Real Yandere Novels & Stories

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I screamed, and after delivering my speech, I started walking towards the cave, with a large army trailing behind me. However, even if none of them had accompanied me, I would have gone alone to fight the demon army on my own regardless. *********** The Hybrid Princess/ Riana's POV My wolf Ashyla and my vampire self Luciana were still giving me the silent treatment even as I would soon be facing my death. Who would have thought that one me the powerful Hybrid princess Riana Angelina Rivera Wolfen's would find herself in a sticky situation like this, of soon about to be raped by a disgusting demon.

“Yorrick, you’ve misunderstood me.” Mandy seemed to have seen someone, and a hint of smugness flashed across her eyes. She then raised her hand and waved. “Sherrie.” Yorrick turned his head and looked over. And when he saw the woman’s face, which gradually became clearer as she walked past a street light while approaching them, he froze in place and loosened his arm that was embracing Xyla’s waist. “Sharon...” Xyla turned to look at him and then glanced at the woman whose facial features looked extremely delicate and beautiful. Her facial features seem to have been artificially shaped as they were too good to be real, and they made her appearance look highly aggressive.

Brian first introduced himself while smiling widely. "I'm Knox Ace Crowther, a Proxas and the air user," "Hi, I am Yuna Yamez, a Bervel and the ice user," "Hi! I'm Dread Andresen, a Proxas and the earth user," introduced the bad boy-looking man with a smile. "Hi, everybody. I am Rose Faharda, a Yrelia and I am the eye of the group,” "Good morning, everyone, and hi. I am the hottest chic. I am Crizel Presilya, a Gracas, and the animal manipulator," the woman introduced herself, wearing a long-sleeve fitted dress.

It is the only way to request a job be done by me since there is no way to reach me, a precaution I took to avoid being assassinated or discovered myself. No one knows what I look like and no one knows where I live. The name given to me at birth, Tessa, was buried that day ten years ago when I began running. Instead, I use many different aliases for the purchase of my many safehouses scattered around the Underworld. I’ve developed my costume over time, and I’d like to think I look pretty badass. I wear a skintight, full body, black outfit. A mask always covers the sharp features of my face, only revealing my piercing emerald-green eyes which are cast in the shadow of a black hood I wear. I h

I have no intention of giving this unknown woman any information about my mate until I know I can trust her. “Three different Alphas, I guess,” she says, looking at me thoughtfully. “Warren is my mate. The others can go to hell,” Yara says, making me smile at her willingness to claim me so easily. “So, what will it be, Laney?” I ask, releasing Yara and stepping up to the bed. “I’ll accept you,” she says.

"It looks like Anda and Ten are just strolling down some kind of path." "Is Ten in dragon form?" "Yeah. And Anda is now as tall as he is." "Damn. A twenty-foot lady?" Asher said. "You could straight dive in her pussy and probably get lost." The sound of flesh against flesh had me smiling. "Damn, Ransom. You can't say you wouldn't be interested in that." "Kiema having a vagina I could jump into with my whole body? No. Not even a little, you weirdo." "It might help when she has kids," Asher said.

Ellaine didn’t doubt his intentions, “Well then. If that’s what you want.” She turned and there.. The very persona of huge Virsathen tree was right in front of her. A thought struck her. The tree in her dream was really the Virsathen. Does that mean she’s destined to find Lenriad? She heard soft voices singing and felt a light, happy mood around her. “Finrod! I’m glad you’re alright.” A woman in white robe rushed towards him and threw her arms at him. That little scene seized Ellaine’s attention away from the Virsathen tree.

I asked filled with disbelief. “I need you to help her find peace Sylvia!!” She said holding my hands, her eyes pleading. "This is all I can do for her; help her find peace!! "She said as she fades away, her voice echoing.. I looked around and found myself in the forest. I saw Rhea dressed in long flowing gown, she looks exceptionally beautiful and I could hear her conversation with the Jerk. I heard her tell him that she’s his mate. I knew immediately I got there that that is not the real Rhea but the SIRENDRA. If they are talking about mate, then it means that Rick is not human___.

Her bare feet padded across the cold tiles as she adjusted the oversized sweatshirt that hung from one shoulder. She swung open the door and froze. Not the pizza guy. Yolanda. Camila. Seraphina. All three of them dressed like they’d stepped out of a glossy magazine spread in expensive coats, flawless makeup, eyes sharp with judgment. Before Yumi could speak, Yolanda lunged. Her hand tangled in Yumi’s hair, yanking hard enough to make her stumble back. “You disgusting slut!” “Are you out of your…” Yumi barely finished before another tug sent her crashing against the console table. Picture frames clattered to the floor.