Matchmaking Yandere Simulator Novels & Stories

I was minding my own business and was burying myself in an old book found at the bookstore when my phone chimed. With a notification. From HarmonyMatch. I groaned, dreading opening the message, but I did anyway. "Miss Vivienne Skye Harper, Congratulations on your eligibility to join the Matching! The ceremony will happen on the 3rd of October at a local HarmonyCenter assigned to you after registration. Your participation in this program is not only a personal opportunity for a fulfilling life but also a contribution to the greater good of our society. Strong families are the cornerstone of a prosperous and harmonious future, and your involvement will play a crucial role in achieving this vis

she persuaded. I shot her a glare and sighed in defeat, "Whats the bet?" "If you don't love her as you claim then you have to, one, delete every pic you have of her in front of me. Two, delete her number and chat. And three, tell her face to face its over. If you do that i owe you 100 bucks. "And if you can't do that, you owe me 200 bucks and you have to get her back and if she rejects you, you only owe me 150. Deal?"

I fucked her mouth at the same time, enjoying the dual sensations. "Swallow around me while that toy stretches you," I commanded. She hummed approval, eyes watering but full of lust. We switched. She tied me and rode my face while stroking my cock. Then she sank down on me, bouncing hard. The restraints made everything more intense. We talked fantasies—things we'd never tried in real life. Public risk, light pain, multiple partners simulated by game clones. The game allowed us to spawn temporary NPC partners. We tried a scene with two female avatars helping Lena ride me. Hands and mouths everywhere. Sensations overloaded my system. I came harder than ever, filling her while the others licked

I guess I’ll find out. “Draven sets up a sparring match to help those who are unmated.” She said suddenly. What?! “I don’t follow.” “There’s always a sparring match on the D-day. The mated ones tension… oof! Through the roof. Unmated like me… sparring just tries to ease the tension.” She looks at me as the information finally settles with me. “I see.” “I usually pick a female to spar through it. Never pick an attractive person or your crush.”

“They killed someone in the chamber.” “No, that's not true.” “I heard the Elder tore someone apart down there.” They continue yapping. “ It's no longer a scent test. It's a mate confirmation.” Mate. The word lodges in the throat like a sharp blade pierced sideways. Some people are shaking and clutching their phone tightly, her knuckles white. “ They're matching similar scent matches. If you spark with someone else, you're paired. What if Max isn't mine? And I'm paired up with someone else, I can't love someone else.”

"Alright, it's time to depart. Let's go, Camilla," Stuart declared with a sense of authority, the weight of responsibility evident in his demeanor. "Goodbye, Mom and Dad," Camilla bid farewell, her affectionate tug on Stuart's arm betraying a genuine closeness between them. Rake, Stuart's meticulous assistant, awaited them near the sleek, black Lamborghini, opening the door with a courteous bow that spoke of practiced elegance. "Good morning, young master," Rake greeted, his gestures refined and respectful, bowing repeatedly as a mark of deference.

Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.

And he is nailed on, his wife shares the same judgement as his. "Well, here is where I come. It all starts with our state-of-the-art matching algorithm, but it doesn't end there like typical matchmaking businesses," 'businesses', Ethan has no rue in calling them out, as if he is not doing the very same thing either way just by adding some few more atypical features, that too suggested by his employees and not of his own mappings, "LOVESICK wants to create an immersive experience, a place where people can 'truly' get to know each other, a lot beyond just swiping left or right. And that is exactly why we've designed this showroom to reflect the truest, ripest tastes of what human connections a

Her heart was pounding as she hit create. The app immediately started showing matches. Most were faceless or used cartoon avatars. She swiped through a few, feeling ridiculous, until one profile caught her eye. SirM Dominant. Knows exactly what he wants and how to take it. Looking for a good girl who wants to be bad for the right man. No profile picture. Ava’s thumb hovered, then tapped Match. The chat opened instantly. SirM: Hey there, ThickLittleSecret. Nice profile. Ava bit her lip, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. She almost closed the app. But her pussy was already throbbing from just reading his words.

"When I first got your information, I was amazed too. And you're really strong. To face you in a form where you can show your full strength, I will have to pass and settle our match next time." Ravyn replied, complimenting Putter and making him proud. "Alright, let's pair up. Who knows, maybe we'll end up clashing in the next round." Putter taps the screen to request a pairing with Ravyn. [Incoming Matchmaking Request (Accept) (Decline)] "Sure." Ravyn accepted. "Thank you." With just a brief reply, Ravyn, Miho, and even Putter all picked up their Airtechs and went on guard. That's because the response was a voice that did not come from them.