روايات وقصص ضمن Yandere Platonic

Lana tried her best to dismiss Xander as nonchalantly as she could but her reddening cheeks betrayed her feeling. Dressed up in a pale hospital gown with her endearing expression Lana looked both pitiful and charming making Xander's body throb with something he never felt. Xander gulped trying to force this feeling out of his body; he had a woman he loved no matter what how enchanting Lana was he wasn't in love with her, even if she was his wife he could never do something like use and throw. Lana was a person, not a doll; but then again when Xander was forcing away his impure thoughts he realised that he never had this urge with Ella. Its platonic pure love his mind chided

“As for me she has to maintain the tradition. I don’t think it’s love, maybe it’s just a crush. And Edmond is her mate,and all mates are meant to be together. “Not all mates are meant to be together, Brandon. Some people found platonic mates which are different. There are people who weren’t able to live with their mates and found other love interests.” He said to me, I don’t know why I wasn’t able to accept her going with a vampire. Calyxte was cool, quite alright,but he’s a vampire.I didn’t hate vampires too much but to me a vampire and a werewolf was not making any sense. But love is something that can’t be explained though,maybe she was actually in love with him but vampires were also ver

He was so tall, so broad, and she couldn't stop herself from inhaling his scent. Yes, he'd insulted her. But she was still a woman—she could look and not touch, right? "Oh, I forgot one thing." She tipped her chin up. "This is completely platonic. No kissing, no touching, no sex, nothing. You're my boyfriend in name only." If she weren't imagining things, she would've thought his eyes gleamed. He gave her a slow perusal that set her body aflame. "If that's what you want," was his only reply.

And, as much as they had very different opinions about being nice to people, it seemed that even their differences complemented each other in a positive way. How could Andy think he hadn't opened up to Rose? Did she not have eyes? It wasn't because he hadn't said his mouth to explain it all in words that Rose had no idea how much she meant to him, right? Of course, in a totally platonic sense, because he certainly wasn't in love. The fact that her presence is one of the few things to ease his mind and make him relax meant nothing. Just like the urge he regularly felt to end his shift early just to meet with her was just a detail, even though it had never happened to him before. Besides, what

Kitanna asked him and he cleared his throat awkwardly. Almira may have been a little flirty with him but that didn't necessarily mean she had interest in him. Would anyone in their right senses choose him over Xander? "I don't think so. The princess has no interest in me. Her actions towards me are purely platonic," Dante replied. "You're only saying that because you are naive. I've known Almira all my life. She has never fancied anyone or treated them half as nice as she treats you," Kitanna insisted.

“Because I have a male best friend too and everyone just thinks it's weird. Why does it just seem unbelievable to people that a man and a woman are platonic friends.” “Oh,” I mouthed, realizing I would be a hypocrite by acknowledging her claim. I mean, my relationship with Liam could be classified as platonic so far, but technically it wasn't because I have a crush on him, I strongly desire to be more than just friends. Lizzie suddenly sat up straighter. “WAIT.” she yelled. Both Maria and I looked at her. What now? “So doesn't that mean you’re trying to win a night with your best friend’s brother?” She burst into laughter. “Well this just got weird.”

“Just so you know… I’m engaged.” He chuckled. “I noticed. I’m not that kind of man.” “Uh-huh,” she said, tilting her head. “So what kind of friends are you looking for? Because I’m not the side-woman type.” He nearly choked on his drink. “No, no—nothing like that. Just platonic. Conversation. Wine. Maybe mild existential crisis.” She relaxed into the chair, sipping again. “Well. I do enjoy a good existential spiral.” Dinner flowed easily after that.

“He’s not my boyfriend. Just a friend.” “But you do admit it’s a guy,” she sneered at me. “Interesting.” “It’s completely platonic I promise!” I raised my voice, holding back laughter. “He’s just a really good texter and it’s like I had no idea all these while. That’s all. It’s just really fun to talk to him.”

She went small in my arms, her whole body sagging. I held her through the tremors. I wasn't a man who knew how to comfort, but I knew how to hold territory. And right now, she was territory that mattered. "Stop!" she snapped, as she shoved against my shoulders again, "Stay away from me! How many times do I have to say it? I don’t need you to care about me!" I leaned in, my shadow covering her completely, and spoke one word into the space between us. "Platonic."

"I only said yes because I was tired of turning him down all the time," "At least he's slowly making his way into your heart," She said with a teasing smile. I shook my head in disagreement. "I don't think so. I feel nothing but platonic love for him." "It's about time you move on, She said seriously. "This has nothing to do with Xander, I promise." "Hmmm," she hummed with a slight shrug. It sounded like she did not believe me but I could not care less at this point. Xander was in the past and that was that.