روايات وقصص ضمن Yandere Expressions

There was another reason hidden beneath everything she had told us, and the longer I studied her expression, the stronger that feeling became. I had spent years observing people before speaking. Being raised inside the palace had taught me that words could be rehearsed, tears could be forced, and smiles could be manufactured, but the eyes rarely lied. Nyra's eyes carried genuine sadness whenever Lena's name was mentioned, yet every time her gaze shifted toward Sera, another emotion surfaced briefly before disappearing again. It was subtle enough that nobody else seemed to notice, but I did.

she sighed The other is prideful, while the other has a princess syndrome. Then what is she?.... expressionless... "Am sure, she wanted me to see her ugly face, the first day I return back to country B, how impatiently pathetic" Andrea stated. "......"

Yolanda's expression faltered slightly, the disappointment evident in her soft gaze as she replied, “Okay.” She turned her attention to the vehicle nearby, her eyes locking onto Reina’s, a feigned gentle smile on her lips—a flicker of something sinister flashing her eyes in the silent acknowledgment—before she turned away, her silhouette retreating into the night.

He’s watching me with a spark of amusement in his eyes. This man has issues. His mood changes so suddenly that I don’t know what to make of it. ‘He wants to fuck us,’ Shayara says happily. ‘No thanks.’ ‘We will become virgin again if you keep saying no,’ she grumbles. Become a virgin again? Goddess, she’s made for this Dragon Dog in front of me! Both are- “Why does your face make such weird expressions? Can you not think anything without your expression giving it away?” he asks, poking my head, his cold glare boring into me.

Xavy also nodded and smile like he agreed at what his father said, "Yup. Papa is right, it's delicious specially that it was made with love." Xyenth can't help but to smile at their compliments,"Oh... how sweet. I guess like father, like son. Both of you really have this sweet tongue like you can sugarcoat your words which can make someone soft especially someone like me." "How about you Mama, do you know how to sugarcoat your words like us? I wanted to see how you can sugarcoat us with your words."Xavy asked while looking at her but he's still eating. "I don't know how to sugarcoat my words. I'm also like your Sis Heira who's also a typical tsundere so sometimes I'm having a hard time expre

“Miss Yonda… this..I swear I didn’t mean...” Yonda didn’t scream. She didn’t look angry. Instead, her expression shifted from shock to something softer, almost amused. She stepped inside the small apartment and closed the door behind her with a quiet click, leaning against it casually. A slow, knowing smile curved her full lips as she looked from me to Jonathan and back again, taking in every detail of our disheveled, naked state.

Naara growls loudly with two tightly clenched palms. "Where did the contents of your head go, huh?!" says Naara, upset. Aderaldo throws the underwear on the sofa and walks towards Naara, standing up. The man's eyes stare straight at the woman in front of him with a crooked smile on his face. His expression looks so sexy and charming in a split second, which makes Naara's heart beat fast. The girl's bloodstream seems to gather on her face. The heat even spreads throughout her body. Aderaldo's gaze seems to burn both herself and her desire.

It thumped, and thumped loudly, almost breaking her cage and eardrums. Her mind fell into chaos that she even went mute. She tried opening her mouth to speak but she was just plain speechless with his declaration. Since she can’t use words, her hands gripped tightly on his shirt, creating crinkles on it. But all the chaos and distortion in her mind calmed when she saw the expression in his face. It was like a slap on her face. Like a strong wave of ocean trying to wake her up before she drowns. His expression made her grit her teeth and clenched his shirt tighter. Her glares are as sharp as obsidian knife blades. Tyler can feel it digging in his whole existence. He can feel her murderous gla

"Are you okay?" Using my middle finger, I tucked my hair behind my ear. "Yeah, sure, why not." She pursed her lips but remained silent. I turned my face to the window, defeatedly resting my forehead on it. I stared at my reflection, my eyes were a burning teal. Yet another abnormality. Sometimes werewolves expressed strong emotions through their eyes. When they felt anger, anxiety, or lust, their eyes shone a fervid yellow. Mine shone teal. I stared at my palms, what the hell was I?

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen you angry yet. I mean, irritated, yes, but angry? When will I see it?" Her face contorted when Xanthe flicked the tip of his nose. "You wouldn't want to see that," she said seriously. And now he's curious to see it. He wants to see every expression on her face that she can make. From happy, sad to angry. He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist again and moved to lay her down on the bed. Xanthe let out a small gasp for moving her so suddenly, then she smiled when his lips claimed hers.