Novel & Cerita Yandere Family X Reader

What fascinated Reed about Yeri was the fact that he could not penetrate her mind. "You're not just a she-wolf, are you?" He scanned her from top to bottom. She clearly was build to fight, her athletic body and agility did not lie. Yeri had an attractive face, a pair of dimples on her cheeks and her black eyes had golden swirls in them. The Han family had asian characteristic, as they descended from the South Korean lycans. They looked distinctively different from the rest of the wolves in Norfolk, who looked more caucasians.

Yaacob suddenly asked him. "I've been working on it for so many years. I've been suffering under the Yale family all for this day," Xander said, sure of himself. "I've asked Wesley's daughter. He only has a little over a month left at most. Then, everything that belongs to the Yale family, including Anna, will be mine." "What do you plan on doing with Anna? She has your child." "I never wanted it. When her father dies, I'll have her abort it," Xander said incredibly coldly.

However, nobody could have anticipated that Rose would become the sole heiress of the Young Group and the only daughter of the Xanth family from the Lerain Group in the blink of an eye. Either of these two identities alone was enough to make anyone envious, let alone when it was one person who possessed both simultaneously. It was infuriating. Yara was both furious and defeated. With Jonathan's protection, it was futile to even think about challenging Rose. Any attempts would only lead to retribution from the Xanth family, the Young family, and perhaps even some members of the Finch family. She was at a complete disadvantage, but even in her frustration, Yara knew she had to remain observant

“I agree.” “Why do I get the feeling that you are on my side instead of your cousin’s here?” “Because you didn’t call me away from a lake day with my friends so that you could dress me up like a prostitute and try to trade me to a random alpha. You can’t expect me to side with Xander after he did that. It doesn’t mean I hate him; he is still my family. But he is definitely not in a great place right now.” “You feel that way and yet you would have slept with the alpha Xander traded you to if I, or he, had been hot enough?”

But they put on the act specifically to let him see—the loving family she came from. On the couch, Xander stood, his movements calm. "I’ll give you time with your family," he said simply, already turning away. Then Tatiana’s voice stopped him. Her words, soft, almost tender. Her hand stretched toward him. "Hun, you promised to lay by my side. Are you leaving because my family came?" her lips widen, and her pale face withered like a baby about to cry, "I'm cold, please hug me." Xander froze, shocked by her tone. For one moment, it shook him. His eyes couldn't blink.

And showed Dean and Shane each of the authors she found and their bios. “I think that one might be her. Um, Kya Karen, she looks the most like Aeden. But I’ve never heard her talk about family besides her best friend and godsons.” Dean said. “Well it says that Kya is estranged from her family, some kind of lawsuit happened between them and that the family said there will never be any kind of reconciliation between them. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t talk about her family.” Karen said. “Don’t you have a picture of Aeden from some field trip the class took?” Shane asked.

Xander lets me catch up with my family while he and the guys relax in the heated pool. When I can’t stiffle my yawns anymore and I yawn at least four times in quick succession, Xander gets out of the pool and says it’s time to call it a night. Even though I am dog tired, I still don’t want to sleep because, I am really enjoying the evening and being with my family, but my mum agrees with Xander and I can see her struggling to keep her eyes open too so I agree. Charles shows everyone to their rooms, while Xander and I head to our room. Our room. I like the way that sounds.

As his lips brushed mine, he slightly parted them for my tongue to slip in. “What the fuck are we doing?” I shouted in my head, trying to get myself out of his grip, but he held me closely. “What do you think you're doing, Xander?!” Hardin shouted. “Get your filthy hands off my wife.” He charged at us, slapping Xander's hands off my waist. Xander chuckled dryly. “What the hell do you mean, your wife? You seem to be a hella drunk baby, brother. She's mine!”

The place where he struck me burns and tingles in a chaotic mayhem. It’s a crop, I think. He’s punishing me with a crop. Holy shit. I didn’t sign up for this. Or did I? Xander has always been transparent about who he is and what his tendencies are. He’s never once said he’d offer me normal or vanilla. With time, I’ve figured out he’s a natural Dom and an unabashed sadist who’s brought out the masochist in me. In a way, I’ve been falling into that rhythm, into his abnormality. I like the freedom that loss of control offers.

“She just sees more clearly than you ever could. And you should be grateful she spoke at all, I was about to break your jaw.” Xander’s fists clenched, but he didn’t move. Not because he didn’t want to, because he knew. He wasn’t stupid. Not really. Just desperate, and I wouldn't blame him. The way our family worked couldn't be measured with a normal person's mind. “I’m not done with you.” He spat, his voice low and bitter, eyes flicking between me and Rhea. “Get in line, there are others who came before you.” Rhea muttered.