How To Be A Yandere In Real Life Novels & Stories

"Are you implying that women shouldn't have male friends?" "There's no such thing as men and women being 'just friends' in this world," Zoey said mockingly. Seeing this, Yvette decided not to hold back any longer. "From what I know, Ms. Yandell, you frequently change your dance partners. Not only do they dance with you, but they also engage in various forms of physical contact. Isn't that even worse than what I did?" "That's for work! It's not the same as what you did."

“Agree? Me? You are not even in the slightest caliber of the ideal man that I wanted to have.” “Tsk!” He smirks, knowing all that she means by those words. “There is a wall between ideal and reality. And based on my experience, the person who is engrossed to their ideal type is someone who always ends up to the reality that is opposite to what they originally want.” He moves close, closer. Until she hits a wall and Xander traps her in between his arms. “Move away, this is harassment.” Her still proud nature and strong resolve. Which only leads Xander to even want her more.

“Mhm. Sure.” I fidget, feeling exposed. “She just...doesn’t get it. Like, she hates him. He’s the worst. But the way he touches her—it’s like he knows her body better than she does. And she doesn’t know if he really wants her, or if it’s just...an excuse.” Yara tilts her head. “So…they both want casual sex?” My stomach drops. “What?” “You know. Like, a friends-with-benefits thing. No strings. Just...bodies. Some people are into that,” she adds, nonchalantly. “Your friend could try it.”

"Exactly. We're the talk of the town. The whole world is watching us, waiting to see what we'll do next. It's perfect." I shook my head, bile rising in my throat. "No. No way. I'm done, Alex. I'm done with this whole sick charade. Find yourself another fake fiancée, because I quit." I turned to leave, but he was out of his seat in a flash, his hand wrapping around my wrist. "Ava, wait." I tried to pull away, but his grip was iron-clad. "Let me go, Alex." "Not until you listen to me." His voice was low, urgent. "I guess an engagement isn't convincing enough," he muttered, almost to himself.

It could be a bad mood or a good mood, although more are in a bad mood. "Not that, even if it's the same as any model. It must not taste the same as you. Because your body has its own charm for men." Gerald explained. "Gezzz ... don't be afraid of me, I don't want to be a wild fantasy of other men." I got goosebumps, imagining if I was made into a fantasy to satisfy their desires. "I'm talking facts. So, don't be too kind and open with men. Because the closer you are to him, the more they will fantasize about you."

(Elijah) Sweetly smiled at me, we were both knew how much we needed this intimate time, with her doubt finally gone, she's know show her full self in front of me and I like seeing her like this. Having sex with an Elves made you bound partner for life, though elves tend to only have one partner in their entire lives, basically, elves are a bunch of extreme Yandere, she knows that I was bound to have more partner in the future. She accepted that fact, but at the same time, she can't change her elven traits.

I sighed. “Of course I did. Because you make it sound like this is more than just casual sex.” Yūri teased. “Not going there, Yūri. I know you're not that type. You’ve made it clear you aren’t the monogamous type.” I shook my head. “Yeah. I guess I have. But anyways. You think I need to do what? Therapy? Hippie mind focusing shit?” she arched an eyebrow.

Come to think of it, every time I marry her in some of the timelines, I always teach her extreme stuff. " Do you want to have a real date with me?" I asked abruptly as soon as she came back beside me. " Hmm? There's a fake date? Slurp... " _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER FORTY- FOUR ~

“Same sex?!” Another high-profile influencer cried out in surprise, “You mean, he’s a woman?!” “That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Sally teared up as she looked at Maria and pointed at me. “Chris, it has to be you! You must have bribed her! You refuse to take responsibility for our baby! You don’t want to marry me! You’d rather change your sex just to stage something like this! How could you be so heartless?!” I wore a cold smirk as I watched her accuse me hysterically.

Suddenly, I felt an urge to laugh out loud. It seemed as though I had greatly misunderstood my deskmate. He was behaving differently from how I'd imagined. I think someone once told me that once a girl got curious about a guy, it meant she was about to fall in love with him very soon. And, a goody-two-shoes like me had never met a guy like him. He had piqued my curiosity. Once, my phone had run out of battery, so I borrowed his phone to make a call. I had then accidentally opened up his gallery and saw that it was filled to the brim with porn videos.