Novel & Cerita Yandere Chan Fanfiction

His cheeks were red because of alcohol, and even the corners of his eyes were red. Flames were burning in the depths of his pitch-black pupils. That was desire... Chang Yan only felt thirsty. She looked at the falling petals in the air behind him. She felt that the petals had turned into clusters of fire, and there was a crackling sound around them. She unconsciously licked her lips, which was like a fire in the eyes of a man. Chang Yan's eyes became redder when she saw him, and he slowly approached her... She was so nervous that she suddenly closed her eyes and tightened on the sofa under her.

Vanity exclaimed as Chandler devoured her like a hungry man. He didn't do this to her the entire night, so why was he doing it now? She thought what she was doing with him was great, but this was out of this world. He simply ignored her pleas and continued to lick, suck, and finger that flower hole with all his might. She was incredibly fragrant down there, and it was driving him insane. Were all women this way? He was going to do more research on it. Vanity had forgotten about her pleading and was soon panting and moving her hips, directing the man to eat her even more. Her fingers were in his hair, and her other hand was gripping the counter. Chandler ate her so thoroughly that she felt he

Randell blamed Chan. “You? Yes, it's you. Why is that... you're so handsome. You're an animal...” Chan's meaningless words to Randell. The corner of Randell's lips turned up. But Chan couldn't handle what she felt so she leaned her head on Randell's chest and closed her eyes completely. In other words, the princess did fall asleep. "You're really a burdened woman. Why are you doing this?” After Randell let go of such a question himself, he slowly carried Chan to bring her into her room.

There's no saying what could happen at any moment. And she was right... _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE ~

She immediately pushed Xander away as she inhaled a deep breathe, “Didn’t I tell you clearly enough that I don’t want to ever see you again? I told you to stay away from my sight!” Xander took one step, two steps, three steps backwards until Xiao saw a figure which totally made her world upside down. It completely went through a 360° turn the moment her eyes laid upon him. His vivid aura emanated a strong facade with the pair of eyes he has... cunning and tiger-like. Almost seemingly looking like a predator patiently waiting for its prey. She felt scared yet secured at the same time. Ironically, the only foreign and twisted feeling she could never feel from anyone aside from him. His messy a

I whisper into the phone but she hears me and she turns to look at me. "He's crying? Why?" "He's a big softy. Don't mind him." I ruffle her hair and she giggles, shaking her head mocking. "Are all of your friend's softies like you Yu-Chan?" Rolling my eyes, I pinch her cheek and she shrieks before pulling away and rubbing the area. "He's more similar to you." "I am not a softie!" She pouts and turns away from me and I hear him chuckle on the other side.

“You know, I don’t see you like that. I want to be with you, Serafina. I love you.” “I don’t love you.” Velkan’s heart shattered. The only pain he had felt that came close to what he was experiencing now, was the pain of losing his father and brother. “How… how?” He struggled to wrap his head around what was happening. “How could you say that when you are still warm from my touch?” “It’s just sex.” Chanda said in a cold manner that pierced his heart even more. “Do not confuse the two, Lycan.” Lycan? A few hours ago, she had been moaning his name loudly. Now he was back to being Lycan.

she said, shaking her head in grim amusement. Yuria's spine tingled with reckless exhilaration as she imagined Miranda's bright, eager eyes swirling in heartbreaking sorrow. She was terrified at the prospect of her friend eventually realizing the awful reality - that the person she considered her soul sister had not only been sleeping with her beloved lover but had relished every agonizing minute of it.

Except for Chan. She is different. Obedient. Eager to impress me. In the three months we’d been fucking, she has never once spoken about feelings or asked for more. She understands the rules. And that’s exactly why I can’t lose her now — or the bet. I have to win. If I lose Chan, where do I even start again? If I go for another girl, how can I be sure she won’t catch feelings and want more? I can’t deal with that shit again.

Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.