My Psychopath (On Hold) by An Inconvenience At Your Service at Inkitt

Summary

Asher Lee. A 17-year-old boy who just wants to live life and not be bound by the rules of a pack finds himself 4,208 miles from home, searching for his mate and to feel freedom for the last time. There, he finds his mate, a mysterious one at that, who wants absolutely nothing to do with him while Asher wants to do everything with her. Asher learns little by little how dangerous his mate is, and how one mistake could lead to a thousand deaths. Elizabeth De Luca. A 17-year-old assassin with more than a thousand deaths under her belt doesn't want the life she is currently in. She has lost all capabilities to feel emotions, let alone empathy or compassion. Her plan is simple, finish school and get the fuck out of England, far, far away from where nobody could find her. But when Asher comes into the picture, everything gets muddled up and Elizabeth's carefully constructed plan falls to bits. And for the first time since she was 8, she felt feelings. Elizabeth wants nothing to do with him. The only thing she wants is for a dagger to go through his heart or a bullet through his head, and she was going to make sure, she was the one doing it. Started: 11 11 2020 Finished:

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Hello! Thanks for taking interest in my book, I hope it's up to your expectations!

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This is my first time writing in the third person so bear 3with me if I make any mistakes.

This will be kinda about ASPD or antisocial personality disorder so I'm sorry in advance if any of you are offended.

I took my time to research and try to understand the illness as best as my peanut-sized brain can.

Edit 11 24 2020

I decided to ditch writing in the third person. I'm gonna edit the chapters sooner or later. Sorry.💖

Quick disclaimer: Blood, profanities and sensitive topics such as rape and abuse will be present.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.