Fnia Yandere Novels & Stories

Andrea Pendragon is a beautiful girl with a charming personality, age nineteen, a year older than Danial and Seiran. She had short mud blond hair that barely reached her nape. The vibrant emerald eyes had a transparent blue tone in them. Her unique eye color always attracted others. She had pale white skin to the point of being sickly, thick eyelashes, and an upturned nose with freckles adorning her face. Her beauty lies in her genuine and charming smile.

"Did Alexis tell you that when she asked her parents for a musical instrument the only one they could get her was a triangle because she totally sucked at the rest of the instruments?" Alexis gasped outrageously. "I should not have told you that, Meg!" The new girl chuckled and extended her hand towards me. "Meg. The Beta Female. Nice to meet you, Luna." Slowly, my hand travelled up to grasp hers in a handshake that was blissfully short. I looked down as quickly as I let go. "My name is Adrienne. Not Luna." There was a brief silence like she didn't know what to do with that but she quickly covered it up with a smile. "Okay then. Adrienne it is."

Freya did turn and then she smiled at the face she saw. " Nia, when did you get here?" She didn't want to take her eyes off the old lady still being dragged out. "I came a few minutes ago. The gamma had sent for me. He said that you will be getting mated to the Alpha Damien this night" " Ofcourse Nia. Tonight I will not just become Damien's Luna, I'll also extend my stronghold over his forces. Soon I'll be the most feared werewolf in all clans. Soon I will have control over everyone"

I know both of them are desperate to get back to their mates. Yara, my new Gamma female, is strong and fierce but also kind. She comes from a very powerful Gamma line in Yellowstone and is a perfect match for Jasper. Emily, my new Delta female, is calm and quiet, a watcher. People often underestimate her because of it, but she is an incredibly strong fighter. Not in Zahra’s league, of course, but strong nonetheless, and she keeps Marcus on his toes.

Ylva Ylva, loyal Beta to Andreas Turner, stood stone-faced as her Alpha barked negotiations over the phone. The human official’s voice – familiar from the rare occasions they liaised with the few high-level humans that knew about the werewolf world – screeched through the phone speakers.

It was always about Nia’s safety. I had underestimated the reach of a man like Darius. He might have initially mistaken Nia for Zuri, but that error had been rectified, and now he knew exactly who she was. "How many scouts are at the site?" I asked. "Twenty. Our elite trackers." "I should tell you," I started, looking out the window as the forest thinned. "Nia is a blood-daughter of the Shadowfang line. Darius is her half-brother." Tunde went still, his disbelief etched into his features. "You are not serious."

"If you go to the elders or the lawmakers, Alpha will definitely find out." Yuna leaned against the headboard of the bed. Her face was so pale it almost looked translucent, and even her lips had lost all color. Of course she knew. Damon no longer loved her, but he would never allow her to leave. It wasn't because he couldn't bear to let her go. It was because she was the last survivor of the Frostveil Pack and a rare white wolf. Those things still made her valuable to the Fendon Pack. "So go find me a witch," Yuna said, looking at Amy. Her voice was so calm it felt almost lifeless. "Do it without alerting anyone."

"But at least we have a clue at the moment. The enemy speaks to you, Sera and wants something from you. Maybe that’s why you weren’t dominated or killed. Which is a relief. But we still need a lot of research. Leave this room with the teachers. I’ll let you know about everything. I think it’s your merit to know, since you’re involved." At that moment someone knocked on the door. A brunette woman with purple eyes and white hair trapped in a ponytail. "Hello, ma'am. I came here as you asked." she said with a gentle smile. "Sera, Kyria, this is Andromeda Andersen." It will help you get your wolf back. She comes from two ancient bloodlines and is certainly the best person for this job." - I told

“Our Luna’s case is very special; it will take some time to gather research and find out what exactly has happened to her Lycan genes and where they came from.” “Don’t worry about that,” Calix says and walks over to the door, motioning for Omega Dunya to bring in the body of Evander. “You can use this in case she needs any more blood transfusions, he should be a match, and he is also a half-relative of Amira. He should be of some use.” “Oh, dear,” the doctor mumbles. “Well, we shall get to work then.” “Let me know the moment she wakes up, I’ll be in my office in the meantime.”

“Yafi’s a good one, just hot-tempered sometimes. And don’t forget — the guards are the ones hunting the tasty food you love stealing!” Honestly, it was like the creature understood me — he dropped his furry head guiltily, crawled closer and started rubbing against me. Sucking up. Sneaky little shit. And then, like a pack of hyenas screaming or nails on a chalkboard, we hear Nufira’s wail. We’d never heard such a hysterical shriek the entire trip — and that girl loves squealing and screaming over the tiniest thing that scares her… or doesn’t. Honestly, I’m starting to think I’m not the only one she drives insane.