Yandere Erasermic X Reader Novels & Stories

’ I smile happily. “Era!” I whisper aloud. “I'm so glad you're here. Shall we shift now?” But then something indescribable happens. Era crawls back. She bows her head deeply before looking back at me. ‘That won't be possible for a while, Mercedes. Something else is going on.’ I'm shocked by her reaction. We have to shift today, go to Zane. ‘What's going on then? We have to shift, Era! We must go to our mate!’ I call to her. But she shakes her head. ‘We're going to our mate. But not in wolf form. Not yet. I'm sorry, Mercedes.’ And with that, she retires and closes the mind link....

"At least Lana cares. She was forced to take orders from that damn prick." Lana. The maid's image displayed in her head. 'Thank God Lana, thank goodness that you will have hope.' The vampire accompanied Asty as she descended the stone-bricked depression. There wasn't even a single torch that lit wherever they were going. "I can't see—" She felt Errol's cold fingers wrap around her wrists. "I can lead you. I can see." She nodded at him. Errol continued to walk straight. He places his palms over the doorknob of a large, creaky door and slowly opened it. The place lit up and Asty could find herself in front of a secret basement. She walked inside and inspected the isolated area.

joy asked I replied her calmly. "I have no idea" "Rica Walker" I whispered to him. "well Rica Walker, I do not want you as my Mate" "ok" I replied, before I realized what he said."wait what?" my eyes widened and even my ears couldn't believe what they heard. "did he just reject us?" joy asked angrily. _________ aw aw poor Erica. Hi everyone, how has the book been so far?. So,who is your favorite character so far?

She quivered beneath my touch, a whimper escaping her lips. In my dream, the act of BDSM was a dance of power and passion, a ritual that bound us together in a way that transcended the mundane. My cock, thick and hard, strained against the fabric of my pants, begging for release as I approached the bed where Elysia lay. She watched me with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her breaths coming quicker as I stood over her, the crop still in my hand.

“Just like that, Erica. Keep bouncing on me and beg for my cum. You want my fucking cum don't you?" “Yes! Please, give me your cum,” I whimpered, feeling like I was about to explode around him. “Please, Dr. Evans, fill my tight little pussy with your cum. I need it so badly. It’ll make me come all around your hard cock.” “Oh, Fuck,” he grunted, slamming my hips down on his cock and forcing them still. I knew he was trying to stop himself from coming already, but he didn’t tell me to stop bouncing. So, I continued to buck my hips back and forth, my breasts moving against his chest and my pussy exploding around his cock.

Azrael stirs immediately and I feel him coil under my ribs like a tightening chain. “I am not playing a game,” I say quietly. Edric lets out a breath that sounds like disbelief trying to harden into anger. “Then what do you call this?” He gestures between us. “You bring me into your world, isolate me, tell me I’m yours… and now, suddenly, I’m supposed to believe you’re some mythical creature?” My hand loosens slightly at his waist. A mistake he feels immediately because he pushes again, harder this time, trying to sit up and I stop him without thinking.

he says flatly, not agreeing. He turns away before I can respond. I walk away from them panicking. What if they don’t pair us? What if the system detects something else? It will prove I was never meant to stand beside him. I'm replaceable, pressing my finger to my wrist, putting it under my nose, and my scent feels unstable and uncertain. As i walk towards the lower chamber, no guards are outside, I walk down the stairs and hear Elias's voice coming from down there. “.... the erasure was incomplete,” Elias says quietly.

That tall girl with heavy tits spilling out of her tiny tank top leaned right into Eric, pressing her body against his side, sniffing along his neck like a bitch in heat while her hand rubbed slowly and greedily over his chest, his fingers slipping under his shirt to tease his skin. Eric didn’t push her away, just stood there detached as ever, but I felt his body tense behind me. They all started yelling suggestions until they landed on erotic truth or dare, laughs and filthy promises flying around as they pulled couches and chairs into a messy circle. The girl next to Eric kept whispering shit in his ear, her hand sliding lower toward his cock while she rubbed her thigh against him. My hea

“Straight to the point. I like that.” “Good,” I said, leaning closer so he could smell my perfume mixed with the scent of my arousal. “Because I’m not in the mood for games. I need someone who can make me cum so hard I forget his name. Think you can handle that?” His hand brushed my knee under the bar, sending sparks straight to my core. “I can do more than handle it, beautiful. What’s your name?” “Mia,” I breathed, parting my legs slightly as his fingers trailed higher up my thigh.

But I never stopped waiting. I stepped closer to his room. The blinds were partially closed, but I could see him,sitting up, awake. My heart nearly stopped. I hadn’t seen him since before the cras h. He looked... different. Paler. Leaner. Bruised. But still devastatingly handsome in that effortless, unreachable way. Then I saw her. Liam’s childhood friend. Clarissa Reed. Blonde. Polished. Elegant. And everything the Grey family would approve of. She was sitting beside his bed, her hand casually resting on his arm like she belonged there. Laughing softly. Smiling too perfectly.