Yandere Script Novels & Stories

Maria extend her arms and I accept it and lowered myself, allowing her to wrap her hand around my neck, and bring me closer to her. “…I am yours, My dearest…fuck me…and mark my wombs…so that It knows…it will forever be yours…AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!..”.(Maria Scheiber) “As you wish…Maria!!..”.

* * * Third Person POV At one place, two royal Lycans were arching their backs as the intensity of their love making had transcended to the greatest of heights of the purest of love, desire and soul connection, while at the same time, two other lovers were writing their fated love story based on initial mistrust and hatred for each other. “Ah !” Bella moaned as Kai buried himself balls deep to the deepest recesses of her core. “Ah !” Amanda gritted out from the pit of her stomach like a true gamma warrior, at the same time, as she used the chains around her wrists to deflect away the multiple arrows whizzing right towards her with accurate precision and awe striking skill.

The other women gasped, their wine glasses trembling as Eryndra whimpered and moaned beneath them, serving like a whore on the floor while they watched. The pouch passed on, heavy with menace now. Veyra, lips curling in a dangerous smirk, drew hers. “Feed yourself to another woman’s man until she begs to join you.” Her laugh was dark, throaty. She stood, dragging Nerida’s man by the collar to the floor, settling astride his face. Nerida’s giggle died instantly as Veyra ground down, moaning loud, mocking, until Nerida’s nails clawed at the table. “Please,” Nerida gasped, eyes wide, mask tilted askew. “Let me—”

'Yes Host 019' system 019 response fell as the male lead voice cut their conversation off without any manner, even though the male lead doesn't know that the little girl in front of him has another 'person' that she could talk into. "Who are you, woman!" Ara tilted her head sideways before pointing at her small upturned nose that was still scrunched up disgustingly because of the toxic smell. "I'm still a girl, Mister. '' As she said this, she pouted her plump lips slightly, acting coquettishly. Xyrelle is only momentarily lost in trance before growling at Ara dangerously. Ara only pouted more at him "Mister, you are not a lion, don't growl at me like that"

Xander half yells. “You fucking better not!” Arya squeals. “It has been a long fucking wait and I am expecting many, many orgasms.” Arya turns to look Xander in the eyes. “Now, fuck me.”

The sound echoed through the apartment like a gunshot. "I am not your 'babe,'" she snarled, stepping into his space. "I am the woman who is currently engaged to a man who dismantles companies for breakfast. If you think your 'crypto-bakery' is a good idea, wait until you see what Sion Wagner does to people who blackmail his fiancée." Danny backed toward the fire escape, his hands raised. "Okay! Okay! You’ve changed, Lilia! You used to be sweet!" "I used to be a doormat," she snapped, pointing the skillet at the open window. "Now, I’m a 'Future Mrs. Wagner.' Get. Out."

One fūcking liplock from her weakened his body systems. Drove him to an edge of insanity he never desired to return from. It only caused him to be forceful with her tainted mouth. So fūcking delicious... so fūcking foul Kashani..let me drink some more... you're so filthy, Kashani, so pure, let me drink more. Oh, Kashani, I know your little secret, Those daddy issues... ____ next chapter will be posted after some time! please vote and comment! thank you for reading. <3

Zayn was at Rina’s first run on set, at one corner of the stage, watching closely as Rina acted a scene for the third time. For some reason, the director had decided to start with the middle of the script, running it up to the beginning, and then down tlo the end. It opened with the scene where Zico and Rina found that they were in love with each other, finally giving their love a chance, much to the hatred of Mandy, who was now the second female lead.

Calix tries multiple times to call out to Amira once more through a mind link, but it only seems to work one time, whatever she does she doesn’t do again. His mind is silent as he awaits the final flow, wondering what she is thinking at this moment if she is crying and fighting to get free, or if she thankfully can’t see the scene unfolding before her.