Yandere Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

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A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths. “It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.” Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira. “Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

She found her way down to her room like a souless body where she broke anything she could lay her hands on and scream to her satisfaction. "He never kiss! I ..... *Crash*..... have.....*crash* never seen him kissing anyone! Why her!? Why her?! Because she's busty? I can enhancement too! Why won't he look at me like that?!" Fyre was devastated but was also making up her mind, she quickly pack up a suitcase. "I can't leave them alone. I must make her leave " the evil glints in her eyes were getting deeper than usual. *****

I said. She pouted immediately and folded her arms across her chest. The expression on her face reminded me of a spoiled child who had just been denied what she wanted. "Fine," she huffed. "Since you don't want to tell me, can you ask Varek to come back in? I want to talk about my sexual fantasies." A growl ripped out of me before I could stop it, Ryker growled even louder inside my head. "I love Varek, but if he discusses anything sexual-related with her, I will rip his head off," Ryker said.

I grab my beer and drink all the content in a gulp. “Slow down, Bash.” I hear Xandry’s voice. I shrug my shoulder helplessly. “Go pick up that girl, Xandry. I notice that girl in skimpy red dress keeps staring at you.” I move closer to him while gesturing my head to the blonde woman in a skimpy dress. I know Xandry will not leave this place without a woman in his arms. “You noticed her?” He smirks. I nod, smiling. “I thought she’s into you?”

She whispered with a light sigh. "Have you seen the way Xandros looks at her?" She raised her brow. "That's why he avoids her. Because he knows, he can't stop those emotions. He loved Athena. And now, the moon goddess played a new trick. She made Anna....his mate." Sandra's swollen eyes widened lightly to the best of ther abilities. "No...no..she's..she's not his mate. Anna...is not..." "You don't know that, b*tch. I do. And that's why I'm eager to get her out of here and I'll do anything to make that happen." Maren said.

I could only imagine the many things I could do to her. But if Xander got in the way, maybe it was time to find another Beta. I would kick him out of the territory, and he could take Mindy too if he wanted, just as long as Nadine would be left alone for me to ravish. And I was sure that once she tasted me and the things I could do to her, she would never leave my side. She would be like another Carlotta—a dumpster for my cum. It was surprising that I had more desire for Nadine than my whore fated mate, Catherine. Perhaps it was because Catherine was a Montrell, and the mere mention of her last name left a bitter taste in my mouth.

“I’m sorry I can’t be the man you want me to be.” Vanya tensed. Jerking back, she gripped my cheeks and forced me to look at her. I wasn’t expecting to see her eyes dark with anger. “You listen to me, and you listen good,” she hissed. “The man I want is right here in front of me. I don’t want you to be anyone other than yourself, Obsidian. You don’t need to change anything about yourself, because I fucking love you just the way you are.” She sucked in a breath. “I love that you’re a control freak and a little paranoid. I love the way you dress and the way you walk. I love your long hair and your voice and the way you fuck me.”

Then, she facepalmed. "It felt so real" she breathed, squeezing her eyes shut. She'd had a dream in which Anya has murdered Yuka right after the wedding. She inhaled shakily and leapt out of her bed. She could no longer bear the self restraint. She was going to throw all caution to the wind. She loved Yuka and she wasn't going to let him get destroyed. Without putting on a coat, she slipped on her boots and hurried out of her chamber.