Yandere Male Reader Novels & Stories

"Since you’re starting to grow some guts and forgetting that you are just a fucking dog. Let’s see how you handle this, you ugly thing!" ** Hi readers, This story contains raw, unfiltered content, including graphic violence, BDSM and explicit sexual themes. It is strictly for readers aged 18 and over. Not for the faint heart. The male lead’s obsession and possessiveness are dark, intense, and deeply unhealthy. Please read with caution and discretion.

Yona bit her lower lip in excitement, her inner self was yelling in joy. "You did it, lady. This gentleman is ideal for you. He's like a fantasy male lead, and you're his female lead. It's the ideal combination." "Yes," Yona exclaimed, and Fenix heard her. He cast a quick glance at her, and their gazes locked. Her beautiful, cute, and big eyes met his mysterious greyish eyes. Yona's mind began to play the background music. "You are the most handsome, attractive young sexy hottie I have ever seen." "You remind me of a character in my novel; can we please have a kiss?"

On the screen, my male lead is currently pinning a woman against a wall. Of course he is. He always is! Even my characters get more action than me! Who would even believe Alessia Bellandi famous author is a twenty four year old virgin who writes dark erotica romance. With the way my characters and MMC’s are all Dominant, Controlling men who take, fuck and claim as cruelly as their mind works you would think have got some wild experiences under my belt. Because best believe the best part of my works isn’t just the storylines, it’s the sex, the possessive and obsessive traits of my male leads..

"I'm sure you could read on my Kindle." And so he did; he read a few actually as we laid in bed that week. And he grinned, beamed even when he rubbed his cock whilst reading one of the smuttiest books I had. It was a reverse harem, and the scene of which I read more than once was the girl being shared by three men. I read over his arm as I pretended to read the actual book in my hand. I was horny too. "Oh, the things Josh and I could replicate," he groaned as I climbed down the bed to help him with his erection.

My one true pleasure was hate-reading the most gloriously trashy web novel ever written: The Alpha's Obsession. And let me tell you, it was a masterpiece of garbage. The plot was thinner than the plot on a p**n star, the female lead had the personality of a damp sock, and the male lead, Huo Yan, was such a ridiculously overpowered Alpha film god that you could practically smell the author's daddy issues through the screen.

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

He tries to sound indifferent, but her…no…his voice shakes. Without another word, he begins to pull down his pants, acting like doing this means nothing to him. And he would actually pull off his pants…if I didn’t stop him. My hands move on their own and clamp around his wrist. “She…he is clearly a male…”. I can’t make sense of it. I can’t believe that Yukimura Rei is a man…a male omega. Even as he stands before me with a chest like mine, all I can look at is his long, brown hair, and his very green eyes.

Aleandro glared at her. Yuriel smirked mockingly and sneered at him. "Then why, if I make you angry, will you rape me to death?" He smiled bitterly at the end of her sentence. Aleandro was no different from the thugs who would rape her or the pedophile Mr. Smith. Thinking women are the objects of their lust. Aleandro gripped the rim of the tray tightly. He was silent and didn't respond. He was well aware of Yuriel's bad temper. Once Yuriel was unhappy, she would be stubborn until the end. She never confessed her feelings and rejected Aleandro until the end of her life. Make them oscillate in despair, love and hate in a second life.

“Goro-kun…! So deep…ahh! Harder… yes, right there!” Her nails dug into his biceps as her pussy fluttered and clenched around him. The wet, obscene sounds of their fucking filled the room. Fugishigoro leaned down, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while continuing to thrust like a man possessed. He bit down gently, then harder, marking her as his. Inside his mind, the yandere chanted: She will never leave. I’ll fill her every day. Keep her here. Breed her. Own her.

I told her. “So,” she was panting as I was continuing kissing her, “I was reading this one novel,” I groaned and kissed her lips in the hopes of shutting her up about her webnovels, “and in this world, males are the only ones who can shift.” “Sounds like a shit book,” I murmured and continued to kiss down her neck and to her breasts. “It’s,” her breath catched in her throat, “actually quite well done.” “Mmm,” I hummed as I continued to distract her while working my way down.