Yandere Love Novels & Stories

said Virando with his humongous determination, love and affection towards his Sumi Darling. Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Yulia nodded their heads, still a bit stiffly and nervously. They were seen trying to smile as naturally as possible. Actually, Virando and Sumico could sense Mr. Andreas’ as well as Mrs. Yulia’s doubt, nervousness and a little fear, but both of them were deadly sure as the time passed by later on, Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Yulia could understand and could accept Virando’s true form as well as real identity, could understand that even though Virando wasn’t an ordinary man, he did possess his deep, sincere, untouchable as well as unmeasurable love towards his Sumico Darling.

Love is a set of emotions and behaviors characterized by intimacy, passion, and commitment. It involves care, closeness, protectiveness, attraction, affection, and trust. Love can vary in intensity and can change over time. It is associated with a range of positive emotions, including happiness, excitement, life satisfaction, and euphoria, but it can also result in negative emotions such as jealousy and stress.

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

"You want to defy Skender's orders? Have you ever been burned by the Arch?" The man always looked for trouble. Blayze fell back down on the couch, looking frustrated. "All this because of a woman." He muttered. "Don't underestimate the effect of a beautiful woman." The twins, Lazarus and Acheron, as Rayven liked to call them, teleported into his room. Sometimes Rayven wished that all of them were human so he could lock the door. "A woman can with a simple touch, a gentle smile, a soft laughter stir a man's heart." Lazarus preached. "Once you fall under a woman's spell, it is hard to get up again. But you two wouldn't know."

“I do not understand.” "I want to possess her.” Vladya’s eyes darkened. “I want to kill any male who has ever seen her smile, Urekai or human, because I want her to smile for me and only me. To tie her up in my room so she exists for me alone. To bury my cock so deep in her for days on end she becomes useless to society, functioning only for me. I want to bury my fangs in her neck and mark her thoroughly so all she sees, all she hears, and all she knows, is me." "That’s... a bit too much information," Daemonikai winced, scrunching his face.

“I’m not justifying anything. I’m reminding you of what we had. What we could have again if you’d just let yourself feel it. All this anger, this hatred—it’s passion, Kiara. And passion doesn’t just disappear.” Kiara stepped closer to the table, her hands trembling with a mix of rage and disbelief. “You think this is passion?” she hissed. “You think threatening my life, manipulating me, and destroying my trust is some twisted form of love?” He didn’t flinch. “I think it’s proof that I’ll do whatever it takes to be with you.” “You’re disgusting,” she spat. “And you’re stunning,” he countered, his voice low and smooth. “Even now, with fire in your eyes and venom in your voice, you’re the most

“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.”

Feeling a piercing stare on her, she turned her head towards the man who was sneaking occasional glances at her, with concern evident on his face. She pursed her lips, "Don't look at me like that. I'm no going to leave you." She was suddenly reminded of the web novels that Ying Yue liked to read. The Female lead will always abandon her love to protect him from all the dangers lurking around her. She will make herself seem like an evil woman who was never in love with the Male lead and push him away from herself to keep him safe. Mo Yuhan glanced at her in confusion. He was just trying to make sure that she is okay. What is she talking about?

Leaving them breathless. He never experience any sort of erotic dreams before in his life. Only when he met her did he began to have these deep longing perverted desires to be with a woman, but not just any woman. Just her. Sometimes the hearts wondered if it was truly love, or was it just lust that they wanted. For Yang Tian-Xu, he was certain it was love. But, these dreams… Was it just sex that he wanted from her? Because the more he kisses her in his dreams. It became more than just a kiss.

Yes, it’s petty and insecure, but what fantasy land are you living in where people aren’t petty and insecure? You want a cool girlfriend, but you don’t want her to earn more money, be funnier or smarter; and you certainly don’t want her to be the Black fucking Widow. Here, hold my purse while I take care of this... It’s emasculating, even for someone not all that masculated to start with. I skirted around Yuqi all hunched over in a tangle of amorphous tentacles and whimpers. Jenny was back on her feet, sword held out in front of her.