Yandere Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I answered with detest . "Oh well, you can't blame them, after all, we are too beautiful to handle," she said as I smirked. It was no secret that vampires had an alluring sex appeal that most humans and other supernatural beings found irresistible. Not only that, for the past years, I did everything in my power to look different and sexier than most of the she-wolves in the pack. As for Yuki, she was very cute, adorable, and too innocent. Us being together always had the males reeled up. To them, we were the duo they fantasized about and wanted badly. I was the one they wanted to fuck, while Yuki was the one they fantasized about making love to.

Even as she shouted, there was laughter hidden in the arch of her brow and the tilt of her chin, a silent taunt that cut deeper than the order itself. Amanda who was looking directly at her could see her expression. It was very funny but this was the exact way she had pictured her face. She pictured her as beautiful. Her beauty was undeniable striking cheekbones, lips painted with a perfect, enticing curve, and eyes that could hold a man captive with a single glance. Yet beneath that allure, there lingered something chilling. Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed with a sharp, cruel delight, like a predator savoring the chase.

She looked enchanting and flirtatious. He had to admit it, Azula was a very beautiful woman, and there was a wildness and arrogance to her beauty. Yadon felt that he had seen Azula before, but he had no recollection of her at all. “I’m not interested in what happened between you and Jasper. I’m even less interested in what method you used to threaten him or collaborate with him. But I’m warning you... put away all your ulterior motives when it comes to me, understand?” Yadon warned her and smiled.

Wanda was a vision of breathtaking grace, her purple, form-fitting dress clinging to her body and highlighting every perfect curve. She carried the air of a classic femme fatale, her beauty surging forward like a tidal wave. Wanda's alluring crimson lips and captivating smile proved to be a formidable distraction, even for someone as disciplined as Ashton.

“I don’t tend to exaggerate a lot but believe me when I tell you that picture hasn’t done her any justice, it didn’t even tell half the story. She was feisty and drop-dead gorgeous as a matter of fact. She had a lively face, a full sensuous mouth with plump cherry lips, and sparkling eyes that could change from a soft moss-green color to dark jade in moments, depending on her mood. Her skin was the perfect shade of caramel, accentuated by her petite figure.” “Goodness gracious, Yoda. You’re whipped over a woman.” Alessandro mused. “I never thought I’d see this day again.” “You’re blowing it out of proportion, man. It was only steamy for the few weeks I was in Greece and that’s it. What happe

she mumbled unconsciously to herself but in that pin drop silence, Hades heard her. Alessandra said this while looking at her pictures because such beauty was emerging in those pictures which is hardly found in any living person. The dry impression of those wet colors on the white canvas was molded into a human texture that gave life to that picture. Like the rest, Alessandra too was mesmerized by the screaming beauty of those pictures. This was nothing new for Hades. Why not?

And that gaze still glanced her way from time to time. "Wait, don't you think Asher seems to be looking over here?" "You mean, he's interested in me?" "Could be me. I'm dressed so beautifully and sexily today..." Wendy, positioned behind the bar, hid herself behind the two chatting girls. In Wendy's aesthetic judgment, most of the girls present today were quite beautiful. They were, after all, in the business of being beauty influencers. Without solid skills and relying solely on hype, one couldn't stay popular for long.

Even though she had been in a committed relationship for the last five years, it doesn’t mean other guys haven’t tried asking her out and most only had one intention with their interest in her. She is well aware of how nice a body she has in the eyes of male attention, and she is exhausted from their constant blatant looks of lust and disgusting comments. Even with Isaac, he always complimented how pretty she was and how hot her body was, but he was never really someone who made her feel sexy or desirable in that way.

Kim put down her cup and stood up, with a sharp corner of her mouth, "You'd better worry about whether your sister will suffer." "Wow! So cool!" Yana sees Kim's cold ruthless look and instantly turns to fan girl mode. Kim already has the appearance of a cool fairy. For Yana, when the fairy acts cooler, the more heroic they appear. It's commonly known as aggressive. There are many female fighters in this circle, they are both salt and sweet, but not to be trifled with! Randy was worried, "Miss, do you really want to fight?" "Don't worry, boss. I've told you that she's pretty good at it."

- Yana said as if nothing had happened, examining me with even greater interest than at night. She was wearing an ultra-short leather dress with a deep bronze neckline, like her entire perfect body. A thin lace was playfully tied around the neck, probably also made of leather. Killer metal hairpins and a high ponytail of long silk hair the color of a crow's feather complemented the image of a kind of sun-spoiled A****n, tremblingly holding in her arms an obviously hungry child, a little older than my Nikita, but with the fury of a true predator, ready to defend him and herself at any moment. At least paint an oil painting! - But I could not see with my own eyes the lair of the most enviable