Selfish Yonkagor Novels & Stories

Madam Hathaway knocked her cane on the floor angrily. Yuna shook. “I’m sorry—” “You’re sorry? It’s too late now that Yorrick is in this state.” Madam Hathaway looked up with tears in her eyes. “Yuna, I know you started with good intentions, but you were too selfish with Yorrick. You didn’t give him a chance to breathe. Controlling him isn’t the way to show love. You need to learn to let go. He’s a 37-year-old man and not a 3-year-old child anymore.”

Yoren’s wolf spirit roared—not with sound, but with a crushing pressure that made his bones ache from the inside. Yoren lowered his head. His shoulders tensed. He felt as though he were being struck by himself. The vicious cycle returned—fear triggered the roaring, and the roaring triggered fear. The more he resisted, the tighter the pressure bound him. Ruth stepped half a pace closer to Yoren. “Alpha.” Yoren raised a hand, signalling to Ruth to stop. He stood still for a moment. Several seconds passed in heavy silence. Finally, in a quiet, tired-sounding voice, Yoren said. “Tell Paige to meet me in the donor room.”

“Hulk Hank! Why?! Why is this happening?! Is it because we’re not giving enough money?!” Hulk’s expression had turned as dark as night. He observed Harvey and then immediately scolded furiously after seeing that he was still behaving nonchalantly. “You damn fool! Nobody’s stopping you if you want to look for death! “But how dare you even try to provoke this lord?! You’re all actually just looking to die!” “Is he really that special?” Yonathan was unwilling to believe. “He’s just an abandoned master from our family, just a retired soldier! What is he even capable of doing?!”

“You have the Master with you now, right? The Group is rich! Just say the word! 1,000,000$ is nothing in his eyes!” Weston could not stand her overt greed. The rest of the people in the room lamented, as they finally saw her real colors. What insatiable greed. Everyone felt apologetic to Yuna in that instant. Her adoptive mother would not give up and shrieked in agitation, “Shishi, are you leaving your sister to die?! Do you want your father to go on his knees in front of you?!” She was fuming inside her. Yuna was offended by her words. What is this? Is she blackmailing me into begging with her?!

“It seems you do not know who you are talking to. I am your Master, Huge Basky!” “I have no Master! I am the Master of myself!” Naya said to her face confidently. “So if you live by yourself, pick your pathetic stinky bucket up and fetch your damn water yourself! I am done being a nice girl to you! I am done being nice to everyone! You all do not deserve it.”

“Well, what if I told you she didn’t destroy him? What if he agreed to become the essence of her safe house to help protect her and the rest of the Mavri Magea for the rest of eternity? The reason I have no scent is because the scent of the apartment is my scent?” I blink and shake my head. “You?” Kyon holds out his hand for me to shake. “Hi Bronx, I’m Kyon. I’m Kas’s first mate and sentient essence of the apartment.”

We both were standing at the entrance door and a passer by looked at me. "Come on, Ashley! Open your eyes. He is not Nick Melberg. He is Chris Melberg, a lone Alpha werewolf who is suffering from PTSD. Nick Melberg is just an alter ego of him. He was never a real person". Her words echoed in the deep of my mind. "He was never a real person".

“A talking ass?” “Did I stutter?” “Screw you!” Anya threw her plate at him. He caught it easily. “You are cruel, and all you care about is your own steaming skeleton. I am going shopping by myself. I do not want anything to do with you!” “You cannot even drive, mooncalf.” “Baba Yaga's cars do not even need a driver! They are eldritch familiars.” “And what if you get pulled over? I do not very well think the cops would be pleased with a license-less teen behind the wheel.”

Hiroto slaps him in the back while he chokes on his words and turns to Hiroto in his familiar tyrant look "I am not fat!!!!. You're all just thin little chopstick bitches.Adam, I am supporting you, so you owe me 5 bucks; Adam and I are not fat, we're buff. You're all toothpicks that we could break in half. So clearly we're the strongest of this group. Muahahahaha!!!"Everyone including me looks at him weirdly, it's like a kid on an extreme sugar rush and a serial killer together

Yvon gives you a heart-to-heart talk, assuring you in the end that even after knowing all these, you'll still remain friends. Yvon is still Hayeon. She's the same girl you helped in the library. And Hayeon is still Yvon. Even if sharp fangs accentuate the edges of her lips. They're the same person but with different names. But why are you here? "About that." Yvon clears the awkward tickle in her throat. "You see. My cousin does this thing once in a blue moon where he spends a huge amount of nauda to purchase an item to add to his collections. Last year he bought himself a dragon egg. But in this case...." She trails off and nibbles the skin of her bottom lip to find the perfect words for it.