Novel & Cerita Yandere Chara

After that, she leaned near to Alex's ear and whispered, "You're mine okay? I'll cut your dick off if you cheat on me." Alex froze on the spot when he heard her last sentence. He couldn't believe what he heard. He finally understood what the value 200 on Erza's pleasure meter meant. It meant that she loved him so much that she became a yandere...

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

"We haven't done it again for two weeks, Charisa. Are you not afraid that I will ask you every day to do it?" Skandar sat on his couch, the man turned the television on his apartment. He was in the mood to make a lot of noise. He did not want the sound of his heart to be heard by his wife whom was still in high school. It sounded like he whom was trying to get his right again was not his usual character, he used to be tsundere character.

“You were… happy. I wanted to keep it that way. I couldn’t possibly make you all sad and depressed and counting the time.” “You’re an idiot,” Martha whispers tearfully, and Mason gives the smallest, saddest smile. The door suddenly slams open, starling everyone inside. Everyone jumps. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!” It’s Chara. She’s visibly wild, wind and tangled hair, mismatched boots, eyeliner smudged from either tears or speed, suspiciously the former though. She storms into the room with the energy of a rain storm, ignoring Arthur’s half raised hand like she’s on a mission to kill someone, and at this rate, to kill Mason even before the tumor does.

Don’t put all of your eggs in one basket and all that. Brilliant flame red hair catches my eye and I know who it is before I turn. Char leans against the counter, she straightened her hair today and it falls over her breasts. Large hoop ears and a diamond hang from her ears. She’s wearing a red skirt to match her hair and shiny black heels. Char is my manager, well, she’s the only manager at Ocean Side. She can’t be older than twenty-five, but she runs a tight ship and leaves no room for error. She leans in close so I can hear her over the music.

60: Ayame- Lucky People think Char is mean or scary, but I think he has a way with words. No one can make me feel better the way that he can. Just like I know what people are feeling, it seems like he always knows what I’m thinking and can tell me what I need to know to get through anything.

Yena smiled and said, "I originally wanted to go in to find you, but unfortunately the security guard said I couldn't get in without an invitation card, so I can only wait here for you to come out." Charlie was obviously impatient. "Please speak directly." Yena looked at his hostile face, and the corners of her lips curled unconsciously. Facing such a short-tempered cripple every day, it seems that the little bitch Meredith was really having a hard time right now! Of course, she will make him even more agitated! She suddenly changed her expression and said to him in a sad tone, "Mister Charlie, I...I actually wanted to ask you for help. Since you know me, you should know about my relationshi

Chibana Sara is an extremely pretty girl with long blonde hair and an hourglass physique. She had bright brown eyes and small plump lips. She and I had flings when we were sophomores but stopped when I asked Aera out. I wanted to be a true boyfriend to her. Sara got mad and tried many times to ruin our relationship but we remained strong. In the end, she gave up but when Aera’s video spread like wildfire, Sara was one of the people who made life hell for her.

She gets like this when I won’t talk to her. God, she’s so beautiful though. Char’s waist length black hair was tangled alluringly around her toned shoulders as she brought her arms back at her sides. She wore one of the pretty little hand sewn dresses her mom made for her some years back. It was thin. Thin enough that I could see the perfect curve of her breasts through the material. Her caramel colored skin looked radiant against the stark white of the dress, and under any normal circumstance I would’ve thrown my girlfriend over my shoulder and into our bedroom without letting her finish her little tantrum. The only thing is I just didn’t know if I could do this relationship anymore. Not a

And as everything began to fall into place, I slowly rose from my seat, like I could see the image she was trying to paint, mentally, "You're right, Char." "Phew, finally, somebody gets me." I got her. How hadn't I seen it sooner? In seconds, I was scampering around the table to meet her. "Elen, you're joking, right? You can't possibly understand this raving madness." But I was already before Charlotte, "A broody..." She smirked. "...Sexy, hot..." Her smile widened "Are you both kidding me right now!" "with the tatted body of a Greek God." Char wiped an invisible tear from her eyes, "I'm glad I kept you as my friend."