Yandere Ocs Novels & Stories

If I’m not careful, I’m about to lose my Executive Assistant and council representative for Omegas. [“Do you know what a Toniar is?”] I ask Colin and Anders through our link. They both give me a subtle shake of their head. [“Find out, Sandy just said she’s special and called her a Toniar.”] Meanwhile Wills has walked straight over to Georgia who is throwing out pheromones likes she’s in heat. It makes my nose itch as the clove, orange and musk scent hits me. Wills holds out her hand to Georgia with a friendly smile that I see Georgia respond to with interest. “Hi I’m Willow.”

"And yours?" "I like women who can strangle me and string me against the Sun." Owl replied. "I like dominant women." "We almost have the same tastes then," Chaol reckoned. "That darn masochist." Yvonne seethed in a low tone. Lana and Asty immediately placed a hand on her thighs, telling her to control herself. "D-Don't mind." Asty told her. They saw how Yvonne rolled her eyes away from the male and focus on her platter. She pouted. "So filthy."

' 'The woman that is custom preparing your doom, sweetheart! ' Your future nightmare, my love...' " Yara Coast?"

“You are from the Aurora clan right?” The young outsized girl didn’t answer though continued sobbing. Oh? I see I heard some people talking about some beautiful ogress crying under this tree every sun set all because the children around refuse to play with her and feared her due to her height and weight difference. Young Randall scratched his chin with one finger as he thought. Guess she probably fit the descriptions aside from her being a ogress. “Alright. Sorry for calling you a woman, girl.” Young Randall smirked, “be of good cheers, don’t be girly when you’re highly fairly.” He awkwardly rhymes.

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And by the looks of things, it won't be much longer. The omega sinks into the Farlander's throat again, its throat bulging with its girth. He smooths his hands over her short hair and purrs in satisfaction. "By the source, Orchid, you look so sexy like that." So, her name is Orchid. It's an ugly outsider name. The omega moans around the thick meat that fills her mouth. "That's right, take it," the Farlander purrs. “Take my seed. Swallow it all, omega. ”

Rachel muttered. "You are not giving off any emotion and that seems to look like a personal choice," Rachel observed. "What do you want me to show you?!" "Pain," "Disappointment," "Agony," "Helpless," "Loneliness," "Because you won't see shit Araceli," Yandel spat, turning away. "You won't see me crying on a monday," Yandel muttered with his voice breaking at the end, she had already heard weakness in his voice, she had won. "Yandel…"

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My Lycan mate, I am just an omega 1 My name is Yolanda Edwards, and I hail from the fierce moon pack as the youngest daughter of our omega. In the world of werewolves, omegas are seen as the weakest link, often subjected to scorn and derision for being deemed useless. It's a common refrain: "They should just go live among the humans since they have no value." As I said, I am Yolanda Edwards, a girl who has yet to awaken her wolf, navigating life in a community that looks down on me not only for my omega lineage but also for being wolf-less at 19. I am a constant target of ridicule within this pack.