Selfish Yonkagor Novels & Stories

Aria Vance never wanted a new family. After her mother marries a billionaire businessman Richard Hayes, eighteen-year-old Aria is forced to leave behind the life she knew and move into the enormous Hayes estate. But there is only one problem. Richard already has a son, Jaxon Hayes. And Jaxon immediately hates Aria. To him, Aria and her mother are outsiders who have invaded his home, his family, and potentially his inheritance. He makes Aria’s first year at Crestwood College miserable, constantly reminding her that she doesn't belong. But Aria has one secret, Blake Reed, Crestwood’s golden-boy hockey captain. She's admired him from afar for months but lacks the confidence to approach h

I yelled again. “Ma'am!” She was still at my door. “Madam, please, stop this. Do you want to kill yourself?” “What about your son, David?” “Do you want him to suffer?” Immediately I heard your son, and I was calm. Tears dried off. I still refused to open my door. I didn't realize when I slept so deep. My eyelids were forced to open as the brightness from the window reflected through them. My throat ached. I stood up gently, and I had to be myself. “You can't let that foolish person win.” I echoed to myself.

Kane's steely resolve acted as a counterbalance, guiding them with unwavering focus. As Gideon approached Yorgan's location, his mind was a battleground of conflicting emotions. The desire for justice, for revenge, warred with the principles he had always upheld. He found Yorgan turning another bottle of whiskey up, his movements sloppy and uncoordinated. Killing him would be easy, almost too easy.

"Good to see you again, Onyx, hope you all missed me but I don't think you did since you dropped your guard again," Onyx got into a fight stance and bared her teeth. "If you want Black Fur Pack, you have to get through me first," Yarkona laughed. "Do you think you are a match for me, you are delusional. It's only a matter of time before My Lycan defeats yours and Black Fur Pack would be mine again," Onyx matched her smirk. "Between us, you're the delusional one, do you think your Lycan would be able to defeat mine, I believe you have another thing coming, Yarkona!"

From that exact second, the entire live chat room fills with thousands of wolves demanding to see my abdominal definition, and the tone of the comment section takes a completely wild turn. Staring at the scrolling interface from his tent, Jonah can't help but let out a massive smirk. This time, Nyra really went out to shear the sheep and came back completely bald. The little omega probably wanted to create a beautiful contrast against my rough style, but who would have thought the viewers wouldn't swallow the bait? He literally just handed his own traffic over to boost my popularity. The moment his ego reads these logs, his wolf is going to be completely frustrated. The second my body is cle

Lynn stood beside me—eyes red, voice soft, grief laced with guilt. "About Wendy and Jacob... I was against it at first," she said. "But Jacob's always been loyal. He insisted on honoring my husband's dying wish. I'm sorry you got caught in the middle." She sighed, like that somehow made it better. But all I heard was the same old spin— Jacob and Wendy weren't selfish, they were "honorable." And if I didn't buy that? I was the problem. I stayed quiet. Just listened. She took my silence as permission to keep going.

We were completely alone. "Yohan!" I gasped as his tongue teased me. "Ah, Yohan, please!" I begged, my voice trembling. He paused, lifting his head to meet my gaze with a wicked grin. "Please what, my little kitten?" he asked huskily. I licked my lips, looking into his darkened eyes, desperate and pleading. My fingers found his hair, gently threading through the soft strands. "Ah, Yohan, eat me now, please!" F*CK. Is this really me?

"You disgust me!" Gigi sneered. no sign of mercy or emotion showing on her face. At this moment Yolanda felt like breaking apart She was always a proud and arrogant person. she could never bear to see someone better than her She always wanted to be at the top, to be number one At this moment she realised what her selfish desire made her do She killed her own mate she tried to kill her own daughter she destroyed the lives of so many people She felt like instead of blood Guilt was traveling through her veins

And she can call herself the niece of Kenji Kirisawa, the legendary Black Dragon who was extremely famous in the underground society of Japan. “You talk too much.” Yuri hissed dangerously, tightening her grip on her gun. “You are no God. And I am not the ‘Child of God’.” She tightened her grip so much that her gun looked dangerously close to crushing in her hand. “I’m the child of a murderer!” Her voice echoed throughout the room. Yuri straightened her posture before fixing her gun onto ‘God’. “I swear…even if I have to die here… I’m going to finish what my mother and uncle have both started! I swear that I will kill you here!”

Suddenly, a dark, heavy rumble echoed inside my head. Onyx, who had been sulking in the darkest, most pathetic corner of my skull for two straight days, finally opened his mouth to speak. "You are a fucking moron," Onyx snarled, his voice dripping with absolute disgust. I wiped a layer of sweat off my forehead with the back of my arm. "Shut up, Onyx." "A moron," my beast repeated, louder this time. "Is this what you saw in those stupid YouTube videos? Is this the great culinary masterclass you were boasting about?"