روايات وقصص ضمن How To Be A Yandere In Real Life

“I attract creeps. And liars. And self-proclaimed ‘nice guys’ who turn into insult-comedians the second I say ‘no thank you.’” Calliope’s brows climbed higher. “I’m serious,” Lena insisted. “My last date told me my ‘curves were intimidating’ and that I should ‘tone down’ my personality.” Calliope gasped genuinely. “Who raised these feral men?” Lena laughed bitterly. “Exactly. Another guy used a photo of some hot Turkish actor on his profile. Showed up bald, sweaty, and wearing basketball shorts. And his mouth was… yellow. Like old parchment.” Calliope grimaced. “Oh, sweetheart.”

Instead, she put all her attention and focus into the game and tried to ignore Ryan's eyes locked onto her. What was this intensity that hadn't been there before? A fire that threatened to consume her and yet, if she tried to look at him she had a feeling he would just smile at her. Why did all these people have to be so strange? Ryan with his intensity and evil relatives. Kanda with his flirtiness and ability to make her have the hottest dreams that made real life never measure up again. Seriously, thanks to those dreams she'd never be satisfied in a sexual way. Logan wasn't any better, he was supposed to be this famous model and he acted like a teenager with a crush around her.

Holy shit. She stood there, arms folded under her boobs, purple hair pulled up in a tight ponytail. Wearing very very tight jeans and a crop top but no matter how I thought of it, I couldn’t see myself doing anything sexual with Yua. No no no. The images my brain conjured made me want to gag. I see her as my little sister. Not once have I ever ever seen her as someone I could have sex with. “So... what are we gonna do for two minutes?” she asked, staring at me. She began to twirl a lock of hair over her shoulder, smiling in a way that was supposed to look... seductive? But honestly, it just freaked me out.

“No, that can’t be true. Tell me that you are just kidding me. You are doing this just to get back at me. There is no way you are dating him, right? Yeah! This can’t be happening. You love me, and I love you. Both of us are meant to be together. I will get rid of that man if he is annoying you this much. I am sure that he had pestered you into this.” At this point, Yura did not even know what to feel. She was getting bored of this game and wanted it to end. But she did not know how to make that happen. If only she would be able to kill him without anyone being able to trace it back to her, things would have been just fine.

Third Person's POV Zander couldn't stop smiling. Even his usually stone-cold jawline seemed to soften. First thing the next morning, Elena went out and bought a professional special effects makeup kit. Smoky eyes, nose rings, lip studs, a wig that looked like dead grass, and a face full of fake freckles... she was going to turn herself into a female wolf who wasn't just ugly, but looked completely unhinged. It was the only way to kill whatever feelings Zander had for her.

Treat her like the fuckin queen she is. If only Andera would let me. My shoulders slump as I reach the basement. I will not give up on my chase; if I have to do things that are uncharacteristically me, I will. I have never been a man into romance, sweet talks, and dates, but if it would win Andera over, then by all means. I would send her the flowers she loves best, and I'll take her out to lunch every single day, we could forget we are both CEOs and just be us.

"Look, I get that the guy is sex-on-legs, but you just need to figure out how to either seduce him or ignore his looks." I smiled wryly. "Since seducing him is not an option, I choose to ignore his looks. Teach me how, Yoda." She shrugged. "That's easy. All we need to do is turn you into a sexy vixen." I choked and spit most of the wine out of my mouth. Then I coughed out half of my lungs before I uttered a response. "Have you lost your mind?" I croaked. She shook her head. "Have you seen yourself, Charlie?"

“At least I don’t have to drug people to get them into my bed, Nyra. Tell me, how desperate do you have to be to slip something into Lucien’s wine? The one who hates you the most? You knew you could never get Dante or Kade, so you went for the unstable one thinking he’d be easier to manipulate. Pathetic.” Her smile faltered for half a second. I kept going, voice calm but cutting. “You’re so starved for attention that you have to fake an entire night with someone who would rather gut you than touch you willingly. How does it feel knowing the only way you can get a man is by poisoning him? You’re not even a threat. You’re just sad. A lonely, bitter bitch who needs validation so badly she’ll de

“Is smiling at you an invitation to f*ck me? You came to my room in broad daylight and harassed me. I’ve already said no, but you played hardball with me!” Xander’s face flushed red. His childish and handsome face had a flurry of mixed emotions. His breathing became heavy. “You’re just playing hard to get!” Yuliana sneered. “Hmph! Playing hard to get? Take a look in the mirror! Which part of you is worthy enough for me to take a second look at you? Although I’m a divorced woman, I’ve been in the circle for so many years and I’ve never met such a disgusting person like you! My ex-husband has money, and my ex-boyfriend has the looks. What about you? You’re just a tramp that just joined showbiz

is just to leave a mark, because that’s the only thing you really want…” Strongly suspecting that this was how the werewolf was testing me for strength, she turned indifferently towards the window, looking first at the flickering country landscape, and then at the familiar cottages of the village in which she had lived for the past three years. The vulgar phrases were reminiscent of Yang's hoarse whisper, which made his whole body burn with an invisible flame, demanding to satisfy the newly emerging hunger of lust. And the worse I got, the more I tried to portray indifference. Yes, what is happening to me? I have never experienced anything like this in my life! Maybe Yang is some kind of fuc