Yandere Astro Novelas e Histórias

CHAPTER 184 •••••Third Person POV••••• " Astraea take Aurora away. They're here for her. Take her to somewhere safe and get away from here, as soon as you can" Zander growled in the midlink as he sliced the stomach of the Rogue causing his limb to flow out like water as the Rogue died. " They're here for her" Announced Astraea looking towards Ryder when suddenly a Rogue jumped in front of the tent growling threatening showing his canines.

I brushed it softly and guided my finger through my neck, stroking my collarbones as softly as possible. I smirked watching him. His breathing was erratic and not once did those eyes deviate from me. Instead, they were glowing with a warning. A call for me to stop my shenanigans. The sensible Astraea may have stepped away from the mayhem, but that's what is interesting. This Astraea isn't sensible or cautious. She is a carefree reckless girl. Ready to get destroyed in the longing. My hands slowly stroked my curves, the thin cloth, only enhance my figure.

Astralys asked, and Arabella shook her head. Astralys stepped towards her, caressing her cheeks before gripping her chin. "Let her go!" Sandro growled. "Make me," Astralys snarled, scowling at him. Sandro grunted as he flew backward when she waved her hands in the air before turning to Arabella. "You seem smarter than he is, child," Astralys said. "Do you even know you are carrying the next Phoenix and alpha within you?" Astralys' hand trailed downwards from Arabella's cheeks to her full breasts, then down to her stomach, lingering there.

Her hair turned silver-gold, eyes glowed like moons. The very ground beneath her feet trembled. Gasps spread everywhere. “Aelindra…” someone whispered in terror. The rogue Alphas staggered backward immediately. Several wolves collapsed entirely beneath the pressure. I even struggled to breathe. Because this power wasn’t normal Alpha dominance. This felt ancient, and divine. Maya stepped forward slowly. It wasn't fully Maya. Aelindra, the Lunar Queen. Silver energy swirled violently around her body as moonlight bent toward her like it belonged to her alone.

He had been in contact with the other platoons and they were all getting on well based on the reports, but he couldn't stop himself from worrying. The next morning they packed up and set off, with Verra taking a less aggressive approach the rest of the platoon got their chance to shine. One girl with purple hair interested Xasha the most, she was a rare sound mage; she was using a Black cello twice her height as her weapon, cutting energy beasts in half with sound waves.

he replies. I scowl. “You wolves are stubborn,” I murmur. “We say the same thing about angels,” he chuckles. We step outside and my skin crawls as dozens of eyes land on me. I wait for them to go away but they follow me all the way to Daniel’s house. “Do I look like complete trash or something? Why are they all staring?” “Just the opposite I’m afraid.” I frown. “That’s a bad thing?” “Unmated werewolves can be very aggressive and disrespectful when it comes to pretty girls; it becomes a bigger problem when that pretty girl doesn’t have a mate,” he sighs.

Her beauty and alluring body that had blinded me quickly eased off, replaced by resentment, my face hardening into a scowl. "No," I said to my wolf, Zander. "She can't be" "She's our mate" he growled like a lovesick puppy. That was when I noticed that the fragrance was now scenting more than it had when I'd first inhaled it, totally dominating any other scent in the kitchen. Truly, she was the one but I refused to let a mere maid become my luna. And again, she was human. That, I could tell from her distinct scent.

I could feel danger flags going off in my head as my shoulder grew wet with Eli tears. “If I can’t be your friend, what the point of being alive anymore? Not having you in my life is death itself. Don’t kill me, Aurelia. Don’t.” I could feel cold sweat appearing on my back, as Eli’s cutesy voice grew darker. ‘Okay, I forgot one important thing. He is the yandere love interest. I can’t just be cold towards him. He is literally a wildcard.’

Nyxara awaited us in a chamber of mirrors, her form a perfect inversion of the goddess: raven-haired, eyes twin voids, lips curved in a smile that promised annihilation. *"Little Vessel,"* she crooned. *"You've brought me a gift."* Her gaze locked on my mark. *"The Anchor. How... delicious."* --- **EDEN'S POV** The fight was a blur. Nyxara moved through the mirrors, her touch unraveling spells. Mom's starlight clashed with her shadows, each collision spraying acid-bright sparks. Rhydian lunged, his mark flaring. Nyxara caught his throat, her fingers sinking into his skin. *"You taste of Thalassar,"* she purred. *"Let me *relieve* you of that burden."*

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”