Anime Yandere Novels & Stories

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

As if God had sculpted every inch of that woman with the precise intention of destroying me. Merde, and I would die happily. Preferably with my mouth on that delicious pussy. “Are you going to stand there all day?” Anya asked, her voice a provocative murmur. She turned slowly, swaying that enormous ass, taking over my vision, the soft flesh rippling like water. “Or are you going to follow me?” “Anya…” “What is it?” She looked over her shoulder, that mischievous smile on her lips. “Are you embarrassed? Are you going to be embarrassed now?”

Can’t‍ stop crying. “She looks like‌ Ay​an‍a,” David obs‌erves. “Aro‍u‌nd the e‌yes.” ‍He’s righ​t. Kiya h‌as​ Ayan​a’s eyes. The same shape, the‍ same dep⁠th. “A​ll our girls have th‍o​se​ eyes,” Amon says. “Must be a Nakitende tryai​t from S⁠arah‍’s side.”

I want to see her crawl. I tilted my head. “Failure is a strong word coming from someone who thinks being marked by your mate is the biggest achievement for an omega. If Gabriel is busy, it’s because he has a pack to lead. And as his mate, I should help him by managing his pack’s affairs instead of being just a bed warmer like you.” The jab hit home. Lily’s face contorted, the refined lady vanishing to reveal the feral rogue beneath. With a shrill cry of rage, she lunged. She didn't shift, but her nails grew into claws as she swung wildly at my face.

“You don’t know anything. You are just a floozy who moves from man to man for her weekly paycheck.” “You would never be able to land one of these men, so I don’t know why you are even here. You aren’t even pretty.” “Exactly! Who dyes their hair in such colours and thinks that is attractive?! You’re such a weirdo you don’t belong here.” Midway through their rant, the door opens behind them and Anya walks in. She hears this and I see her features darken. Knowing she is about to jump in to defend me I try to signal her to not get involved. She nods and walks further into the room.

she ordered, pulling Matthew over so she could swallow his root while jerking off Shield and Johan. Nathan scrambled to take Michael's place, easing his spit-slick shaft into her ass. It was everything he could ever have wanted it to be . . . which didn't really surprise him, since he'd done it before. But Anya had a way of reminding you, each time you had sex with her in any capacity, why you always came crawling back for more. And Nathan would crawl over broken glass for a chance to feel the tight velvet glove that was Anya's asshole. He started off slowly with nice, long, even strokes while he reached around her body and grasped her perky little tits. He watched the way the muscles of her

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.

Anya's tone turned playful, taunting the other woman with a hint of truth. The woman advanced menacingly, but Anya held her ground, her expression unyielding. “You think you are better than me just because you got pregnant for him? What does that make you? You are a fucking whore!” My anger was ignited, my instincts surging forth. I was about to intervene when Anya's palm met the woman's cheek with a resounding slap. The impact was intense, leaving the woman's doll-like features in a momentary state of shock before she crumpled to the ground.

Kim put down her cup and stood up, with a sharp corner of her mouth, "You'd better worry about whether your sister will suffer." "Wow! So cool!" Yana sees Kim's cold ruthless look and instantly turns to fan girl mode. Kim already has the appearance of a cool fairy. For Yana, when the fairy acts cooler, the more heroic they appear. It's commonly known as aggressive. There are many female fighters in this circle, they are both salt and sweet, but not to be trifled with! Randy was worried, "Miss, do you really want to fight?" "Don't worry, boss. I've told you that she's pretty good at it."

she said, suppressing excitement but still unsure. Morozko obliged, snickering. “Perhaps you are getting too well-fed like one of Baba Yaga’s stock chickens.” “Shut up Kolya, you louse! You are the one that eats like a pig, not me, I eat like a bird. A firebird.” Anya stepped away from him. She tucked black hair tangles behind her ear. It fell in long locks to her slim waist, framing her heart-shaped face. “Well then, what do you think?”