Tsundere Novels & Stories

The Alpha immediately flew to the door forcing it open with such force I was shocked it didn't fall off the hinges. Standing in front of the alpha was a man about six feet tall and muscular body. He had a beard and piecing blue eyes. Turning to me, he stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. Assuring me that everything was just fine. I only nodded in response, unable to breath a word.

I asked. He nodded, somewhat sheepishly. "I hadn't shifted in years before last night," he admitted. "It felt good to release some of the tension that builds up after a while." I nodded. "Well, you have fun." I noticed something on his neck and I leaned over to observe it. "Are you sunburnt?" I asked incredulously. "I'm not supposed to be in the sun," he said. "It doesn't exactly melt me the way that it does other Vampires. I think that's because of my pure-blooded Lycanthrope side, but it still doesn't feel great when I am out."

She guessed he had German or some other husky, tall ancestry too. He wasn’t handsome in any conventional sense, his cheekbones so pronounced they made him appear too harsh. Some might not consider him good-looking but he was quite exotically beautiful. She guessed the bone structure might be caused by whatever genetic altering had been done to him. He looked human but not quite fully so. With his hate-filled glare and the tense jaw, it gave him a snarling appearance, which he actually did the moment Ellie inched closer. The deep growl made her pause, heart pounding, and fear shot through her. He looked intensely masculine and rough, projecting how dangerous he could be. It disturbed her that

They would think she's just teasing or throwing a tantrum. Thinking this way, Quinn vigorously struggles, kicks chaotically, and incessantly curses Harvey as a scoundrel and a rascal. "You're a scoundrel, a rascal, a terrible person, a sick juvenile delinquent! If you still have any decency left, let me go now! Don't do anything that you'll regret. Hey, where are you touching! Don't touch me. Ah!" Initially, Harvey found amusement in her talking more to him, even though her words weren't kind. But now he's no longer entertained. What was supposed to be a romantic atmosphere is shattered by Quinn's terrifying screaming, all while he's merely been gently touching her body.

“Andrius Moonshade…” Sunny narrowed his eyes coldly.

"You brought iron to a temple of fire. Kneel." Lord Sunder, a gaunt, silver-bearded hybrid clad in heavy, velvet-trimmed scale armor, raised his head, his face twisted in a desperate, aristocratic rage. "We built the dry-docks that floated your flagship, hybrid abomination! You cannot strip us of our ancestral charters! Without our sulfur refineries, your vanguard will starve before the winter freeze!" "Then we will burn your refineries and forge our own from the ash," I snarled, a cold, predatory smile cutting through my features as my fangs fully extended past my lips.

The more I got to know this guy, the more I realized he was a tsundere. I shook my head to myself as we stepped back outside. The sun had shifted a little higher, warming the streets. He walked beside me, hands in his pockets, expression calm and closed off like always. I didn’t mind. I could talk enough for both of us. “So,” I started, kicking a small pebble along the path, “the beach here is actually really nice, but sand is such a traitor. You think it’s fine, and then suddenly it’s everywhere. In your shoes. In your hair. In places sand should never be.”