I Thought She Was A Yandere Novels & Stories

I smiled widely to give them my assurance. "She's a spoiled brat," Zaya commented "No, a wicked witch!" Cheney exclaimed, taking her glasses off to stare at me only to put it back again. "Evil is the right word to describe her!" Reena bluntly said to me. I gulped, maybe they just had the wrong impression of her? Alessandra is very sweet and loving, I never saw her turn violent. "Are you sure about that?" I asked her in disbelief. She turned her head from side to side and lastly to my face.

A few people walking by turned their heads towards us, with a frown on their faces. "Quite yelling, people will think we're abnormal" I scolded her. She looked at the people, they're already walking away..she rolled her eyes. "I mean, I guessed it when you slapped him but I was trying to convince myself that it's not true" Hmph! I wish it's not true too. "Wow. My idol is actually my best friend's lover?!" My head snapped to face her at once, I glared at her for saying that.

I said that out loud didn't I? I fold in my lips and mentally kick myself. I'm sure to her it probably seemed as if I was hypocrite, since I seemed like a normie after all. Does she? Is she the type to think that way? If I were her I might. This isn't healthy, snap out of it! "S-so anyway are you going to meet him? You have to go home together right?" She slowly nodded. She reminded me of the meek and quiet bespectacled shoujo protagonist of an anime. It was fascinating.

Tears came to her easily, so I wouldn't let her tears touch me. She came back to the picnic mat with dry eyes, seemingly unaffected despite the earlier display of pretended tears during the phone call. I couldn't help but wonder about her peculiar behaviour. While I had initially suspected she might be mentally unstable, I started to reconsider, leaning towards the idea that Ashley might be more of a psychopath. Her actions seemed to align more with that characterisation. Alternatively, I pondered the possibility of her having schizophrenia. Somehow, I felt that one of these conditions might provide a fitting explanation for her perplexing behaviour.

She suddenly thought that there is a woman in the real world who looks like Flera so it's possible that Reikel and Morry also have a look-alike in this world. "What are you thinking, Yassi? Are you crazy already? It's too much of a coincidence if you also see people who also look like Reikel and Morry here in the world. I thought you had already moved on? Why are you still hoping to see the characters inside the comics?" she scolded herself. She shook her head to clear her mind of the things she was thinking until she was finally asleep. She only slept for thirty minutes before she decided to go home. Her shift is over so she can rest better in their house.

"But now that I am in the game, I am not going to let a thought come into her mind to hurt any of my people!" "I will kill the thought in her mind of hurting you before she carries out her plan!" She gritted her teeth and gave me a serious look, her eyes filled with concern. I expected to care deeply for her, but perhaps I was mistaken. She cares about me more than I do. The fire in her eyes about ambition and passion is my style. She is my type—my ideal. I grabbed her waist, wrapped my hand around it, pulled her into my arms, and hugged her.

Instead of smelling fear in her, she was relaxed and happy, clinging to me like a koala. She was officially the oddest person I had ever met. No one in their right mind would dare call an Alpha Lord an extra-large teddy bear, but she did without a care in the world. And I liked it too. If she wanted to call me that, I was fine with it. I was an extra-large teddy bear to her and her alone. But her action also aroused my suspicion about her—that she wasn’t really a beta.

Third Person's POV The thought barely had time to surface before she shut it down. "No way. Absolutely not." Zander was a germaphobe who was practically repulsed by her. Why would an Alpha like him ever voluntarily rip her clothes off? The only logical explanation was that she'd lost her mind in that dream. She must have lunged at him, pinning him down and forcing a kiss on him. And Zander, in an act of self-defense—trying to peel this female predator off of him—had to use his Alpha strength to fight back.

She giggled "I feel honored, but its in my nature to give you the absolute best, everything about me is supposed to be a fantasy, that's how vampires lure their prey remember? So in essence, you couldn't really call me... Real... Right?" "I know what you mean, but that still doesn't change my mind about you" She shifted again and climbed on top of him, lying in such a way that they were face to face "Now that I've had my fun, I want you to think more of that girl" Danté sighed "Why? I will get us both killed"

Ryker’s POV She thought she had me cornered. I could see it in her smug little smirk, the way she leaned back like she had all the time in the world, like she was the one in control. But what she didn’t realize was that I had already figured her out. It didn’t take long. The moment she walked into my life, I knew exactly what kind of person she was—vain, manipulative, desperate for power. And the quickest way to get under her skin? Dismiss her so-called brilliance as mere luck.