masks-an ordinary psychology student by day, a cold-blooded predator by night. With steady hands and a clinical mind, she studied human behavior while feeding an insatiable urge she could never quite silence. Killing wasn't just a release-it was a ritual, a necessity carved deep into her bones.
She thought she had control. She thought no one saw the cracks.
But something is watching her now.
As the line between predator and prey begins to blur, Xena must confront a horrifying truth: the most terrifying monster- it might be the one staring back at her in the mirror.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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How Monsters Confess: A Lost Boys Fanfiction, de amberandshadow

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. A peculiar young psychologist meets four enigmatic bikers with eyes too old for their faces. She listens when others scream. They circle when others run. There's something about her calm that unsettles them-and something about their hunger that doesn't shake her in the slightest. As sessions bleed into obsession, what starts as fascination unfurls into something darker: a study in appetite, violence, and the intimacy of confession. She offers them questions. They offer her their pasts. And somewhere in the echo between mind and monster... someone is losing control. In a game of predators and patients-who's really doing the hunting?

69 | ( 18+ ), de Clarashookookie2

"They called it evolution. But it was only destruction in disguise." Trapped inside an underground facility, a group of strangers wake up with numbers instead of names .... prisoners in a twisted experiment that claims to create the perfect human mind. The walls echo with screams. The air reeks of metal and blood. Every day, new tests begin... and someone doesn't make it out alive. Behind glass panels and iron doors, masked scientists watch... cold, silent and godlike while their "subjects" lose their sanity one by one. But when chaos erupts and the system breaks, the captives turn against their makers. Trust dies, alliances crumble and the thin line between human and monster begins to blur. . . They wanted control. What they created was chaos.

The Definition Of A Psychopath (Alren AU), de msdrunkinlove

Many people would say I am a killer, a monster, an abomination to this world. But I am not the monster, the monsters are the people looking back at them in the mirror. They are the abominations. But I wouldn't call them monsters, I would call them patients. They are patients, and I am their doctor, healing them of their sickness before they infect more people. Of course, many people would disagree with my treatment methods, but I don't care. I only care about healing the sick, relieving people of their pain. Stupidity, irrationalism, ignorance. That is the disease that poisons the world's population. Some are more sick than others, but there is only one cure. It's morbid, but it heals fully and truly, it never fails to treat them of the infectious illness. Death is the cure. The only cure. Rated R for sexual content, language, and violence. Read at your own risk. [Long Chapters] {Trigger Warning} ⚠️ (Lauren x Ally) (Four Parter Oneshot)

Angel Of Whitehall, de linarampfumedzi4

Behind the neat cardigan and warm smile of Eleanor Marks lies a secret London has never known. By day, she is a quiet, dependable civil servant in Whitehall-beloved by her colleagues, remembered for her biscuits, admired for her kindness. But by night, Eleanor transforms into a meticulous predator, stalking the forgotten, the lonely, and the unsuspecting. For Eleanor, killing is not chaos-it is ritual. She binds her victims, forces them to confess their regrets, and offers a twisted form of absolution before delivering death. Each body is left carefully staged, every crime disguised as an accident, a burglary, or a suicide. To her co-workers, she is an angel. To her victims, she is the last face they will ever see.

The Beautiful Kind Of Wrong , de Zoona_Jafri

"He wasn't her first love. But she was his first mercy. And his last mistake." Dr. Kritsada "Krid" Wongpanya was the quiet one. Polite. Brilliant. Unassuming. A chemistry professor with a soothing voice and a calm smile- Until someone saw through the cracks. Valeska, a sharp-witted history professor, never expected her first real friend at the academy to be him. Tall, awkward, and gently mysterious, Krid became the person she looked forward to every day. But monsters don't grow in the dark. They learn to wear the light. When Valeska discovers Krid's terrifying truth, it doesn't end with screams... It ends with silence and an irreversible descent. He dies. She survives. But survival isn't always sane. "He killed to feel something. She changed to feel nothing. And the story didn't end with him." ---- ⚠️ Disclaimer This story contains dark and mature themes including graphic violence, psychological trauma and mental instability. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This is a work of fiction and does not promote or romanticize harmful behavior. ----

Mind Of Madness. | park sunghoon , de wnterstrp

She was the first person who ever looked at him and didn't see a monster. In her voice, he heard mercy; in her eyes, he saw home. But love, to a man like him, was never gentle. It was hunger, possession, a slow, exquisite madness. She thought she was helping him heal. He thought she was finally his. And when he whispered that he'd killed for less than what he felt for her... she believed him. maniac x psychologist STARTED 05/13/24 COMPLETED ???

