First Yandere Mga Nobela at Kwento

She turned, gazing at me with a look that said she wanted to bury me alive and asked; "What?" Suzuki Yua is one of my friends. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed a dark purple colour and she had dark cat-like eyes. Yua is a beauty with a cold temperament. Also rich and proud. Our parents are friends as well as business partners but I don't like her one bit. She's just a stepping stone for me to achieve what I want. When I'm done, I'll destroy her too. "Who's he?" I asked, nodding slightly in the new guy's direction.

And the first person I notice, whom I also believe noticed me first, is Yolie. She isn’t looking anything like she did on the internet. In those pictures, she hadn’t changed. She still wore on her cute makeup, as well as her innocent expression for deceit. Now, she has the vibe and looks of an evil step-mother spurted out of a dark fantasy. Eryis runs from my side when she finds Nectar standing beside Zeath. It’s her shriek that diverts Zeath’s attention to my direction before he ditches his wife for me. Ironic.

she said, shaking her head in grim amusement. Yuria's spine tingled with reckless exhilaration as she imagined Miranda's bright, eager eyes swirling in heartbreaking sorrow. She was terrified at the prospect of her friend eventually realizing the awful reality - that the person she considered her soul sister had not only been sleeping with her beloved lover but had relished every agonizing minute of it.

It wasn’t nervousness, it was control, a deliberate display of calm meant to unnerve her. Yuna’s sharp eyes bore into hers, dissecting her every move and her every breath. “I can’t stoop to the level of disciplining a mistress,” Yuna began with venom. “It’s not the first time I’ve encountered one of Zavian’s… indiscretions.” The corners of her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. “Though I’ll admit, you’re the first who is one of our female neighbors. That’s new!”

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."

[Male lead: Kayden] [Female lead: Lydia] ••••• SCENE: They're in an alley and having intimacy for the first time. Kayden is an incubus, a creature who feeds on sex. While Lydia is a Vampire. ••••••••••

she said. Daniel rolls his eyes and Amanda screamed again. “If you two don’t want to get toasted, go inside,” she said. They both went into the hut. “Easy there,” she said but Amanda was screaming and then her bones sifts and the cracking sounds could be heard. “It hurts the first time relax,” she said. Amanda growled and after a while, she shifts into a huge white wolf. She was growling and was about to attack Daciana and in a matter of seconds, Daciana understood that she is not the wolf she thought.

Beth's POV "Sir Ralyks, I’d like you to meet Yuri. She’s one of the best fighters in the KariBlanc combat force," Aldred said warmly, gesturing towards her. Beside Aldred stood a woman with a bright smile on her face. Her hair was a bright shade of pink, cropped short just above her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds in the sunlight, reflecting her confidence. Despite her warrior status, Yuri’s appearance was unexpectedly casual.

A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths. “It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.” Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira. “Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.