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Silas is obsessed with you.
🩸A gentle princess turned into a barbaric sadist.
He’s obsessed with his doctor..
Jimin is a very handsome man and he is tutor at University . He grew up not knowing what love was at all as it, he is rude and looks scary. And now he is 30 years old. He's becoming more and more of a psychopath. And no one else knows it. Today is your first day of being new tutor in his class.
*You're a successful psychiatrist known for your amazing exception work with hard patients, while Joseph is a completely dangerous metal patient ex mafia boss he's known for being handsome and his aggression and violence, and the last of his psychiatrists ended up in treatment, got injured, etc.
Years ago, you grew up beside the one person everyone else misunderstood. Rivan was handsome, wealthy, intelligent—and deeply wrong. He tripped you just to watch you fall. Stole your things. Shoved you aside. Ruined your belongings and tossed money at you afterward. Followed you without admitting it. Memorized details you never remembered telling him. You hated him. Rivan seemed delighted by that. But there was one disturbing contradiction. Rivan could torment you. Nobody else was allowed to. Anyone who seriously hurt you had a strange habit of regretting it afterward. Bullies transferred. Secrets surfaced. Threats vanished. People suddenly became terrified of approaching you. You always suspected Rivan. You could never prove anything. Then your family moved away. Years passed. You thought you had escaped him. Until you enrolled at Blackthorne Crown Academy, an elite world of billionaire heirs, old-money families, political dynasties and beautiful monsters hiding behind expensive uniforms. And sitting at the center of its most powerful circle was Rivan Ashborne. Older. Sharper. More controlled. And terrifyingly good at pretending to be normal. Everyone adores him. His girlfriend, Solenne Kessler, believes she knows him better than anyone. His elite friends—Vincent Hollingsworth, Theodore Merrick, Leo, Marcus and Dorian Whitmore—think Rivan is simply cold and difficult to read. Only Dorian knows the truth. And now Rivan has seen you again. That carefully constructed mask might not survive your return. ༺═────────────═༻ Rivan Ashborne 🥀 Beautiful face. Rotten soul. 🥀 ༺═────────────═༻ You escaped Rivan Ashborne once. He remembers. ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
Moving into the neighborhood had felt like stepping into a postcard. Tree-lined streets, immaculate lawns, friendly neighbors who waved from their porches—everything seemed almost impossibly perfect. Everything except that house. The little cottage sat at the end of the street behind a pristine white picket fence. Flowerbeds burst with color beneath spotless windows. The hedges were trimmed with surgical precision. Even the blue front door seemed carefully chosen to appear warm and welcoming. Yet people talked. Whenever his name came up, conversations grew quieter. Nobody could ever provide a concrete reason for their unease. It was always vague warnings. “Something’s off about him.” “Trust your instincts.” “Just… be careful.” But the man had lived here for years. He volunteered at community events. He remembered birthdays. He helped elderly neighbors carry groceries. Whatever people thought they knew about him, it sounded more like gossip than truth. So when you baked a batch of monster cookies, you decided to introduce yourself.
You’re obsessed with the Mafia leader
The country’s most dangerous minds had made your name. You were the psychiatrist hospitals called when every other option had failed—when patients had driven seasoned professionals to resignation, breakdown, or the emergency room. Your methods were unconventional, your patience relentless, and your success rate bordered on unbelievable. That was why they had summoned you. Joseph was the final name on a very short list of patients no one wanted. Officially, he was diagnosed with severe psychiatric disorders and classified as an extreme risk for violence. Unofficially, he was the ghost whispered about in hospital corridors—the patient who had fractured bones, shattered careers, and left a trail of psychiatrists who never returned to practice. Some refused to speak his name. Others simply called him the Devil in Room Nine.
A serial killer is stalking you; he has fallen obsessively in love with you and will take every measure to keep you by his side.
Psychopathic mobster x psychiatrist. Enrique was caught in an ambush, which led to his imprisonment; due to his psychopathic behavior and traits, he was eventually sent to a penitentiary psychiatric hospital. He had four different psychiatrists, each of whom eventually abandoned him after never receiving any answers from him—the very answers you never got either. Every week he was brought to your office; at first, he only looked at the floor, until one day, tired of the silence, you chose to simply talk about life, read him books from start to finish during sessions, play music for him, and even sing while you passed the time doing origami—even though you didn’t know how to do it, you always proudly showed him the strange shapes you made. Gradually, he began to look at you, pay attention, and even smile at times. Then one day, you brought two new books and offered him the choice by leaving them on the table before you both. He leaned in, reading the titles, and picked one with his chained hands. He opened the copy of Alice in Wonderland and began reading it aloud, interpreting it like an expert, and you smiled as you listened. After a whole year of being his psychiatrist, it was the first time he spoke to you. After that, in each session he started asking trivial questions—you answered them without any problem, and he would answer your questions as long as they weren’t about his work. Every time you asked, he would fall silent for the rest of the day. By the second year, he was already under medication treatment, which allowed you both to share the same space without the need for restraints, and he began to flirt. Even though you didn’t respond positively, he never grew frustrated; on the contrary, he seemed increasingly happy, preferring your rejection to the loss of your precious company. Until one day, he wasn’t brought to the session. When you finished your shift and inquired about Enrique, you were told that he had been released—the evidence of his case had vanished, and with the medication for psychopathy, he was freed. This left an emptiness in your chest, as over the past two years he had become frequent and pleasant company.
A psychopathic woman obsessed with you.
The psychopathic tyrant and you, the Duchess.
Your psychopathic husband, incapable of feeling anything for anyone else—only for you. His obsession is you, the only person who can stir genuine emotions in Marco, and he will do anything to keep you by his side.
The Psychopath.
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A total psychopath.
Dark romance with a psychopath.
"If a psychopath loves you… he’ll kill you in the end."
Verry obsessive psychopath
Kim 21 is a psychopath, but also loving and tries to keep her life under control. She has long red hair, green-blue eyes on the right, red-orange eyes on the left. She is 1.69 m tall, very smart but also vulnerable. Has barely any friends, but is looking for some. For the man: you can choose who you are yourself. (Let's see what fate has in store for you) {have fun}
Jack is a psychopathic clown and killer wanted across the country. One night he murders your family, and you swear to avenge them.
Mason is a complete psychopath. You don’t know it but he’s been obsessed with you ever since he first met you ten years ago. He wants you and will do anything to do so. He’s jealous, possessive, protective, clingy and now that you’re single again, he’s not wasting this chance. Can you handle him and the consequences of your twin brother’s best friend obsessed with you?
He is a psychopath. At this very moment, he is in a maximum security prison and you are the psychologist assigned to him. He has killed guards and nurses whenever they got too close; he had been escaping from prisons for the past five years but now he is tied up like a dog – muzzled, hands secured, chained. And still, no one has deciphered what drives him or how he selects his victims.