Matchmaking Yandere Sim Novels & Stories

Unprecedented. Within twenty-four hours, my inbox is a disaster zone. I ruthlessly scroll past the broke trolls and thirsty weirdos, filtering my DMs strictly for the ones who have already clicked "Pay." [Pandora — Pandora]: Are you seriously offering beauty treatments? [System: Payment Received] [Vampire Progenitor — Liviel]: Roomie! You do so much! But I just want a rematch, I hate losing! When are you free? [System: Payment Received] [Sea God — Philo]: Use a cute girl voice and say "I hate pine trees."

There, we were warmly greeted by Beta Johnston, who courteously escorted us to the back terrace. There she stood, the hero of the day, engaging in conversation with a heavily pregnant woman. As I approached, I realized she was speaking to the mate of the Delta. Another woman was nearby, her aura exuding darkness. "Alpha Elyon and Luna Xena, this is my mate Marelva," Johnston introduced us to her. She was obviously human and had a noticeably large belly. Great, it turns out I'm the only woman here who isn't pregnant because my mate is more interested in someone else's woman. How frustrating!

He leaned back slightly, head tilted like he was sizing me up for the second time in his life. “There’s something you don’t get, Syra. I’m not interested in some romance contract or a convenient little arrangement. We get married, I mark you. No one-year clause, no halfway nonsense. I’m not looking for a human bride—I want a mate. You’ve got three months, then I mark you. In or out?” I exhaled sharply. Well... I didn’t see that one coming. Adrian Steinhart.

"You promised me" She's begging him, I realise quickly this isn't some old memory. This is recent, or now. "I never promised Sarah" his voice kind, which instantly annoys me, he should be shutting her down; not leading her on. "Mira can create a bond simular to the destined mate bond" she whines. Coming closer to him. "I have my destined mate" he states stepping back. "We talked about if either of us found them Sarah, we knew this could happen" Sarah looks up at him with puppy dog eyes. I try to move closer, wanting to rip her apart. Stupid visions, I hate being a spectator.

Camilla couldn't control her anger, the clash of social statuses evident in her condescending words. "Madam, you can't judge me just by my looks. I'm here to deliver a parcel only," she asserted, her voice carrying a touch of dignity. "Oh, then shall we fight and decide who is stronger?" Camilla challenged, her frustration fueling a dramatic turn in the confrontation. "I'm here just to deliver a parcel," she insisted, refusing to be drawn into Camilla's provocations. "Are you afraid? You spoke too much just before. I think you know how to speak only," Camilla taunted, her words cutting through the tense atmosphere.

While Yuri was taking a bath, someone called his phone. Simon answered, "Hello Yuri" Ciel happily greeted his brother "Who are you?" a cold voice answered Ciel who was surprised by it "Why are you holding my brother's phone?" Ciel asked Simon confusedly "So Yuri has a brother and what's your name?" he asked Ciel again "Ciel. Ciel Etrama" Ciel replied "Now I inherited your answer. Where is my brother? " Ciel asked Simon nattily. "He's in the bathroom" was Simon's short answer while Yuri's brother suddenly screamed which was the reason why Simon took the phone away from his ear. "Don't tell me something happened between the two of you?" Ciel asked Simon nervously "Damn, I can't believe he had

The chat box displayed a single message. 'Impressive.' Yaslyn stood idle in the game and responded. 'With my speed and action, no one can match me. When precision is added, victory is certain!' 'Who exactly are you?' Forrest did not smile. He looked at the username 'Yeilyn' and wondered why a man would use such a feminine name. Yaslyn responded nonchalantly. 'You fool.' Forrest interrupted her with his next message. 'Why are you cursing?' Yaslyn remained silent.

I remember how she declined my handshake with a frown and decided to talk to Ace about it. “Ace?” I muttered to him. “Yes Creed” he responded back to me. “Do you think Erica likes me?” I asked Ace “She should, you’re her mate” he replied to me. “Remember that she declined with a rigid look on her face when I tried shaking her” I muttered to him. “Maybe she doesn’t like handshakes” Ace replied to me as I grinned. “Well I’m possessive over her already, she’s beautiful and I promise to mark her as mine because she is mine and only mine” I muttered.

She tapped on the glass with a silver pen. "He’s not the 'Knight' you remember," she said. "He’s a donor. A highly compatible genetic match we used to ground your simulation. Everything you felt for him—the love, the loyalty—was just a chemical reaction we triggered to see how far you’d go to protect a 'Pack Mate.'" I shook my head, my hair swirling in the fluid. I pressed my palm against the glass, reaching for Rowan.

Lara had always had a knack for matchmaking, and I knew she would find the perfect match for Emily just like she had done for others's. "Great work, Lara," I said, reaching across the table to squeeze her hand. She handed me a note to go through. The men listed were high-ranking, consisting of alphas, betas, and even gammas, which made me happy. To make our work easier, they were all handsome. "I think I like the man with dark hair," Lara said, and I nodded in agreement, not looking up from the note. "I think so too," I muttered, and as we worked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside me.