Aphmau #yandere Novels & Stories

in a flash his finger was deep inside her making her scream in both pain and pleasure. "Ariel came to my room this instant" Damien said to Ariel through the mind Link using his Alpha tone. ______ Damien's words echoed in her head and she Wondered what she had done this time, he had left the Lightroom angrily and now he had mindlinked her to come to his room.

Erden curses, pressing his back against the wall and tilts his head back. "I'm so sorry." Tamarra mutters in sobs. Her voice sounds like an echo in my head. I try hard not to cry my heart out right now. I plop down on a chair and hold my exploding head in my hands. I feel a supportive hand rest on shoulder. I look up and see Azure smiling at me. "He is going to be fine, I'm sure." I nod, trying to believe in his words. Azure takes a seat by my side and right now, I just need a shoulder to cry. Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly.

2Pac kissed Amy all over her neck and down her chest. He had his hands massaging her hips and her slender waist. Amy didn’t know that the reason the cyborg showed an attraction toward her is that she looked identical to his master, Irena. Irena programmed 2Pac to show affection toward his creator. In 2Pac’s mind, since Amy looked like Irena, his cyber neuro inputs told him he was making love to his master.

I glanced at my thin fingers, studying the battered band I spun with my left thumb, the identical partner to Lillith’s. "Fayle?" My head snapped up at the sound of her voice. "Yeah?" "I miss him." "Me too." "Do you think we'll ever find him?" "I know we will." "What if we're too late?" "Then we'll find a way to free him." She rolled over to face me, her long white hair coiling around her neck. "And if we can't?" "We'll find him." She curled herself into a ball, hugging her knees to her chest. "But -"

When a lone message pops up on my whatsapp screen i am too into cool fm's honey's night cafe to notice (That lady sounds like an angel and a greek siren, all wrapped up in one. Then i see it. A text from an unsaved number with an anime character with blue hair and round eyes as its profile picture. One word. One word that changes everything i have known. It says: Hey. I roll over and type: Hey you. Then i hit the send button. Aye warrior. Aye, i know the man. He has arms the width of an ox's neck and strength to rival that of a python breaking prey. He has the courage of lightning—a fearless will to walk all paths, and the ferocity of a leopard. He is like Amadioha, on a rainy night.

“Are you a Hati Phantom?” “That I am,” said the girl. “Phantom XIII Hekate.” Ren froze when he heard that accursed name. The girl then glanced around at the fallen bodies lying around her before looking straight at Ren. “Get out of my way. My only target here is HiroYuuki Yamada. Unlike some, I don’t like to kill unnecessarily. Furthermore, Yamada is really taking things a little too far.” She shook her head. “Honestly. Hiring over eighty men to protect oneself. It is really a hassle to take them all out without killing them.”

“Blanche's fighting against a web of betrayal while trying to protect the ones she loves. I just hope she’s prepared for what’s coming.” Yama took one last look at Aerith, her heart heavy yet hopeful. “I’ll be rooting for you,” she whispered, gently caressing Aerith’s cheek before stepping out of the room. As she closed the door, she felt a mix of determination and worry swirling inside her. Inside the room, a subtle shift occurred. Aerith's fingers flicked slightly, the faintest sign of returning consciousness. It's as if the warmth of Yama’s touch lingered on her skin, a reminder that she wasn’t alone in this fight.

Zuriel said. The council silenced for a moment, and for that moment, only the tapping of someone's shoes u der the table and the faint crashes from a distance can be heard, though they are quite sure that those sounds came from the training grounds where the younger warriors are training. The silence however, was broken when the door suddenly opened. And in came, Ahmya Yamato, sitting on a wheelchair pushed by her younger brother. Everyone in the council knew that the eldest Yamato child suffers from an incurable magical disease, her father have already done everything in his power and sought powerful magical Healers to try and put an extension to his daughter's life. Everything has limits,

“Y-You’re not... W-what are you?” “I asked you, where am I?!” she repeated the question. “D-Drysdale!” “No!” she growled loudly. Amara could not even control herself anymore. She felt her nails digging deeper into the human’s skin. Anger and the familiar heat started to consume her. Her heart was pounding loudly out of rage. It was the first time she ever felt that, and she couldn’t understand why until she saw her eyes reflecting from the woman’s eyes. It was a pair of golden mist eyes...

As I approach them, from the way they are laughing, I know I will not like whatever it is they are calling me to see. “Wow! So, this is the girl Aput dumped you for?” she giggles, shoving her phone in my face. On her screen is a picture of Aput kissing a mixed-race girl in front of what I can recognise is the front of Liquid Nitrogen . Amanda scrolls to the next picture of them still standing there, but this time with him grinning at the camera, selfie-style, and her looking up at him with stars in her eyes. The post is simply captioned, Bae .I can’t help the snigger that escapes my lips.