Who Are The Yandere Characters In 'Gacha Summon'Em All....And Yandere Too'?

***************Read With Holy Water, A Priest, And Your Ancestors On Speed Dial From Chapter 40.⚠️****************************************************************** Twenty years ago, three Alpha Kings slaughtered my entire Omega clan. My parents were among the dead, along with my twin brother. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. She cursed their unborn sons, binding all three to a single fated mate they must claim before their twentieth birthday. Or die. I am that mate. And I came here for revenge. Rhydian rejected me the moment the bond surfaced. Yet he cannot seem to stay away. Tavian believes he is always one step ahead. He has no idea I am the one guiding the game. Astarian offers a kindness so genuine it unsettles me more than either of them. I am the last son of Kaida, leader of the slaughtered Omega clan. I can shapeshift, bend wills, and bring three Alpha heirs to their knees without ever drawing a blade. My revenge was perfectly planned. Until the mate bond changed everything. Because the closer I get to destroying their fathers, the harder it becomes to ignore what I feel for their sons. Now vengeance, destiny, and loyalty are on a collision course—and only one can survive. *****Dark revenge themes. Violent battles. Dangerous secrets. Three Alpha heirs who will keep you turning pages. And an Omega determined to bring an empire to its knees.*****

I’m the heroine in an erotic story. My specialty? Turning anything hot or cold into something steamy. On the first day I landed in a horror game, the boss told everyone to choose how they wanted to die. I smiled and said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.” Boss: “???”

I woke up as the Villainess, but instead of a halo, I got a Scythe. However, my power has attracted the world's most dangerous monsters: A possessive Werewolf, a bloodthirsty Vampire, a Tentacle-wielding Professor, and a Biblically Accurate Angel with a thousand eyes. They think I'm their prey to be tamed, but they forgot one thing: I am Death itself.

I transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”

After I transmigrate into a Gary Stu novel as the evil male supporting lead, a system appears in my mind. It tells me that as long as I can conquer one of the female leads, I will be able to return to my original world with a healthy body. But I've failed in my conquest. There are a few female leads in this novel. There's the fake heiress, Leslie Jackman, who I have grown up with and have viewed as my older sister. The true heiress, Miranda Suller, is a boxer who happens to be seatmates with me during our high school times. My childhood sweetheart, Catherine Langdon, who's also a genius surgeon, happens to be one of the female leads too. Heck, even my own daughter, Natalie Jackman… my own flesh and blood… All of them are quick to fall for Gabriel Linner, the poor yet strong-willed young man who's also known as the Gary Stu of this novel. Because of that, they hate me deeply. The system sighs before telling me that as long as I can die in the hands of any of the female leads, it will let me return to my original world. Later on, I use all of the tricks up my sleeve and succeed in getting killed by the female leads. But why is it that they've lost their minds after I die?

Anomalies were descending on the world when I got thrown into a horror dungeon. The problem? I was a hopeless romantic. An even bigger problem? The dungeon’s final boss turned out to be more of a lovesick idiot than I was. The moment he saw me, he practically begged to be my personal simp.. Me: Wait… we’re doing that already? The barrage of comments exploded: “Look at him. The mighty final boss is willing to be the third wheel.” “Sorry, sweetie, but our girl already has two anomalies in line. Even if he’s the boss, he still has to take a number.”