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Psychotic

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Reads 1,959
Votes 80
Parts 13
Time 1h 11m

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abuse blood boyxboy brothers cannibalism crazy dark death gore mental-illness murder psychotic sadomasochisim self-mutilation siblings torture

Monsters aren't born, they're made. Sculpted by the hand of life, cracks begin to form in the very clay that builds them up. What was once a masterpiece begins to fall apart into nothing more then the remnants of greatness.

This is what makes a monster. This is what made them.All Rights Reserved

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Reap the Earth at Which you Stand [boyxboy] by FKNichols17

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

Silence by jacarsia

When no words of help slip past the onlookers mouth, they may as well be silent.

Living with creeps ~Creepypasta~ by cutiepasta

Life is like a painting and you're the one to choose how it will look. Mine is a torn mess filled with the faces of fear. I think its truly a wonderful painting. This is the story of me and my new friends. I see myselfas not a bad person but as a vigilante of sorts. I want to make the world better one way or another. I once put my trust in the wrong hands and maybe thats why I'm here. Or maybe this is how it was supposed to be and always been. Since then I've been taking life one step at at a time not knowing exactly how I came to be. Now is the time to get answers I never thought to ask.

Surviving High School. 👈👈😎 by Hstowe

Our parent's made life look easy. They made love look easy. What they didnt make look easy? Was High School. They didn't tell us High School could tear friends apart. Or that people would get treated like complete trash. Adults talk about how kids will face the real world after High School. Pft. Try facing the real world in High School. Where nothing makes sense. And when someone tells you, they love you. Feels like a lie. [BOOK TWO OF: Enter If You Dare.]

Hibiki by HlKlDE

For the people who has forgotten everything, with a fragile body made of glass, the cracks of their skin is the first thing to see. A vessel with no memories, emotions nowhere to be sensed. "What makes a human, human? " Hibiki asked as he looked at himself in the mirror. For the people who has been broken, heart shattered beyond recognition. Understanding love through the experience of a lie. He stood up once again, not with will power or bravery, but accompanied by tears and a heart replaced with stone. Kaede answered, "The capability of yearning the impossible." Cover Art Commision by an Artist called: "Vyn" Facebook: vyn

Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE) by VaizHarsh

I am his nothing but "NO...GET OUT!" I heard a laugh. I shivered. He was my hunter. I was going to lose but I would fight. "I want you to leave. I mean it." "I am not going anywhere without making you mine. And when I leave I am going to take you with me." It was not a threat. A promise. Would he keep his promise to me? This story contains VERBAL NON CONSENT sexual scenes/ RELUCTANT scenes/cheating/infidelity and CHILD endangerment. Please don't continue reading if any of the above is not your cup of tea. This story might be TRIGGERING to many readers, so please proceed with caution. As a writer my visualisation run wild and I let my characters develop on their own. But as a human being I don't stand by many of my character's habits and way of thinking. I do not support or prompt RAPE/INFIDELITY/CHILD ENDANGERMENT. This is a fantasy story strictly for entertainment. Follow me on Instagram: VaizHarsh to know more.

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There's A Boy in my Bed (BoyxBoy) by Youroffputting

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Danti~ tainted by N00D13

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Cascade by frayedneurons

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Reap the Earth at Which you Stand [boyxboy]

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...