Yandere Face Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes. Cara glared at her. "You could have said so! And you left me to stress my porr eyes." She said dramatically. Yara turned back to the mirror. For the first time since she sat down, facing the huge circle object that showed an exact image of her, she took into notice the features of her face. Her skin had gotten a bit darker. Her hair still had its shine and long, healthy length. She saw her face had gotten fatter and the more she kept taking note of her features, the more she found herself less attractive.

Zander's heart skipped a beat when he saw Valen smiling at him with a wave of her hand. She got up from the ground and joined Ryley on his side. He kind of stilled in his spot as she kept her gaze fixed on his face. She was beautiful. She was a gorgeous chick with heck of sex appeal. Valen looked amazing in her tight Jeans and crop top that revealed her bare smooth white skin. 'Freak, you can't look at her that way, Zander!' He scoffed at himself. Zander found his wolf snarling inside him ferociously. And Ryley noticed that. It was his varying feelings towards his friend's mate that were making things hard.

"And Aera?" I snapped. "What about her? If she were still alive, the scar you gave her would have become a permanent tattoo by now!" "I don't care!" she screamed. "I don't fucking care. I don't care about that wretched lowlife! She's dead already isn't she? Just do something! Mother, Yua, Toshiro, do something! Give me back my face! My face...my face...my beautiful face...give me back my face.."

” She puts her right ear to her chest. His heart is racing. He is panting as he feels an irresistible euphoria. “Your heart is racing. Does it mean... You are getting horny?” Seta keeps tempting him while rubbing his body. Her hand is going down, and... Varz blows a gale to get Seta away from him. He gets up and unsheathes his sword. His sword! Not that one! “Why you...” Her face is turning into an eerie face. Her face is turning pale white. Her eyes are opened widely with so many incision scars all over her face.

One of her cheeks is reddened and the corner of her lip is split and bleeding. Behind her stands a tomboy. Her hair is rather blond, abundant, although short, and barely concealed under a cap thrown back; her fleshy cheeks and her complexion fair. Her mouth draws a macabre smile and her magnificent blue eyes illuminate her angelic-looking face. She holds a shiny dagger against Kira's bruised neck and I know instantly who she is. Jeanne. As Yoleandra described her in her vision, she mistook her with a boy because the vampiress' dressed like one.

"Oh, did I wish you understood human language?" The wolf's face remained flat. "I'd be crazy to expect a wolf to smile or laugh. Even showing a painful reaction, you probably won't be able to. Forgive me." Jonea is very nervous. 'Wolves only have one face. Killer face!' thought Jonea. The girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After pulling and exhaling several times, Jonea opened her eyes again. She began to bring her hand closer to the metal plate.

Truly cruel! Randu raised her sword, her eyes focused on the face with several scars.. the face she has imagined would give her a sweet home life…giving her warmth and affection, a face that is always present in her hallucinations…is kissing her face with love. Yes…that face, in her thoughts and dreams is the face of a gentle loving person who loves her…but in the real world….that face doesn't know the meaning of love at all, he's never gentle, let alone love her.

Elijah blinked, turning the screen to me. It was still open to the picture of her wearing a red kimono worn in a way that showcased her large breasts, and the way she was sitting, her left leg was exposed up to about mid-thigh. “Yep. That’s Granny Yūri in her prime.” I waggled my eyebrows. “So our Riko gets her sex appeal from her.” he nodded.

Not that he can't run, the area was large, but it was his dumb feet that was stuck to the ground like it was dabbed with glue, and Ian hates himself for being defenseless. Her forefinger was under Iandor’s chin, tilting his head upwards so she could take a better look. She gripped Iandor’s jaw, turning his head side to side slowly as her eyes roam the smaller male's face, observing every facial feature that the pale face held. "Rounded face, soft light brown eyes, plush lips, perfectly arched eyebrows, you are pretty for a human being but.." she tsked. "You're just not good enough for a wolf." she said in a layback tone, making the statement as a-matter-fact even more. "Do you remember Hana?

Although your fake boobs are about the same size as Xi Youmi's, you've stuffed too many unnatural materials there so it doesn't look springy at all. "If you have a chance to be a killer in the future, remember not to impersonate a woman with bigger breasts than yours. But it no longer matters. Because you will never have that chance again." Qin Haodong reached out. As his fingers slid across Thousand-Faced Enchantress's face, a human skin mask was taken off, revealing a hideous face. Beneath the mask, Thousand-Faced Enchantress's real face was covered with freckles and pockmarks. What was more, there was a long scar stretching across her left face, which looked really disgusting.