Yandere Gojo X Reader Novels & Stories

Gojo’s Infinity technique hummed subtly, cocooning the room in a private bubble, amplifying the electricity that crackled between them. Y/N wasted no time. She slammed Gojo against the door, the force of the impact making him grunt softly. This wasn't a gentle prelude; it was a declaration. Her hands, usually so precise with cursed energy, were now frantic as they clawed at his jacket, desperate to feel the hard muscles beneath.

Herman ordered. Joan, with her wobbling knees, hurried to find a basin of lukewarm water and towels. A minute later, I stopped convulsing. The next thing I knew, I was biting Herman's neck, tearing his flesh. When Kali grabbed me away from Herman, I turned to her and bit her neck too. Sucking and feeding on her, draining her blood... Moments later, Joan arrived carrying a small basin of water and towels. I jumped at her so fast she didn't realize what was happening until I tore the flesh on her neck, where her carotid arteries were.

Instead, he continued to move forward with both his hands on his back. Without waiting for the leading feminine man to speak, Garry had already delivered a kick, and it landed directly on his chest, causing the feminine man to spurt blood. “B*stard! How dare you hit me?!” The feminine man clutched his chest and was constantly struggling. “Do you know who I am? I’m Jiro Akano from Shindan Way! “How dare you touch me? My brother, Taro Akano, won’t let you go!”

Jennet was taken by surprise when her body was scooped off the ground and perched in her husband's arms. "What is happening to you?" she asked when she clung to his neck for support. Her heart beat out of rhythm. At the same while, she felt a suffocating feeling from him. For sure, she knew he was angry. Gomi stepped back slowly as the prickling intensity caused its furs to stand. The unpleasant intensity felt the same as from thousands of years ago when chaos erupted in Fantasy World. "I'll excuse myself for now," Gomi notified and then vanished in thin air.

"Mmf! Oooh~ p– please! Aaahh~" Jun whimpered and sobbed at the sweet torture. He didn't want it to stop, though his words seemed to say otherwise. Namgyu stroked his sensitive cock furiously, tugging and squeezing while abusing the overly sensitive tip. Jun found himself drooling from all the salivating. The pleasure was so much it'd turned into sweet torture and had saliva escaping his parted and plump lips. He looked so lewd and shameless like that, his face red, eyes watery and him drooling because another man was abusing his sensitive cock. It would make the perfect yaoi manga scene if someone could draw them into animé characters at that moment.

Dokyeom picked it up while reading the title, "Hanayori Dango? (Meteor Garden)." The owner of the book turned around. He has small face, slanted eyes and cheerful appearance. "Oh? That's mine," the guy said before getting his book back. Then he faced the cashier to place his order. "That man is reading shoujo comics!" Dokyeom whispered to the two with widened eyes. And the three giggled in secret. The man moved in line and it was the their turn to order. "What is your order sir?" cashier girl asked. "One Affogato," Hoshi said.

(Just a disclaimer. Please don't hate the real person i mention in my novels. Hate the character not the person. Now i am not pointing at anyone but still i won't feel good if i don't guide my readers the right way. Yolanda in reality is Gigi's mom. So please hate the character as much as you want not the actual person. Thank you!) . . With a heavy heart and thousands of regrets Jennie attacked the only love of her life. after bombarding crystals as sharp as blades at Jungkook she jumped high in sky aiming ice balls at him.

“Y-yeah. He has a good personality.” “Oooh, I’m just giggling.” She squealed shaking her shoulders as if this unprecedented conversation was a total treat for her. For me, it’s bizarre. “I’m sorry about that.” She continued She leaned over towards me and then whispered. “I’m a bit of a Fujoshi, you see.” “Fujo—what?” “Fujoshi. It’s a Japanese term for women who loves romantic relationship between men.” “Oh? Oh! I-I didn’t know about that.”

Xiao Yao: If young master Wu wasn't brazen, the accident inside the private room would never have happened. Yu Liang: If he was brazen enough he would have done things the same way, only with an audience. You know this is a Dark BL Romance, if the character isn't a lamb with a Yandere family to protect, he can just be played by the various slag gongs. Or the character is the slag gong itself. There aren't many options in this type of plot. Xiao Yao: (...) The system that a pure and warm-hearted young Fujoshi, she couldn't talk to a person as pragmatic and cruel as Yu Liang. She felt depressed in her heart that the Lord God had sent her as the system of the Dark BLs worlds.

When we landed in Los Angeles, Ryuu gripped my arm firmly, guiding me across the tarmac toward a sleek black car where Gojou Morunaga stood waiting. “Keep your anger in check,” Ryuu murmured, his voice deceptively calm. “I don’t want anyone seeing how much you despise me.” I bit down on the retort bubbling in my throat. As we approached the car, Gojou’s piercing gaze shifted between us, his expression unreadable behind dark sunglasses. “You look happy,” Gojou greeted us dryly, the tension in his jaw betraying the attempt at warmth. “Did you enjoy the honeymoon?”