Platonic Yandere X Reader Novels & Stories

She reached for her water glass, sipping to hide her reaction. Across the table, one of the other graduate students—a handsome PhD candidate from Yale—smiled at her. “Professor Vale tells us you are presenting tomorrow on Catherine Earnshaw’s sadomasochistic tendencies. I am looking forward to it.” The vibrator kicked into a pulsing pattern. She nearly choked on her water. “Thank you,” she managed, voice only slightly strained. “I hope it… lives up to expectations.” Lucian’s thumb stroked her thigh in approval. The toy tormented her through the entire meal—never enough to push her over, just enough to keep her perpetually on the edge. By dessert, she was gripping the tablecloth under the tab

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

Xyla said while staring daggers at Flora who sat down smirking while her eyes was still on Xandros. "Xyla! You need to learn to read the room sometimes, can't you see we're talking? Besides i was the kne who called her here” Xandros said while he held her hands and said “I'm just making a friend, that's all" Xandro added as he winked at me. That gesture got me infuriated as i walked up to them and dragged Xyla away from this uncomfortable scene. “The guy you're talking to has two mates already so you should back….” Xyla said while i interrupted what she was about to say

He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step. His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy. "Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. "Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns

How completely shameless. Meanwhile, Yvette assumes that Jordan has completely misunderstood the layout of the room. Her vain brain thinks his inner wolf is simply jealous that her feet are seeking out other powerful alpha men. In reality, the romance between her line and Jordan is entirely one-sided; her pack is desperate for the marriage contract while Jordan’s beast despises her name. Although her mouth often wishes for Jordan’s presence, this is absolutely not one of those times. Rats, he is standing right here, she panics. My tongue cannot use my title as Jordan’s future mate to complain about Franklin’s actions now.

A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths. “It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.” Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira. “Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.

“No Alpha I didn’t-“ She froze when finally had a look at him. Alpha Xander. She had heard so much about him, things that were enough to make her sure that this man was a devil. She had been told he killed without mercy, anyone that he disliked no matter the reason was killed. He was brutal, wicked and evil. The only person that got very close to him was Stacie which is why she was sure that Xander would put Olivia to death when she told him what she did. While Stacie was happy, Olivia and Xander got lost in another world of their own. The two had just found each other. Mates. Soulmates. Xander had thought this would never happen. After he lost his family, he never thought he had a chance to

“My help has arrived. Today will be your doomsday. Lyla, no matter how strong you are, you won’t be the match of a powerhouse in the Quasi Daeclon Rank. “Don’t worry. I won’t let Yaquis Holiness kill you. I will only let him seal your cultivation and make you my partner in cultivation.” Then, Yancy licked his lips lewdly. “I have taken a fancy to you for a long time. Now, I can be intimate with you. Hahahahaha.” Looking at how wildly Yancy was laughing, Lyla exuded a Murderous Energy. However, she was blocked by James. “Calm down for now.”

Rachel said, holding a cup and plate in her arms. She dropped it in front of Yandel.and went back to sit back to her sit.Yandel started taking his meal while Xander was watching in shock. "What?!!!" Yandel asked, feeling uncomfortable about the way he was looking at him. "Call me delusional or controlling but I know you are sleeping with my fiancée and you coming here to rub it on my face is just low as hell," Xander said hitting the table while standing up "Woah woah…..chill man,nobody is sleeping with anybody ok" yandel said trying to clear the air,the sudden outburst took not just him by surprise but also araceli from the look on her face.

There was no window and the deep-orange brick walls were painted with grotesque images that included people writhing in flames, people being tortured to insanity, and, most of all, the reaper with his scythe hanging right on his shoulder, his eyes hidden on his hood, though it felt so much like he’s really staring at her as though he’s not merely a lifeless painting. “What’s your say about this, Miss Yara?” Perry’s voice brought Hera back to reality, just in time to see the woman who seemed detached to everything earlier jumping on the soles of her feet, looking startled. “Oh, so Yara deserved honorary, too, huh!” “Okay, fine!’ she snapped, crackling her fingers. “Yara then if it’ll stop you