Space Yandere Novels & Stories

Brenda watched until his car disappeared from her view before turning back inside Melchior’s house. BACK in her room, Yna lay on her bed, completely unmotivated to open the booklet listing the profiles of Dela Merzcid Real Estate’s staff. Her eyes landed first on Alas’ photo, and she immediately felt her temper flare up. “You’re not even that handsome, even if you are my boss,” she muttered, glaring at the picture like it was personally offending her. “I’d give you a good pinch if you were here.” She shook her head and forced herself to flip through the pages. She came across another woman’s photo. “That must be Lydia,” she said to herself. “She’s pretty… but she looks like she’s already mar

London, England The night had fallen and the sky was aglow with bright city lights. He sat down in front of the television after filling his plate with chicken cutlets, mashed potatoes, and peas. He glanced over his mother who was sitting on a single couch, weaving a red scarf, "Mother," He called, gaining her attention. She turned to him and gave a questioning look. He rubbed the bridge of his nose thoughtfully, a thing he did only when he was thinking or hesitating.

The group goes silent and turns to me. “I’m Cyra Teymoori,” I begin. I don’t get any further before a young woman throws herself into my arms. “Oh my goddess! Of course my brother would be mated to a beautiful woman,” she says. “Hi?” I say, but it sounds more like a question. “Sorry, I’m Wendy.” “Oh, hey, Wendy. Yorick talks about you all the time.” She laughs, the sound so similar to Yorick’s that it makes my heart hurt.

But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has with her mate Asher. I hate to admit it out loud, because I like being this tough, Alpha badass bitch and I don’t want to give the men reasons to doubt me by falling into female cliches—the woman who can’t wait to get married and have a family—or showing weakness. So, I don’t admit it out loud, I keep my loneliness to myself. Except for times like now when Cayden decides to be a pain in my ass. “Scar”, Cayden says simply, looking me right in the eye.

Xoan ordered firmly. Yaslyn smiled reassuringly at Henry, calming him down. Then, she pointed to a news pop-up on the computer and said, "I think she'll do just fine." On the screen was a sweet and innocent-looking girl, Zyra Stewart—one of the most popular rising stars. "What does she have to do with allure?" Henry was baffled. Yaslyn smirked, "She can play the angel. I'll be the devil." "You don't look like a devil either," Henry muttered.

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

the girl said, walking toward Chris. “Hey, it’s you,” Adrian said. It was the same girl who saved us from the giant robot about to attack us in the training room. “Thanks again for the double save, chica” Adrian said. “I wasn’t talking to you or trying to save you.” The girl quickly dismissed Adrian’s gratitude. “Thanks, babe, but you know I can handle myself,” Chris said. “Babe?” Adrian asked. “Oh yeah! This is my overprotective girlfriend, Jana York. But everyone calls her Shriek.”

The Girl Who Swallowed a Galaxy September 12, 2029 – after Void Physics, the rooftop of the Null Spire Her name is Nerida Vey. She’s waiting for us when we step out onto the spire’s roof, leaning against a railing made of frozen screams, eight iridescent tentacles spilling from her back like living auroras. Her skin shifts constellations when she moves. Her eyes are literal black holes (tiny, perfect, swallowing light at the edges). She’s wearing the standard Aerie hoodie, but the sleeves are cut off so her tentacles can breathe. Kayo spots her first and waves like they’re old friends.

Amanda sat in her small apartment in Surulere after another long, boring day at the office. Twenty-four years old, with a tight athletic body from years of gym work — perky C-cup tits, a tiny waist that curved out into a fat, juicy ass that made men stare. She was tired. Tired of vanilla boyfriends who lasted five minutes and called it romance. She wanted to be used. Broken. Turned into something less than a person.

Yara was lying on the bed gazing at the feeling. "Hmm.." "Did you try finding out that you might be physically attracted to other girls." "No, Minahil. I have never felt attracted to any girl." Yara replied and sighed loudly. Minahil nodded her head and said, "wanna watch Friends?" A smile came on Yara's lips. "Uh-huh," Yara said mimicking Ross and both of them ended up laughing. F. R. I. E. N. D. S. was their go to show. Whenever they were sad they would rewatch F. R. I. E. N. D. S.