Yandere Face Novels & Stories

“Yorrick, you’ve misunderstood me.” Mandy seemed to have seen someone, and a hint of smugness flashed across her eyes. She then raised her hand and waved. “Sherrie.” Yorrick turned his head and looked over. And when he saw the woman’s face, which gradually became clearer as she walked past a street light while approaching them, he froze in place and loosened his arm that was embracing Xyla’s waist. “Sharon...” Xyla turned to look at him and then glanced at the woman whose facial features looked extremely delicate and beautiful. Her facial features seem to have been artificially shaped as they were too good to be real, and they made her appearance look highly aggressive.

I sighed lightly, taking a few steps closer to her. “Everyone knows what's up my darling,” I swiftly added. “And what could that be Nyra, you seem so certain, I would like to hear your thoughts,” She folded her hands into her chest as she spoke, striking some kind of bold and not fucking intimidated look. “Of course you gonna hear it,” I saw a strand of hair dangling on her face as she breathed in and out, and I moved my hands slowly to take it off. She ducked backwards once my hands got closer to her face, certainly wondering what an enemy wanted with her face.

She wouldn’t know where to begin explaining if ever Big Sis Xuan’er was to question her. “What do you think of Yama-boy?” Yin spoke casually, although she knew that the man would not be able to hear her. “I particularly chose this special memory to show you, yanno? ” “A lot of ordinary souls are scared of the mere appearance of his subordinates, what more his. Typically, those unfortunate souls who need his personal judgment dig their eyes out the moment they lay eyes on him. Aren’t they pretty rude? Yama-boy might look bad, but they shouldn’t have reacted that intensely. I guess they were just surprised by his appearance, since it’s the first time they encountered Death face to face.

One held surprise that immediately turned to satisfaction, even desire, another pair stared blankly as the wheels turned in their heads, and the other was just pleased. Zayne's face, on the other hand, was set in a mask of indifference. The space between his eyebrows was formed in a distinctive frown as he casually glanced at the trio. His eyes did linger a second longer on the youngest of the trio. However, he gave nothing away. His frown and indifference were set in concrete. She was a beautiful blonde with long flowing hair and blue eyes, the cliche blonde type look that many strive to achieve, she has mastered. Rose pink lips, a small button nose, and a diamond-shaped face.

" She started to sob, pushing Aleandro's stomach away. Aleandro blinked at his face and didn't pull his manhood away from Yuriel's body. The moonlight shone on the woman's face below him through the window pane. Her delicate and beautiful face is very similar to Yunifer's. But why? She's still a virgin! Who she really is?! The question kept circling in his mind. However, his narrow burrow gripped him so tightly, eroding almost half his sanity. "Stop...! Please..." Yuriel sobbed. Her eyes watered with dew.