sociopath stare stories

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Heather is a school going girl falls in love with a boy named jonah from another school they both meet daily in the bus stop they share daily. it is a first love for both of them and intend to be their last

Detective and head of chief police Carl is faced with another case, another murder case at this point nothing shakes her until her and her team handles the 'pretty blond case',the brutal murder of 'Jennifer Andersons' the case is not all that it seems as Carl and her team dig much deeper they find themselves shaken for the first time.. Jennifer's friends fall deep into the suspicious list, the girls are kept in a house and a questioned through a game call 'stare at the liar' to say their stay in the house was pure horror.. revealing untold secrets, long-held grudges, hatred, jealousy, broken friendships was an understatement

Tensity In a scarred world there lives a boy. A scarred child seen as merely a toy. All that cared for him died. But he went to help, he really tried. Once a scarred child now just empty. He lives on promise alone, and that is plenty. Comfort and fulfillment are his drive. Nothing in the way of that can possibly survive. To journey beyond in this new world. Chaos his simple actions herald. A war beyond comprehension. A man without apprehension. All in the present written at different times. A sociopath acts solely within their own interests. But if a sociopath believed that empathy was the path to contentment then wouldn’t that make them less of a sociopath? No it wouldn’t, but it would make one more morally solvent. If one believes that an emotional bond is true happiness then they’d strive to form one. If a sociopath felt the same way, they’d search endlessly for something they felt anything for, and care for it like nothing else. Published on Webnovel, Inkitt, and Wattpad. As all site’s terms of service say, my sharing of my own product with them is non-exclusive and it still belongs to me.

Sociopath is a mental health disorder characterized by disregard for other people. Those with antisocial personality disorder (ASPD) may begin to show symptoms in childhood, but the condition can't be diagnosed until adolescence or adulthood. Aurelia 'Lobak' Gabriela is a famous author and entrepreneur. She broke up with her ex a year ago, but she can't move on and waiting for her. One day, her doctor sends her a private nurse to take care of her. Will she fell for her or keep waiting for her ex?

The people living in this world have no idea of what might in a few years, months, weeks, days or even in the next second. In a few years the sun will deplete and there are more than enough chances of overpopulation... In a few months there might no water and clean air to help us survive... In a few weeks the Earth might be too hot due to global warming... In a few days there might be a sudden AI attack... In a few hours there might be a nuclear missile accidental launch... In a few minutes there might be an Alien invasion... In a few seconds a new virus or a disease might emerge to kill all life.. There are some even scarier things like an asteroid collision, a zombie apocalypse, etc. To think about it the humanity is on the verge of extinction every single point of time. But how will the humans survive and stay alive in the end is a bigger question? I just happen to have a nightmare about something far more dangerous than these. So, I decided to turn it into a story in order to give it an ending... A acid created by humans which turned a girl into a killing machine. The extreme pressure and emotions in her will play this game! How will the story end? Well that is something that only time will tell. Read the Story to find out... ___________ This story is completely fiction based and a figment of the Author's imagination. This story is not against an character or a place choosen for real time. __________

Love.... What is this emotion that you speak about... Does it even exist.... To me?.... I'd never forget the day she smiled at me after I asked her why she was the way she was, I remember her asking me if I could handle it, if I could handle her...I laughed and look away from her eyes in moments like this, her confidence overwhelms my heart, so I crumble and and look away before I collapse. "I'm a sociopath...." She whispers making my neck snap back to her searching for that joking smile or laugh but she just raise a brow and struggled to hold in a laugh. "Ha see I told you, you can't handle me Khalid, stop wasting your time not that I mind though" she mutters before looking back up at the sky and sliding her eyes close probably due to the beautiful wind that caresses our being. For some weird reason I was unable to say a word but instead I just stared as her face that was now exposed due to her laying down on her back, every time she says those words I'm speechless, and she feels the need to remind me every time about her diagnosis, even though I want to pretend that it does exist, I guess this is her own way of caring, telling me how dangerous she could be...I probably should listen but I can't- "I know what you are thinking right now....I would not waste my time trying to defend myself nor would I try to proof to you about how am a good human being and blah blah blah, this is just me, emotions don't exist to me but transactions of self gratification do...if you don't like me then I dare you to walk away" those were the words she said to me the first time she ever revealed her diagnosis to me while staring up at me with her beautiful gummy smile. as if what she had just said to me was nothing big, as if it wasn't something that could make a human run far far away from her being, as if it was not something that could make me neurotic, and I don't know if I'm just plain stupid or not right now, but my feet still refused to move no matter how heavy the word that escaped from her lips felt against my being, I didn't move.. not even an inch, as my brain yelled at me to leave, Run and to flee, because these are the very people my parents told me to stay away from when I was younger they gave the word danger the meaning it has today,for they were the complete nuisances and deviants to society, or at least that was what everyone said simply because there is still currently no cure to this type of wounded minds in which these specific section of people possess, so of course,it's better to stay away from them right?, right?. But maybe she herself knew that I couldn't do it, that I couldn't walk away from her while being entrapped in my emotions and being enchanted by her beauty. I've heard from people that love always tend to make one weak and indeed she already has me on my knees and she knows it and I guess that's the scary part of it, maybe that's why she dared me walk away, with her cold eyes captivating me in a trance along with her beautiful smile, perhaps I'm stupid...because this was a very clear red flag, but here I was ready to sign myself up for that. "Pleasure to meet you once again" was all I said in reply giving her a goofy smile making her raise a brow at me, with a thoughtful look on her face before she smirked and shook her head..I wonder what she was thinking about right now... probably about how stupid I am or even more..that's one thing I've always disliked about her..it's almost impossible to read her but she knows how to read everybody within 3-5 minutes max, she reads the room like it's the back of her hand in her calculated mind...and then she goes on further to block you out with her beautiful innocent yet cold big Brown eyes..with her calculated gaze which still surprisingly able to make you feel comforted, understood and safe. And What a big mistake it is to believe that she cares about you enough to keep you safe when to her the world and relationships are simply all about what she can gain.

I joined a dating show. Ran into a terrible production team; out of three couples, only the Superstar and I were left, staring at each other. The silence was deafening. I've never seen a dating show end with two guys left. The Superstar: "How about we get to know each other?" Me: "Let's not. I'm just some loser who's always on his phone." The Superstar: "What a coincidence. That's just my type." Me: "???"

He watches her like she’s the answer to a question only he knows. When Lana Hart lands a job under the cold, enigmatic CEO Kieran Valen, she doesn’t expect her world to slowly unravel. He’s intense, obsessive, and dangerously protective — and Lana finds herself drawn into his dark orbit, unable to escape the way he looks at her like she already belongs to him. But just as she begins to question her feelings, something sinister stirs in the shadows. A string of murders grips the city — and one forgotten phone case, a chilling memory, and a hauntingly familiar gaze begin to stitch together a truth Lana isn’t ready for. One man hides secrets behind sharp suits and soft stares. The other… hides behind a smile that could kill. In a game of possession, obsession, and twisted pasts, Lana must figure out who to trust — before she becomes the next beautiful thing to be broken.

Through science a mistake was made. The mistake resulted in a mutation never before seen. In a boy locked away before the end as he was deemed too threatening. !Warning! Dark/messed up themes present. Not for the faint hearted. Thanks for reading.