Yandere Captions Novels & Stories

I panicked but pep talked myself to calm down and view the post. It was the exact picture Ryder had taken of us at the auditorium. My eyes closed and he was kissing my neck. But instead of the caption containing cruel words meant to shame me. They were….sweet. I read it once, twice, ten times until I could see my phone reflecting my red face through my screen just to be sure it said what I thought it said. The caption was: Not a pity pick, just my beautiful pick I could already guess who it was but I still looked at the username, @ryderdoesitbetter.

A crumpled bedsheet. The caption read: [Finally… with the love of my life.]

But once it did, I found myself chortling. “What? No! How did…” But the rest of my words died down in my throat at the soft feel of her lips against my cheek, the clicking sound of the phone following almost immediately. I found her staring at me through a smug grin, holding the phone up to me. “Told you it can’t be that bad.” And surprisingly, I found myself agreeing with her as I stared at the screen. It really wasn't bad – it wasn’t bad at all! “What caption do you think I should use? Think of something cute, but not cheesy. Something unique.” “How about ‘brave hearts?’” I offered. “How about no,” she answered 'sweetly,' to which I just chuckled. “Hey, it’s not that bad you know.” “Brave

She added, already making her way towards me. A frown etched on my face as I stared at the screen. “Why on earth would he post this?” Jenna scanned my face. “Don’t tell me the date didn’t go well?” I didn’t need to respond. She plopped on the bed while I paced around, anger surging through my veins. “You need it chill though, it's just a post,” she said. I paused in my tracks. “How can he caption the post ‘on a date with the love of my life’ when we barely even have a decent conversation?”

I smiled at him. I looked like freaking sex goddess, and news flash, I loved it. AIDEN “Where is she, Sally? Don’t play with me right now.” I screamed into her face, anger filling my skin, Ryan mistaking sent me a picture of a stripper cloth she wore which left Little to the imagination, It was probably for her best friend because the caption said (I have finally decided to have fun and not be such a head bent workaholic.) it was sent to a friend named Yena, supposed to be sent anyways.

My forehead immediately furrowed upon reading that. Me: My Baby? Josh Rain: Yes (laugh emoji), it's my new endearment for you. Me: New nickname, or are you wrong chat? Josh Rain: My love (laugh emoji), why would I have wrong chat? Me: My love now? Josh Rain: My darling, my Baby, my love. They all mean you, my Yannie. I love you! I blushed at Josh's final reply to me. "Are you okay, Yannie?" Bam asked me softly.

"This is better than therapy." Émilie smiled, brushing her red hair aside from her face. "Yes, and much more effective." Yang-zi nodded shyly. “And the sweets are delicious. Thank you, Xander-senpai.” Lyra shared a look with me. "Is it just me, or does it sound super sexy when Yang-zi calls Xander that?" Xander laughed. "Don’t start with that, Lyra." Émilie cupped her chin thoughtfully. "Lyra's right."

“Why are you a damn difficult woman?“He whispered to her, his tone held no softness to it. It expressed how much she has been frustrating recently. She twitched her lips at him, “I wanted to free you from me, you lost all rights to complain.“ “Freeing yourself from me isn't possible.“ “I am not your captive Xander, if right now I feel like leaving I have every right to.“ Xander chuckled at her and his stupid heart for falling for a stranger. A stranger with big hazel orbs, rosy plump lips, long silky hair and smooth honey skin, “It's actually the other way around, I am your captive. You can leave Lena but you would forever have me tied up in your chains.“ She raise her eyes to lock with his,

the girl with short black hair remarked, trying to provide reassurance. "Hey, Yifa, don't give up just yet," the girl with long black hair spoke softly, trying to offer comfort. Ah, yes, I remember her name now. It's Anita. My gaze narrowed as I noticed Yifa's trembling shoulders, tears streaming down her face. Was it because of me? I should have felt guilty, but deep down, I blamed her. She was foolish. Yifa struggled to speak amidst her sobs, her voice shaky. "My mother told me everything about true mates. She described them as kind, gentle, and protective," she managed to say, attempting to regain control of her emotions.

Cindy hurriedly took out her cell phone and played Yuriel's video, which was going viral, before placing her cell phone on Aleandro's desk. Aleandro glanced at the video playing on the cellphone. He raised his eyebrows to see if Yunifer was in the picture. Her pale skin, without makeup, did not hide her delicate beauty. Aleandro's gaze was glued to his plump lips in a provocative smile. The glow in the green eyes gleamed with an attractive glow. He looked evil and attractive at the same time. Aleandro realized he couldn't take his eyes off of his wife's face. Until the woman's words crushed the smile on his face.