Yandere Gyaru Novels & Stories

".What is this?" "Truth, Creed," Zara said smoothly, stepping closer, the picture changing to another one — Yuyu, barely sixteen in baggy pants, laughing, with unmistakable boyish features. "Your little Yuyu — your dream girl — is a man. Or did you really not know?" "I—" My head inched towards Yuyu, as if seeing her — him — for the very first time. "Don't believe this," I panted, my face ill. "It can't be. It's not true."

That was what his cum would taste like, too. I would be swallowing his cum. I had heard some of the gyaru girls talk about blowing their boyfriends. They were all sluts, though, who dyed their hair and wore short skirts and too much makeup. My tongue danced around his cock. I stroked the tip, shuddering at how good the salty flavor tasted. My head boobed. I felt so wicked as I suckled on him. I nursed harder, my pussy on fire. This felt so right. Like I was born to suck dick.

Wearing circular glasses, small hair peeking out from his cheeks sitting right beside him, making the boy nodded his head in response. “Yes, and now senpai just has to mail the further department, so they can update this in-game as valentine's day is just a week apart." Kai turns his gaze back at the screen, opening his mail, attracting the 3 files with it. ‘Hello there, Imaa Yamada Kai, the illustrator of the worldwide famous game Sinner of Pleasure. Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’

"Mister Severin. Are you an idiot? Do you think you can get Yuka by giving her lots of money? She only likes your money. Not you. You're going to have nothing if you insist on being together with her. She just thinks of you as her bank!" "Brody!" Yuka was so angry that she clenched her jaw tightly. She slapped Brody in the face and her eyes reddened. "Do you really see me as that type of woman? I'm the hall master of Taurus Hall and I have to make sure the operation of the hall could run smoothly. What else do you expect me to do? It's just a gift. What were you thinking? Nothing has happened between us. Yes, I did borrow money from Free Rebel Gang and some businessmen but I will return the

“Even his unarmed combat’s been off.” “Then he won’t be a combat mage,” Gyra said without inflection. He walked into the arena arms crossed over his chest. A simple white shirt covered his torso and he sported black trousers of a material bearing a strong semblance to leather. The orange light of the arena orbs cast him in a glow so that it seemed they were standing in the afternoon sun. The sand beneath their feet made it seem as though they stood within a desert.

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” Clad on a black dress that was barely covering her legs, but in a regal and elegant way, Yna was greeted with countless applause coming from the women alongside with Tyler. Her hair was braided on the side and a pearl necklace she had never worn before complemented her neck. She was glamorous, and in comparison towards the models she would often seen on runaways. And her visage has been painted with a light make up, her lips covered in gloss and her cheeks in pinkish tint which giving her an illusion of blush. “H—how do I look?” She was nervous.

“I just want to take advantage of this situation because I think it’s the right time to say this. I don’t need you to respond. I just want you to listen. The moment I opened this up to you, everything was serious.” Even if he doesn’t say it, I will still remain my mouth shut. I’m not good at dealing with these things, and I do better by listening about the whole thing. I heard how Zygo let out a deep sigh. “I love you, Gandhara. You are the first woman that made me feel like this.”

alternate versions or doppelgangers of hers? One of them suddenly smiled at me as they approached. "I see you met one of my sisters, Yami." She said, making me frown in confusion. Was she referring to the one who was currently holding a knife to my neck ? The latter slowly retreated the knife before helping me to my feet and dusting my body casually. She was also the exact replica of Iñari, only with a kinda masculine vibe. She had a short haircut and was dressed in all black like a high school goth kid.

Andrea Pendragon is a beautiful girl with a charming personality, age nineteen, a year older than Danial and Seiran. She had short mud blond hair that barely reached her nape. The vibrant emerald eyes had a transparent blue tone in them. Her unique eye color always attracted others. She had pale white skin to the point of being sickly, thick eyelashes, and an upturned nose with freckles adorning her face. Her beauty lies in her genuine and charming smile.