Matchmaking Yandere Sim Novels & Stories

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.

‘Oh shit only one thing could smell this good’ ‘Mate!’ my wolf yells in my head Just then I look up at the 5 guys sitting crammed in a booth. They are all muscular and the 3 sitting together looked uncomfortable. Just as I am about to ask their drink order and look around at each of them, I catch sight of the most beautiful pair of green eyes. This man is yummy, dark brown hair, clean shaven on the sides, longer and combed to the side on top and a five o’clock shadow, I just want to feel it rub between my thighs. It took me only a second to take him in and have that naughty thought. However in that second I saw his eyes go from intrigue to pure disappointment. I knew in that second he was m

Putting it in my dresser in case someone comes into my room. Curling up in bed, I flip on my TV right as my phone beeps. The number is unfamiliar, but the video and many pictures tell me it is Clara. “Thought you would want more than one video.” She texts at the end. “Thank you so much!” I reply. “Consider sending some pictures for him? I will wait until after I have left him to send them to him if you wish?” “That is a great idea. Thanks again. Goodnight.” I reply. Not planning on going to bed anytime soon, I rewatch the video and examine the gorgeous man I am mated to. He seems tall, has a tanned complexion, muscles in every part of his body, brown hair, and blue eyes. It takes me forever

That's the only way. I messaged her. Gwen, This is Jasper Draven. I have something important I need to discuss with you. Meet me at the children's park tomorrow at 8:00 pm. I wasn't sure if she was going to agree to forge a fake mate bond with me. But that was the only way she and I would survive the humiliation. She needed me as much as I needed her. I don't want to look desperate but at this point, faking a mate bond with a weak wolf was better than what Oscar called me. A fucking rejected wolf...

“Well, shall we take a look? I’ve only got two nights here to get my leg over, so we might as well get going.” She laughs. “Yeah, come on, then. Now, remember, swipe left for no. Right for yes.” “How many times can I do that?” “I think it’s unlimited. When you’ve both swiped right on each other, you’ll get a match. Then you’ll be able to chat, if you want.” My stomach flutters with butterflies. “How long do you think it’ll be before I get a match? Maybe I should have done this at home before I came here.” I felt too guilty asking June to look after Mum for more than two nights as her free time is so limited.

Solin replied: “Then I won’t play.” And walked out of the simulation. Charlotte was waiting. “You refused the test.” Solin looked her in the eye. “No,” he said. “I refused the frame.” She nodded. And smiled. Last was Riven. Their simulation was unlike the others. There was no battlefield. No corridor. No choice between lives. Just a mirror. And standing on the other side: Charlotte. But not the real Charlotte. A version corrupted — eyes burning with ambition, hands soaked in mimic ichor, voice devoid of empathy.

"You're so annoying. What are you even doing here? I've already told you that I don't have time to eat with you. Who do you even think you are? Go get a reality check and take a good look at yourself before you even think about talking to me," Victoria said. She looked extremely impatient and slammed a poker card onto the table. "Nine of Diamonds!" Just then, I saw a number above Victoria's head. It showed her affection level at 20%. After she finished speaking, the number over her head flickered and dropped to 10%.

“No, she can help you. She has a matchmaking business. The Paranormal Dating Agency. They’re shifters. Hot shifters.” “Really? But—” “Wait. What about Tom?” Aurelis asked. Gerri frowned. “You are seeing someone?” Dani groaned. “Only in his mind. We’ve gone to some local events in a group and somehow he’s now under the impression we’d make a great match.” She frowned. “I disagree.” Aurelis grinned. “He’s very persistent.” Dani pursed her lips. “I keep rejecting him and he keeps coming back for more. I think he’s a masochist. Gerri, I don’t know—”

She had managed to avoid being mated for three years and she intended to do the same this year. Her sister, Monika, had found her mate on her very first Mating Run. She was an Alpha, and her mate Simon was a Delta. They had been friends ever since Simon moved into town and they knew that they wanted to be together, so the Mating Run was just a formality at that point. Her best friend, Ash, was also mated. He had met a fiery Beta called Jenny, who happened to be an old friend of Simons', and was happily mated since.

“You have a lot to think about, Lia so I’m not mad at you or anything.” Simone was seriously the best friend anyone could ever have. How did I get so lucky with her? I smiled weakly, linking my arm to hers. “Thanks for saying that, Simone. I just wish I could snap my fingers and everything would be all right.” “You need to just take your time with this. There are going to be five people in this mating group. Five personalities butting heads so it’s going to be a lot.” I paled. “But they are friends and haven’t fought with each other.”