Yandere Bl Novels & Stories

Yes, my apartment. I ignored Xandry’s message with an angry emoji. And he kept on sending. The last one made me snort. XandryTheGreat: Blaine, I’m mad at you. You will not get orgasms from me, woman. “You ask me when I’ve got the last one?” He laughed, wiping off his sweat from his forehead.

She didn't think that Monty and the others were worth her time. "Bianca?" Blake blurted out. Belinda nodded slightly and said, "If she joins forces with Ventus, Sebastian will have no chance of survival today." At that moment, countless cherry blossoms drifted through the sky as a cold gust of wind blew in from the river. A person with an umbrella drifted down from the skies. It was as if they had descended from heaven. A beautiful face could be seen under the umbrella, and it entranced everyone who saw her. She was wearing fiery red traditional Yutarian clothes with cherry blossoms embroidered on them. She wore snow-white socks and wooden clogs, and she drifted gently onto the stands next t

she urges. Hearing the word, Sky could only gasp as he wanted to protest against Andrea and the clear script, she’s having to float in the ideal Yaoi genre is very much fond of. But knowing her, he cannot do anything right now or even a word to escape if he doesn’t want to make everything worst as it is right now. “What do you want, Andrea.” He asks as they both look at the menu pretending to look for an appetizing meal for the night and more.

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

Beth's POV "Sir Ralyks, I’d like you to meet Yuri. She’s one of the best fighters in the KariBlanc combat force," Aldred said warmly, gesturing towards her. Beside Aldred stood a woman with a bright smile on her face. Her hair was a bright shade of pink, cropped short just above her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds in the sunlight, reflecting her confidence. Despite her warrior status, Yuri’s appearance was unexpectedly casual.

“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

“I didn’t mean to… but — but my wolf was out of control. And I was out of control. And everything had happened so fast and when I looked into her eyes… it felt right and her hands felt like home — FUCK.” I blinked a few times, trying to process what was going on. Blue had cheated on Yohan. And now that he mentioned it. He does smell like Hyacinth. And from the looks of it, by the changes of his features… he had marked her. He wasn’t this… manly looking before. Blue had always had this androgenous features. When he’s with Yohan he looks a bit feminine. But now he’s more masculine. “Wow.” Was all I could say in my endless streams of thoughts.

Andrea Pendragon is a beautiful girl with a charming personality, age nineteen, a year older than Danial and Seiran. She had short mud blond hair that barely reached her nape. The vibrant emerald eyes had a transparent blue tone in them. Her unique eye color always attracted others. She had pale white skin to the point of being sickly, thick eyelashes, and an upturned nose with freckles adorning her face. Her beauty lies in her genuine and charming smile.

they said. Blue nodded, then looked at Sylv. "Also...." he said as his face went serious. "I think – " he turned to them. " – he is the only one that knows the secrets of Yuria." He said, then took a deep breath. "You know it, too, right, Hail.... Skye?" he said and looked at Hail, then Skye. "That Yuria..." he said, then lowered his head. "... she has another personality." He told them. Their eyes went wide, shocked. Blue nodded in affirmation. For a gentle old lady in the past to drastically change like this... He thought when he remembered Yuria smiling brightly and hugging Skye and Hail in the past. This is the only answer. He deeply sighed. Yuria has two personalities.

“You tried talking to her. Did she listen? No. Nikolai is right. Xanthea is still young, naïve, and under the influence of pure evil. She doesn’t know what’s good and what’s bad for her.” My nails dug into my palms as I began channelling more of my life-force into the Jualsra spell. Yandor grabbed his chest, blood spurting out of his mouth. “I’ve already lost my daughter to her stubbornness,” Yandor rasped through bloody wheezes, his eyes brimming with tears. “I won’t lose my granddaughter. I won’t make the same mistake, and I won’t let you make it either.” His voice faltered for a moment before his gaze darkened with bloodlust again.