Yandere Face Novels & Stories

It was a good-looking man somewhere between a teenager and a young man. He had an androgynous face. It fit well with the feminine beauty that was now in fashion. His delicate features seemed to have come out of a painting, except that the man's thin lips were tightly pressed at the moment, and his extremely beautiful black eyes seemed to be tinged with anger. 'Is this man... angry?' Ling Yiran thought. Judging from the direction of his gaze, he seemed to be annoyed by...

demanded Sumico suddenly. “Hah? What, Sumi Darling?” Virando became a little bit confused. “Your body is too big and too high now… I can’t reach your face… I can’t see your face…” “Hah? Are you sure you wanna see, reach and touch my face right now?” asked Virando rather nervously. Sumico nodded her head quickly and steadily. “Aren’t you afraid or perhaps a bit disgusted with my present face, my present body, as well as my current true form right now?” asked Virando nervously again, swallowing his saliva into his seemingly choked gullet.

"Si night cold, someone is coming, you hide first good?" Sure enough, after listening to her words, the expression of a certain great demon was so terrible that he could destroy the world directly. Ye Wan hands in ten, face pleading, "Please, please!" The face of sb is still squirming with wind and clouds. Ye Wan came together and kissed the man on his lips. The girl's eyes are wet, and her voice is delicate and soft. Si Yi Chan's anger is almost instantaneous to go out clean, but the face is still a million miles icy expression.

Her pretty face was expressionless, like a dark queen. A terrifying aura continued to spread throughout the space. However, in the face of the other party's aura, Zephyr Khan did not show any sign of fear. A pair of scarlet eyes that carried boundless brilliance stared into each other's beautiful eyes. Sensing the determination in Zephyr Khan's eyes, Yan Ruyou's delicate body could not help but tremble slightly. She knew that as long as she used a little strength in her palm, it would be enough to completely take away the vitality of Zephyr Khan in an instant.

I fished it out with my fingers, fingering the texture of the paper used in printing the picture. I saw her face again. I got to see this face over and over again for the past ten years. This exact face. I smiled at the picture, savoring the moment of it. Yolian’s auburn hair was falling in a wavy style, her hair bringing to light the pink freckles splattered on her face. Her blue eyes were like that of the ocean—pacifying yet turbulent at the same time. Her teeth were perfect and arrayed in a polished manner. I always made fun of her crooked nose, but that was what made Yolian, Yolian. That was what made me fall deeply for her, and that was what made me lose her.

Tears streamed out of her eyes and fell on the photo, reflecting the clean face of the girl in the middle more clearly. Yaoi was even more scared, and his legs kept retreating. Lavie Sue smiled happily. It seems that the photo is useful: "Little Yaoi, the girl in the middle of the photo, you are very familiar." Yaoi's chin trembled so much that she wanted to be held by a man. She had to close her eyes if she wanted to see it, but her tears kept coming out. "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!"

The face was processed, but it looked creepy. The appearance was distorted, but even in this state it was clear that the girl was good. The eyes are large, the chin is chiseled, the lips are childishly plump. The hair is dark and long, so the dark eyebrows and eyelashes added depth to the eyes of the color of the summer sky and emphasized the cute appearance. Fragile fairy. Sweetie, probably. But she's not real! And how should she be? She sat, looked at herself and completely could not believe that this young girl was now her, Yana.

This will never work. Now, when he was planning to tell Nobunaga to send her to his room to have sex even if she had to ride him, her leg didn't give him much movement, when his head turned to me, and the words died , seeing her red lips. There are the same features that I saw in this video , but her face has lost that childish appearance with round cheeks. Her doll-like appearance, her beautiful teenage girl appearance, an incredibly beautiful woman is standing there, watching me with something that looks very much like anger .

He nodded, removing his hood and allowing me full access to his face. He's such a man that other girls would roll their asses off just to get into his pants. If I happen to be that most girls, I will definitely drool over him. He has pale white skin, jet black shaggy hair that falls directly above his eyelids, and narrow round eyes. Define straight nose, heart-shaped lips, and arrogant yet feminine cheekbone, which would make him a pretty boy yet handsome in a masculine way. I couldn't see his face when we first met because he was wearing a mask and I could tell he was a year older than me.

Even as she shouted, there was laughter hidden in the arch of her brow and the tilt of her chin, a silent taunt that cut deeper than the order itself. Amanda who was looking directly at her could see her expression. It was very funny but this was the exact way she had pictured her face. She pictured her as beautiful. Her beauty was undeniable striking cheekbones, lips painted with a perfect, enticing curve, and eyes that could hold a man captive with a single glance. Yet beneath that allure, there lingered something chilling. Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed with a sharp, cruel delight, like a predator savoring the chase.