Selfish Yonkagor Novels & Stories

Stop resisting. I will break everyone around you until you understand. Each word sank deeper, a poison he couldn’t spit out. And yet, beneath the terror… there was heat. A dangerous, shameful longing he hated himself for. He clenched his fists until his nails dug crescents into his palms. “No,” he whispered fiercely. “You don’t own me.” But the shadows around him seemed to laugh. --- At last, Yoon-min spoke again, his voice low, almost reluctant. “You should know something.”

But Y and I both know that nothing is as simple as it seems. Y doesn’t just fight with strength or tactics. He fights with philosophy, and right now, the vetala’s hunger is distracting him. The voices clash in a chaotic discord. The vetala wants to end this quickly. It is bloodthirsty and driven by its hunger, urging Y to strike harder, faster. But Y? Y’s interest is not in slaughter alone; he seeks control. Control over the argument, over the situation. He wants to show me that I’m wrong. That humanity deserves nothing.

(YOSEF'S POV) I rise to my knees as Hikaru stalks forward with the grace of a God who has the world on his shoulders—dressed in an Armani suit with a tumbler of whiskey in hand. Kori straightens and taps his son on his shoulder. “It seems we'd have a feast, son.” Feast? As in me?! Never. I ain't no feast. Ain't nobody whore either. “Shoot me and get it over with,” I spit. “I ain't letting no Japanese bastards fuck me. I'm Yosef Ilya. The fucking enforcer of the Brotherhood. I ain't no bitch.”

The poor man looks disgusted with himself and baffled like a meteor struck him from the sky. I look down at my hands, flipping my nails up to my eyes. “Reed” I plead. “I have never felt more like a woman in my entire life, can we not make this a big deal. We’re adults, and I was a consenting adult. You didn’t know, and really didn’t need to. I guess I just didn’t think about the messy part because I was so busy enjoying myself.” I turn my eyes to lock on his. Palm stretching out to touch his shoulder. “ I really am more than okay. I should be thanking you anyways. You saved me from being an obedient daughter, kidnapped me at your word, rescued me from frostbite and ended the agony of me keep

“But your love was selfish.” The word hit me like a punch. Selfish. My jaw clenched hard enough it hurt. My father continued, voice steady. “That selfishness,” he said, “is what stood in the way.” I stared at the floor, breathing hard. My Mother’s eyes gleamed like she was enjoying my humiliation. My father’s voice turned colder again. “Unfortunately,” he said, “Nyra has Prima wolf genes.” My Mother made a sound of disgust. My father ignored it.

I’m not that kind of lady even! My mind only had one thing, I have to get out of here before my purity leaves the earth. Yohan looks amazing but not as amazing that I’m willing to give him something that I treasure. I ready myself to run but then I hear bones cracking. Loud cracking sounds that pain my ears. Curiosity got the best of me, absolutely forgetting the idea that he might be naked, I turn around and words fail to form. And I don’t even speak unless asked. The last time I saw a wolf was during coronation day. Yohan’s bigger than Silas. And that sounded so wrong but it’s true. Yohan’s wolf was silver and almost shining against the rays of the sun. I find myself falling behind my back

"Why does that sound so fake?" He chuckled. "Hey, believe me. I’m practically Korean. Want a sample?" "Nanny!" Levi burst into the room and climbed onto the bed beside me. "Levi!" I smiled, ruffling his hair. I looked back at Yakov. "Well? Let's hear it." He puffed out his chest and cleared his throat dramatically. "Listen closely." He took a deep breath. "Annyeonghaseyo, jeoneun Yakovigo jalsaeng-gyeoss-eoyo." (Hi, I'm Yakov, and I am handsome.)

' those words kept repeating until Taika stated to feel dizzy. Taika: " You... you... You know what, You are so selfish as a mosquito! Your entire family is also selfish! I request for a new assistant right now!" Taika placed her foots on the bare ground which was not balance but due to her strong spirit she wasn't going to give up that easily, she had to hunt for food no matter what.

"It says the revision requires not just the authority of one of the nine but the it's using a word I don't recognise." "Vel'athar," she said. "I looked it up in every lexicon I could find. It's archaic even for Old Veth. The closest translation I could find was" she paused " willed dissolution. The deliberate surrender of everything." He went still. "Not just the remaining divinity," she said. "The self. The whole architecture of what you are six centuries of memory and knowledge and the specific shape of you as a being. All of it. Into the revision." She looked up at him. "You would survive, if the revision held. But you would be different. Not who you are now."

Su Yeon asked. “Pfftt,” Han Jiang couldn’t control his laughter the moment he heard ‘Old fat ugly man’. Whereas Li Kang Jun’s lips twitched, “You shouldn’t doubt someone’s good intention without checking the facts.” “You are right too… but I should better learn some self-defense techniques!” ‘You already know more than just a self-defense Little bunny,’ Li Kang Jun smirked inwardly. Su Yeon sighed, “Ok then, I will review the whole project,” and looked at Li Kang Jun, “Send my regards to Li Bo Na and take well care of my little friend, ah by the way I am Yoon Su Yeon, she calls me—”