Yandere Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Why would she ever consider anything but the real deal? And just what in the hell was wrong with the men she'd dated? Peyton was gorgeous. Gigantic cerulean eyes, flawless skin, champagne hair that wove through daydreams as easily as the strands wrapped around his hand. Her legs went on for decades, her ass begged to be grabbed, and if one looked up perfection in the dictionary, there would be a picture of her breasts. Delicate hands and a stop traffic smile and the cutest damn button nose to offset all the sexy. Librarian fantasy in daylight and seductress by night. Seriously. And those were just her physical attributes. Never mind her personality, which was ten times as sweet as how she ta

Only the female cultivator seemed to have sensed something and turned around. After seeing Caspian, she seemed to think for a while and then smiled at Caspian. At this moment, Caspian also saw the face of the female cultivator. She looked like a lady from a noble family in the middle of the mortal world. Her every frown and smile revealed a sense of gentleness. The aura was not like that of a nerd. If one were to describe it with words, the words "Beauty like jade" would fit the temperament of this female cultivator best.

YuZhi stared at the two faces for a moment, comparing them in their similarities and contrasts. Rhea was a born model with symmetrical and elegant features that could handle any angle, lighting, or make up. She had an unearthly flawlessness that sometimes looked airbrushed or photoshopped, but she had never undergone enhancements or surgery. She was beautiful, seductive, with thick straight brows, a tiny nose and cherry plumped lips that were suited to bold make up and high fashion style. Every guys dream girl. She looked wealthy and she had the mannerisms and presence of an international model.

She resembled her father greatly and that is why her beauty wasn’t conceivable to everyone else but her family. Yuna wasn’t considered beautiful in most men’s eyes because she wasn’t the typical beauty that resembled a delicate flower. Her beauty stemmed from her cold and aloof persona that made her look like an ice queen. Most men were interested in pampering and taking care of delicate flowers that didn’t know how to live their life without a man. It would help men feel as if their ego were boosted when relied on. Yuna wasn’t going to appeal to every man just to get help. She already knew that her strength and fortitude were enough for her to stand up for herself. She’d lived two lives alr

Whether he noticed or not, it wasn't apparent as he was now looking quite closed off and still angry. How did I ever think him attractive? Was he mentally ill? Just now he was slightly now, then this? He infuriated me. "Anconeus will be here to talk to you about accommodations" he said the same time a high pitched nasally voice cried out "Xanderrrrrr". I cringed and turned towards the source of the voice. Same as Lord Alexander and Lord Ben. I saw the most perfect, beautiful, golden skinned, raven haired, green eyed goddess. She was vampire too. I suddenly felt so out of place and ugly. I just wanted to shrink under the shroud of her beauty.

BLAINE  My eyes nearly pop-out from each socket the moment I had the first glimpse of Xandry. I’ve seen handsome guys, my ex was considered handsome, but he was an asshole. Xandry was extremely gorgeous, cocky, charming, and exuded the playboy-aura. And I had a thing with those qualities that led me to early pregnancy, so that was a no-no. Most handsome guys were assholes and women made them what they were. And I’ve learned not to stroke their ego.

Over her pert breasts and the curve of her waist to her perky ass, perfectly outlined by a pair of tight leggings. Shit, this girl was beyond beautiful. She was something else. She held a different kind of beauty. Unique. Otherworldly. She was beautiful in a nontraditional sense. And for whatever reason my body reacted to her, appreciated her looks. “I don’t trust you, Leneve, what are you up to? Why are you here?” I ask towering over the little Lycan. “I don’t trust your father.”

I smile and chuckle as I nod, “Good, I've been good. I look at both of them and I'm assaulted by a feeling of familiarity and longing at the same time. “It’s been so long.” Breanne nods but Ariana simply stares me down from beneath her nose, her wine-red eyes catching me by surprise again, and as always I take in her dress and the whole look of her. Ariana is what anyone would call walking seduction. She’s perfect in every single way. She has siren eyes, full sensual lips, the perfect shape to match.

Her face heated, and she averted her sight. The YHRA, as I recently realized, is very different from Lesley. Yhra has a distinctive appearance, including a sharp nose, pouty lips, and pale complexion. "W-what? Don't talk in such a snooty tone." As I caress her cheeks, I can't help but smile.

His tone is hard. “I didn't like the one you sent.” Defiance laced her every word. His eyes narrow. “You're testing me, pumpkin.” Electra hiss. “Stop. Calling. Me. That!” She grits. Amusement glints in his eyes. So far, he enjoys seeing her riled. He accesses her. The dress accentuates the flare of her hips, the slim curve of her waist and the thrust of her breast. Perfect. Anders’ eyes stop at her face. Electra had drawn her hair back into a neat ponytail. A few curly strands left to dangle over the sides of her face. The slightest bit of make-up worn. She looks beautiful.