The Yandere Novels & Stories

The latter felt alarmed as she pulled Averill’s hair, she glared at the men who were with her. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU IDIOTS DOING? KILL THOSE PESTS!” Yanna shouted while she pulled Averill’s hair. The woman is still not showing any sign of protest but her glares could kill. Yanna was annoyed when no one moved. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? MOVEEE!” She shouted even louder but still, no sound from them.

Norah says excitedly. "Keep your voice down. You're going to get us fired," I scold. Everything about my job is pretentious. Its not everyday a mess like me gets to work at a place like this, and I have to work extra hard to be just as fake and uptight as everyone else. Norah doesn’t really try. She’s a little reckless, but in a childish and innocent way. I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

"Are you sure you’re not in love with me, Dane? Because Sow can feel you watching me in my sleep. He thinks you're creepy. As hell." Dane walked towards me, wearing the odd fitting uniform all the Gamma’s wear once their wolf came out. Tight leather outfit from her neck down to her ankles. As she calls it, a mock towards a female Gamma's sexuality, while men get to wear the real armor. "Don’t be so full of yourself, Yael. You know you’re not my type from the start and on top of that you stink, like a stray dog. Luka hates it. She doesn't like men who will fuck anyone with a hole or two just for the sake of money."

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.

“But frankly speaking, I’ve only slept with two women in total. As for you, you’re currently the second placer on the list, and you might even be the last.” At the St. Donnor Estate… Yuna was sitting in the courtyard drinking afternoon tea with Mandy. She knew that last night’s scheme had failed, so she wanted to comfort Mandy. “You don’t have to care that much about that woman. You’re the daughter of the Nixes, and Yorrick will eventually marry you.” Mandy put the teacup down. “Mrs. Hathaway, Yorrick might be serious about that woman.” “He’s serious?” Yuna sneered as she placed the teacup to her lips but did not drink from it. “Since that woman died years ago, he hasn’t been serious about a

Rachel said, giving him a bored look. "Same thing," Yandel muttered. Rachel rolled her eyes. "You really don't know that a baddie from Italy is a latina?" "What's your big plan Yandel?" Rachel asked, right now she was desperate for a messiah and if he was going to come in an element scented man with perverted thoughts with nice lips and cute dimples, she was really complaining, she just didn't want to end up raped again and then dead for the second time.

“I’m sorry, my sense of humour is out of whack, always has been.” Andrea turned towards Kelley with her hand stuck out. “We haven’t met yet. I’m Andrea.” “Kelley Alexander.” Andrea pulled her hand back and in the blink of an eye a gun was pointed at his face. Connor appeared at her side with a gun aimed at her head. Lee blinked and Mason’s face held shock. “Whoa! Andrea!” “He’s one of them, Mason! You’ve put Grace in danger! He’s a liar and he’s not your friend!”

He darts off and comes back in human form carrying a girl, her neck covered in blood with a large wolf bite. “Who the hell is this?” I believe she might have been the mate of Evander. Her wound is fresh, within the last few minutes. The pain it looked like Evander experienced before dying looked like someone struggling with a mate bond. That would definitely explain what happened, making it extremely ironic if Evander died by the same trick he had hoped to use to win. Amira, it’s me, sweetheart. Please, look at me. Calix moves toward her and lowers himself to the ground.

Harley might be my wife now but she is still the annoying girl who used to sell my phone number in high school and who has always been my only bully. A very sexy bully in fact. She is wearing a red dress that stops mid-thigh with white sneakers on her feet. She has her hair down again and I can smell the lavender shampoo which is her favorite. I lean forward to tie her seat belt around her belly, an act that brings my face closer to hers. She looks at me and I glance at her lips, the taste of them still lingering on my tongue. (Never kiss me again)