Yandere Alastor X Reader Novels & Stories

When I open them again, Darren shakes his head at me, “They’re still Red—will that be a side effect of the power you used earlier?” “I’m going to see Francesca later; do I have to have the wet nurse?” “Yes. No discussion.” “Ugh...not even if I use my own method to persuade you?” I winked. His eyes dilate with the desire to make me his. Then he reaches down to my ear and bites my earlobe. “My dear, unfortunately for you I’m the one who leading the game in bed—if I want, I can leave you unsatisfied.” “You—stupid sadistic pervert of a monkey Alpha!”

I said, flipping my hair over my shoulder even though my scalp still stung from how hard Damon had gripped it earlier while telling me to take his knot like a good girl. “My name is Lyra. I’m eighteen. I’m legal, I’m claimed, and I’m fucking drenched in the scent of the Alpha who brought me here.” I saw one of them flinch. Like physically flinch. Like my words reached out and bitch-slapped his pride. But I wasn’t done. “You want to talk about sand? You think I look like I still play with dolls? Tell that to my pussy. Better yet, tell that to the locker Damon fucked me against this morning while your outdated little laws were busy gathering dust.”

He was very tall, most Alphas are while Omegas are usually tiny. Someone came in, I don’t know who, I was too wrapped up in Anthony and our kiss. Anthony broke away and growled at the intruder. “Get a room.” The intruder snapped. “Happy birthday, Kate. Go and get laid.” Anthony gave me a look that seemed to say “should we?” I gave him a look that I hoped said “of course we fucking should.” It seemed to work because he took my hand and pulled upstairs.

“She left the room, her back straight and her eyes forward, leaving Katerine behind, scowling in silence. ★★★★ That night, the rain fell in silver sheets, gently tapping against the towering windows of Alessia's penthouse apartment. The city lights blurred behind the water-stained glass, creating a kaleidoscope of neon lunacy. However, everything inside remained still. Too still. Alessia stood barefoot in the kitchen, one hand wrapped around a half-empty wine glass, while the other rested against the marble counter as if it were the only thing keeping her upright. Her eyes were vacant. Her lips were swollen. Her wrists were slightly bruised. She hadn’t touched the food her mum prepared for h

She was on the bed sitting while sweat filled her face which shocked me. “Alpha Connor.” She called my name, but one thing I realize. Anastasia also felt the same thing as me, and many thoughts played into my mind about that. I wanted to ask her, but this werewolves' rutting preoccupied my mind and I have to get rid of this, so I walk near her bed. Anastasia seemed stunned when I'm nearly approaching her. I was expecting her to push me away, but then she did not. The moment that I reached her, I push her onto the bed and ride on top of her. My hands started unbuttoning her shirt and I could smell her hot body.

He was coughing as breathing heavily to get a random amount of oxygen to his lungs but his eyes were peeking in the chocolate gazes of the girl who was still crying standing in the doorway. Alexander sighed sharply and shook his head before his face turned back to his handsome gentleman feature. He stares into the girl's glassy eyes and whispers in a softer voice as takes a step forward toward her. "Listen Ammy, it wasn't what you were thinking...let me explain." She stumbled back but handled herself before falling. She ran out of the office without another word not stopping while Alex called her. How is this girl? How can a human get entry into the darkland? Or if she is mated to someone fr

And then, just as I was about to give up, a door opened and Otsana stepped out, beckoning me forward with a mischievous smile. "Come here, Alpha Ralph," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I have a proposition for you. I stepped into the darkness, the door closing behind me with a soft click. The library was quiet, the air thick with the smell of old books and parchment. Otsana leaned against a bookshelf, the candlelight glinting off her raven hair. "How about a quickie, Alpha Ralph?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Just to take the edge off, you know."

He reached for Ortiz’s body. “Leave him.” My command cracked through the room. “Answers come first.” “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Anastasia’s screech scraped against my eardrums. Zane paused at the threshold, fingers curling around the door handle. Without turning, he said, “The last person you want to lie to.” Then, over his shoulder, with quiet, vicious pride: “Oh—and she’s my true Luna.” The door slammed. Anastasia’s screamed about whatever the fuck, I didn’t listen or care.

She was no longer sweating and her lips color were returning to normal. "Thank you," I whispered to the fireflies who glowed majestically as soon as I said those words. "She said you should use the magic word" Tunde informed me and I groaned. "Please," I said through the mind link. "Fine, Alpha. I'm doing this for Lyla, not you" Within minutes, Ashley was back in the room while I sort out my whore of a brother. //////// I don't know if you guys saw my last Author's note, but if you didn't, I want to inform you that Damon has been signed to goodnovel and one other platform. You'll have to unlock the remaining chapters of this book.

“You twisted everything—” Damien’s growl thundered over me, deep and dangerous. The ground itself seemed to tremble. “Stop, Lena.” His Alpha voice slammed into me like a wall. My wolf whimpered and dropped low inside me. My muscles locked. My body bent against his power. “No,” I whispered, fighting to lift my head. My words were not fluent, but I forced it out. “Not this time.” Selene’s smile grew wide and sharp. She pressed against him like a queen, fake and sweet. “Show her, Alpha. Show her where she belongs.”