Do Devils have horns ?, de VMorrigan

Riven was born with chaos in his veins and blood on his hands. A murderer. A patient. A man who once worshipped the wrong woman-until she was ripped away from him. Inez Vale wears her darkness like a second skin. Five years ago, she killed to protect her own twisted secrets. Now, fate locks her inside the same asylum as Riven... But in this place, monsters don't hide under beds. They sit across from you, smile sweetly... and ask how your day's been. Two predators. One cage. And no one leaves unscathed.

Chosen For Death, de queensilver

The Monster: I am the darkness that stalks you, the whisper you hear in the dead of night, the monster that hides beneath your bed. You've always belonged to me. You can run, but I live for the chase. You can beg me to leave, but I know you crave the terror. The Haunted: I feel him-death-lurking at every corner. I'm trapped in his world. I don't recognize myself anymore, with him always by my side, whispering, watching, waiting for me to fall into his shadows. And I can't escape him. Not when I crave him. Unedited♡

I Am No Angel, de An0nym0usTeenAuthor

Three years in an abusive relationship, just for Julia to move in right next to a seral killer, Norman. Talk about bad luck. Especially when she starts dating his brother and decides that she needs to keep it from him. But little does she know; Norman has a thing for her. And what does a serial killer do when he can't politely get what he wants? He gets rid of all the obstacles, and he takes it. TRIGGER WARNINGS!!! -Rape -Molestation -Abuse -Stalking -Violence -Murder -Thoughts/mentions of suicide -Drug use/Overdose

His Bride, de laila_thewriter

{BoyxBoy} "Well I need a wife, if you haven't noticed a wedding is supposed to take PLACE!!" Gustavo yelled making me shrink in fear. He's one scary dude. "Where are we going to get a bride?, It's late" his mother said trying to reason with him. His eyes roamed around the room before it landed on me. "What about him?" Gustavo suggested, his eyes boring into mine, making me shrink a little with fear and discomfort. I wasn't scared of him, it was just that I'm naturally a shy person, so obviously someone who was oozing with such aura would make me panic a bit. "He looks just like his sister, the same skin colour, his hair is shorter but we can work with it" he was talking to himself now, but his gaze was still fixed on me. His eyes then darted to his mother who looked the same as my mother, stressed. "Put him In her wedding clothes, mother go tell the priest not to add the kissing part, I want the wedding short and fast" he said before leaving the room. Slamming the door in anger, which made me flinch ----------- Blake has got to be one of the most unlucky people ever, having to be the first person to notice his sister's disappearance to being the only one who can save his parents face from being ridiculed. He has no other choice but to wed his sister's fiancé-who he has a crush on-, will Gustavo decide to take revenge for the embarrassment his sister almost cost him or will he learn to live and love his new husband. ........... Aug 7th- Aug 23rd You guys might not know it, but you guys mean so much to me for the love and support you've given me and my book, thank you so much ❤️🫂

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How Monsters Confess: A Lost Boys Fanfiction

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. A peculiar young psychologist meets four enigmatic bikers with eyes too old for their faces. She listens when others scream. They circle when others run. There's something about her calm that unsettles them-and something about their hunger that doesn't shake her in the slightest. As sessions bleed into obsession, what starts as fascination unfurls into something darker: a study in appetite, violence, and the intimacy of confession. She offers them questions. They offer her their pasts. And somewhere in the echo between mind and monster... someone is losing control. In a game of predators and patients-who's really doing the hunting?