Yandere Prompts Novels & Stories

I could feel danger flags going off in my head as my shoulder grew wet with Eli tears. “If I can’t be your friend, what the point of being alive anymore? Not having you in my life is death itself. Don’t kill me, Aurelia. Don’t.” I could feel cold sweat appearing on my back, as Eli’s cutesy voice grew darker. ‘Okay, I forgot one important thing. He is the yandere love interest. I can’t just be cold towards him. He is literally a wildcard.’

I can see her pleading with her eyes, but I don’t hasten my pace. “Do you want me?” Yana whispers. “Very much, yes.” I lean in and plant an almost chaste kiss on her collarbone. “I’ve wanted you like this for so long. . . .” “Then have me. Take me.” Smiling, Yana takes both of my hands and puts them on her breasts, using the tactic of using my hands to pleasure herself again. She flicks over her nipples, gently tugging and twisting them with my fingers. She moans, closing her eyes and throwing her head back when I start to squeeze and caress on my own.

Kaelen’s first, obsessive as ever, pulling me into a bruising kiss. “Anything you desire,” he growls, lips trailing to my neck. Zane’s already stripping, cock hardening, rogue smirk wide. “Let’s explore every inch.” Ardyn, ever the prince, nods, shedding his shirt to reveal golden muscle. “Name it, and it’s yours.” My fangirl heart screams, my harem, ready to fulfill every dirty fantasy I’ve ever had as a BL-obsessed girl. Let’s go all in. I take charge, voice dripping with need. “Kaelen, eat me out. Zane, my breasts. Ardyn, I want your cock, my hands first.”

“Ah. The girl who’s tied all four of you together. She’s… problematic?” Problematic? That was putting it mildly. “She refuses to submit,” I said, running a hand through my hair. “She doesn’t understand. Doesn’t acknowledge. She’s… volatile, unpredictable, entirely irrational.” Eryndor chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’re describing a female, Kai. That’s… normal.”

“Is smiling at you an invitation to f*ck me? You came to my room in broad daylight and harassed me. I’ve already said no, but you played hardball with me!” Xander’s face flushed red. His childish and handsome face had a flurry of mixed emotions. His breathing became heavy. “You’re just playing hard to get!” Yuliana sneered. “Hmph! Playing hard to get? Take a look in the mirror! Which part of you is worthy enough for me to take a second look at you? Although I’m a divorced woman, I’ve been in the circle for so many years and I’ve never met such a disgusting person like you! My ex-husband has money, and my ex-boyfriend has the looks. What about you? You’re just a tramp that just joined showbiz

Sandy could perceive her own pheromones. "You know," Sandy giggled, the wine making her bold, her voice sounding far away to her own ears. "I’ve actually... I’ve had these thoughts. These wild fantasies. About being handled. Really roughly. By... well, by multiple men. Like a total exhibitionist." She paused, her eyes widening as the words hung in the air. She gave a nervous laugh. "But I’m just kidding, obviously! I don't think I could actually do that. I’m too small. I don't think I could take... well, you know. That much. I’d probably die."

The Badass badboy Zander Brown had fallen more for a stupid, not so appealingly yet appealing girl; rather than a hot chick with a perfect figure that has turned many wolves on. "You are an idiot. Well, I should say a retarted bastard who readily refused to take her on date without even sparing her a thorough glance!" Yeoman announced with exhalation of a deep breath. "You liked such perfect figures. Why would you refuse it now???" He pulled his own hair as Zander was becoming more of a mysterious puzzle with passing days.

Then it hits me, that scent, it’s coming from this woman! She is about 5 foot 2 inches with an appealing tone to her body. Brown sugar colored skin, multi-colored eyes. The mixture of hazel, green and yellow are mesmerizing. She has black hair tied int a bun. Skin dripping sweat, I know she is training on her own which is forbidden. None the less I love she courage and will to learn on her own. “At-least the musky smell of sweat doesn’t affect her natural scent” my Lycan says to me! Looking at her, taking in every motion, noticing the beads of sweat trickle down her forehead to the tip of her nose, from her nose it forms into a droplet of sweat, then collides with the hardwood floor.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

Okay, I am drooling. The guy named Xander is handsome, he looked so friendly and easy-going to approach me this way. Jolo, and Marko also looked good. My brow arched when I looked at the last guy named Yael. Whoa. I think this one is the baddest, handsome and burning hot while torridly kissing the lady who just grabbed him. Feisty and sexy. Exactly my type. Or something else… “So Xander,” I turned to look at him and gave him a praise inside my head for keeping the eye contact intense between us.