Yandere Boyfriend Novels & Stories

My pussy fully exposed to him. Only Liam is not my boyfriend. Actually I'm worse that girl. I'm the side piece that sneaks around in the night with her best friend's cousin's boyfriend. He licked my clit until it was so swollen I felt it throb in my chest. He fingered me slowly making me cum over and over. With every orgasm I could feel my body release so much tension I collapsed and fell asleep when he finally let me breathe. I closed my eyes and sleep hit me like a derailed train.

"You know I don't see you as a friend Vicky. You're worth way more than that." "What do you see me as? An enemy?" Even I know I'm talking bullshit. Ander has never seen me as an enemy. And I know he doesn't see me as a friend either. It's so confusing yet intriguing. "I want to kiss you now Vicky. Can I?" I'm about to nod but I pause. I have a boyfriend that is not him and that is one of the kindest and sweetest people I've ever met. And kissing Ander would be one of the worst things I'd ever do to him.

"What are you saying, Mom? Yiran brought her boyfriend here today. How would we dare bully her? We even have to call her boyfriend Mister," Third Aunt took the opportunity to quip. Grandma was surprised. "Boyfriend? Yiran has a boyfriend now? Quick, let me meet him!" "I'll bring him here then," said Ling Yiran as she got up and walked out of the room. Third Aunt said somewhat unhappily, "What are you so happy about, Mom? Yiran's boyfriend looks like a toy boy. He might even be a fraud!"

Not to mention, that smile on his face too is gone as he returns to the trolley with a cold expression though every time he puts an item inside he’d touch my baby bump and rubs it gently for a few seconds. “Hi.” Fangirl number three now, and I’m sure he’s going to turn towards me again to subtly drop the hint that he is not available. “Are you free after this? Wanna get coffee?” “He has a boyfriend,” I interrupt from behind to which she instantly turns around to discover who’s the person that dropped the bomb. “He has a boyfriend.” I repeat and this time he narrows his eyes at me to which I innocently smile, continuing my lies, “My bestie already has a boyfriend, sorry.”

"I didn't mean to do that and I never thought Wrenren has a boyfriend. Atsaka ano, hmm ..." I sighed. "I-I have a boyfriend." I murmured. "So don't be jealous, I won't take Wrenren from you." "What's ... his name, then?" I was almost sarArrowtic again without the soft and hissing voice on the other line and back to the deep and baritone. Damn, his voice sounded a lot like my baby! "Uhm, he's Phoenix. Phoenix Adler, you know him? He's a part owner of Arrowa Amara." I murmured.

“Oh, I’m Narat’s boyfriend.” HUH!!!!??

I'd just pulled away in the middle of making out with him. It wasn't that I didn't want to keep kissing him. God knew I loved kissing Nate and those soft lips of his. But right in the middle of it, strange words had suddenly appeared before my eyes, drifting through the air like comments scrolling across a screen. Every single comment said the same thing—that Nate, my boyfriend of three years and family friend of more than twenty, had never really wanted me. Soon, he'd meet the woman he was truly meant to be with and dump me without a second glance.

Dylan snorts “I’m not studying to become a physicist, Dre.” “I just poured out my heart and soul to you but that’s what you’re focused on?” Dylan kisses him because he doesn’t know what else to do, moves until Andre falls onto the edge of his bed and Dylan crawls into his lap, “So I’m your boyfriend?” Andre smirks into their kiss. pulling apart with raised brows, “oh, baby…is this entire temper tantrum because you wanted me to claim you officially?” “that…among everything else I said…” Dylan pouts and plays with Andre’s hair

Subconsciously, Candice felt that Mason was either extremely cunning or a sickly person. Yana also saw Mason. She tightened her grip on Candice's hand and then, the next second, lowered her head to look at her phone, muttering, "Why hasn't he come yet?" Candice asked, "Who hasn't come yet?" Yana raised her head, her tone rising at the end, "My sweetheart boyfriend." Her voice was as sweet as honey. Candice saw Mason inadvertently glance in their direction, his pupils deep.

Wendy leaned in, her voice dropping to a hiss, though it was loud enough for Justine to hear. “You, my dear, should feel honored to even breathe the same air she does. To stand near her. You should be grateful for any crumbs of attention she deigns to throw your way.” Okay, that was enough. “That’s very kind of you to point out,” I said, my voice even, meeting her condescending gaze head-on. “But as I believe I mentioned to her previously, I actually have a boyfriend.” Wendy scoffed. “A boyfriend? A werewolf boyfriend, I presume? And you think that’s even comparable to having someone like her”—another dramatic gesture toward Justine—“showing an interest in you? Are you delusional?”