Which Yandere Loves You Novels & Stories

… This was the first time in seven years that Ryan had seriously tried to understand Tasha's past. She had very few belongings, and she had no particular hobbies. The only notebook she had was filled with notes about him. "Ryan doesn't like lamb or sweets, and he likes spicy food." "But I think roasted lamb is the best and sweet desserts taste amazing! I hate chili because my stomach is weak." "He doesn't like anyone touching his study." "But I accidentally touched something while cleaning. If I tell him, will he hate me?" "He doesn't like watching romance dramas." "Will he refuse if I invite him to watch something with me?"

dead leaves rolling across the cobblestones were the only sounds to break the heavy silence that descended upon the square. Eleanorfeltherheartslowslightlybuttheadrenalinecontinuedtopulsethroughherveinsgivinghertheimpressionthattheworldaroundhervibratedwithastrangeenergy. Still frozen in place she gazed at the stranger like a statue etched in the shadows. She wanted to say something to thank him to ask questions but her voice was dry and her words stumbled between gratitude and fear. She was finally able to mutter a barely audible Thank you her voice shaking as she revealed the emotion that was consuming her. The man slowly turned his head in her direction and for the first time a portion o

"Mates. We have a high libido too, probably more so than most, but we only love once. When we mark a mate it's forever, unbinding, and when one dies, so does the other." "I don't think Lycans love at all, so at least you got a little better odds." "Lycans love deeply, it's just that, it's themselves they are in love with it." I could hear the sarcasm in his voice and I giggled out loud. "That is true. I thought your mother was a mate of the Vampire king." "She was one of his wives. He never marked any. When my father killed him, he took my mother as his." "That's fucked up. Was she forced or did she willingly want him."

She applied it on her lips, making sure it coated everything. When he was out of her room, she heaved a sigh of relief and peered at her flower. It was beautiful and had yellow circles on it. "Hi, I will name you... Naya," Erin said, rubbing the yeriner. It leaned to her touch as if asking for more. A yeriner was a flower that yearned for human touch and grew healthier when spoken to. Death could be its fate if neglected. It was a core attention seeker and the perfect flower for her.

His steady breathing stirred the loose strands of her hair. Her eyes flew open. Grayson Pierce. Her boss. The man who'd kept her at arm's length for weeks, who'd wielded emotional distance like a weapon, had made love to her last night. No—not made love. Had taken her. Claimed her. And she'd let him. No, worse. She'd wanted it. Oh God, had she wanted it. She shifted slowly, her weight barely moving, not wishing to disturb him, needing to grant herself a few precious seconds to unravel the tangled mess in her mind. But the moment her weight shifted, the arm around her waist clenched.

She can't risk becoming the same again. The way her heart flutters around him, makes her see him in shining light, those slomo and everything guided her to him, telling her she likes him. But there's a problem. She is a beta with no destiny thread, which means she doesn't have a mate, so she can fall for anyone. She can't be marked but can be their lover.

"Are you out of your f**king mind,you know that the relationship between us and the vamps is delicate! If father hears of this you're gonna have it!", I heard Yadira yelling at Syrus through the bedroom door. "I don't give a damn! He touched what is mine, what belongs to me and you think I was going to let the bastard go! What? Did you expect me to wrap her up and offer her to him,she is my mate!", Syrus yelled. I felt warmth spread in my heart at hearing him say that I'm his mate.

Larry sighed and continued, “I know that now, which is why I've come to warn you of another impending danger and it's about Hadassah.” He paused as he noticed the clench in Aamon’s jaw. He knew he would not take what he wanted to say well, but it had to be said. Maybe that would help him change his mind about getting cured. “Liam has planned to make Hadassah his mate once you're dead.” He saw the shock pass through Aamon and continued, “That's not all. He also wants to turn her into a vampire.” This time, Aamon shot to his feet. “What did you say?”

(Kelly laughs) Beautiful morning bestie, hmmm, someone is in a good mood…spill! So you remember the guy I was talking to at the club, uhmm, yeah, well, he phoned this morning and said he will want to see me again, and asked if we could go out tonight and I said okay. Oh! Yeah, so don't wait up, 'cause mama is feeling lucky tonight. Yeeeeepe! You're such a nasty girl Ashley. Well, I hope you have a wonderful time with… with what? His name? Oh crap! I don't recall, well...who cares! (Ashley makes her way out of the room singing) (The next day…)

She said in a sad tone. "Tori." Amber called when she realized that they just had an argument for no good reason and even though they weren't mad at each other, she had just made her best friend sad. "I guess mine's okay because I always haven't believed in love but you, you are Tori, lovely Tori, who fucking loves love and it's disappointing that you don't love love anymore." She said watching Tori look at the paper in her hands like she was reading them but she obviously wasn't.