Novel & Cerita Real Life Yandere

“Sister, you are speaking like you had a lot of trauma, past experience back there.” I met her gaze, a wry smile tugging at my lips. “I promise you, Yonda, you do not want to know what this girl has been into. Like, I'm fucked. When I mean fucked... like fucked times a hundred.” We both burst into laughter, the kind that made our shoulders shake and tears pricked at the corners of our eyes. The raw honesty hung between us, but it felt safe, freeing. “Well, I think the most fucked person here right now is me,” Yonda said between giggles, “because I’m literally getting married to a man I don’t love.”

“Goro-kun…! So deep…ahh! Harder… yes, right there!” Her nails dug into his biceps as her pussy fluttered and clenched around him. The wet, obscene sounds of their fucking filled the room. Fugishigoro leaned down, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while continuing to thrust like a man possessed. He bit down gently, then harder, marking her as his. Inside his mind, the yandere chanted: She will never leave. I’ll fill her every day. Keep her here. Breed her. Own her.

Because their talents weren't normal and a system might not know how to grade them. He wondered what Player 07, aka K Whatever's self-ability is. As the current confusion and excitement going on at the system bubble, K Whatever found something unintentionally. On the right wall, she felt something and tried to push it. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE ~

Yolanda’s jaw dropped open, and she blushed like a fruit crow’s red belly. “So it is true, what the Eastern Valkyrie say: the bergresar are Oni maidens when they wish to seduce mortals… were you planning on seducing me and Turry?” Yola smiled, laughing a full belly laugh. She clutched her broken ribs, rolling over in my arms. She coughed up golden blood. “Ack. Ow. That was a joke, aright. Gods know Turiel sucks at jokes.”

If only Xander was him… No. If Yael is Xander, my life will be in a chaos more than it should. I might end up loving Yael like an addict. I rather be loved than love him. I don’t want to hurt myself. Every man never taste one kind of lollipop in a day. I just want to play than to get played at. It doesn’t matter if guys thinks they used me, as long as in my head I am using them. And thanks to Xander for being willing to be one.

My Lycan mate, I am just an omega 1 My name is Yolanda Edwards, and I hail from the fierce moon pack as the youngest daughter of our omega. In the world of werewolves, omegas are seen as the weakest link, often subjected to scorn and derision for being deemed useless. It's a common refrain: "They should just go live among the humans since they have no value." As I said, I am Yolanda Edwards, a girl who has yet to awaken her wolf, navigating life in a community that looks down on me not only for my omega lineage but also for being wolf-less at 19. I am a constant target of ridicule within this pack.

He searched my game name, and sent a message to add me, “Well, hurry up and add me.” So, I returned to my seat in front of the computer. But to my surprise, I saw a lot of people surrounding me. I frowned. I was at the shore of the Dead River now. There were neither places to task nor NPC. It should be a quiet place, but I was surrounded by so many people again. Alva: “Holy shit, Lucifer is a woman. We are fooled. Disgusting.” Fred: “Oh no, there are already many men pretending to be women in the game. I didn’t expect that on one day women would do that too. My heart is broken.”

"I should have thrown her out years ago. She was nothing but dead weight dragging down my pack." "How could one woman cause so much damage?" "Because she's selfish and vindictive! When I finally found my real mate—a woman actually worthy of being Luna—my ex threw a tantrum like a spoiled child. She destroyed years of careful work just to hurt me." Andre was practically screaming now, his voice cracking with rage. "That psychotic witch probably thinks she won something, but she'll come crawling back when she realizes no one else wants her worthless, damaged goods!" I scribbled on a piece of paper and slid it to Derek: *Make him beg more.*

Every woman around us instantly voiced out their agreement. "Mr. Enders is such a charmer! It's no wonder the ladies love you so much." "You're what we call a real man! Unlike someone selfish who thinks he's so great!" "Some men are fakers. They pretend to push women away, yet lust after them secretly, but not Mr. Enders." I did nothing since I arrived, but every woman rolled their eyes at me, especially my girlfriend, Yvette, who looked at me like I was a failure.

32 - This Feels Much Better! 'A fine lady is supposed to behave.' 'A fine lady is supposed to be virtuous.' 'A fine lady is supposed to… dammit, I am fine but not a lady, ah!' Even back in the Land of Celestial Deities, Yin was not best known for her pranks. No, she was infamous for her irritable personality and short temper, the nightmare of every mortal and immortal who happened to cross her path. She wasn't stingy when it came to giving face smacks, and her filter-free mouth could cause even the Thousand-armed Buddha to lose his temper.