Yandere Shows Novels & Stories

In the midst of that, my sharp eyes catch someone who is playing no part in the display of colours, she is wearing odd shade of white, odd fashion and a veil is around her neck, hiding the mark that I put on her. Yeri. But what is she doing? Amidst the lively laughter and delighted exclamations of my harem, Yeri’s expression is stern and unyielding as she confronts Yolanda who clutches a glittering treasure. Yeri’s dark eyes, usually soft is blazing with a fiery determination. Her posture is rigid, every muscle tenses as she speaks to Yolanda. Her brows are furrowed, her lips pressed into a thin, resolute line. I can almost feel the silent storm of emotions raging within her: a blend of ange

There was no window and the deep-orange brick walls were painted with grotesque images that included people writhing in flames, people being tortured to insanity, and, most of all, the reaper with his scythe hanging right on his shoulder, his eyes hidden on his hood, though it felt so much like he’s really staring at her as though he’s not merely a lifeless painting. “What’s your say about this, Miss Yara?” Perry’s voice brought Hera back to reality, just in time to see the woman who seemed detached to everything earlier jumping on the soles of her feet, looking startled. “Oh, so Yara deserved honorary, too, huh!” “Okay, fine!’ she snapped, crackling her fingers. “Yara then if it’ll stop you

“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.”

Because their talents weren't normal and a system might not know how to grade them. He wondered what Player 07, aka K Whatever's self-ability is. As the current confusion and excitement going on at the system bubble, K Whatever found something unintentionally. On the right wall, she felt something and tried to push it. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE ~

Have you forgotten that its fine for husband and wife to sleep together? Ning Yuya wiped her tears and sneered , a malevolent expression on her face . If only Si Ye Han could see her like this - he will realize that his precious little naive and fresh lover wasn't as naive as he thought .

Every woman around us instantly voiced out their agreement. "Mr. Enders is such a charmer! It's no wonder the ladies love you so much." "You're what we call a real man! Unlike someone selfish who thinks he's so great!" "Some men are fakers. They pretend to push women away, yet lust after them secretly, but not Mr. Enders." I did nothing since I arrived, but every woman rolled their eyes at me, especially my girlfriend, Yvette, who looked at me like I was a failure.

“What’s your type then? Get to know me better, I assure you I can change your mind.” “Seriously, Hen?” Yuno shakes his head. Yeah, I agree. Not a good idea. Not going to happen. No way I’d let my friend get tied up with him. Plus, she’d never have any of that. She can read people like Hendrix a mile away. And yeah, he’s very attractive, but she doesn’t let anyone run game on her. Then why is she looking at him like that? She opens her mouth to speak, and I watch in shock as her anger slowly disappears. What the hell? She couldn’t be falling for it, right? Maybe I’m just being a hater, but I don’t like this.

There's going to be a pleasant surprise that'll put Helena in an even tighter spot. On top of that, Yori is eager to reveal Helena's identity. Despite her seemingly innocent and simple demeanor, he believes she is not what she appears to be. Yori sees Helena as a cunning woman. She's good at positioning herself and using others to achieve her goals. When she thought about the photo of her lover chatting away with Helena, even though it was just a photo, Yori felt a rush of jealousy.

alternate versions or doppelgangers of hers? One of them suddenly smiled at me as they approached. "I see you met one of my sisters, Yami." She said, making me frown in confusion. Was she referring to the one who was currently holding a knife to my neck ? The latter slowly retreated the knife before helping me to my feet and dusting my body casually. She was also the exact replica of Iñari, only with a kinda masculine vibe. She had a short haircut and was dressed in all black like a high school goth kid.

he defended. “Mayu was a dear friend. We were close. I suppose you could say I was her Cassidy.” I chuckled and shook my head. “Wouldn’t you mean she’s your Cassidy?” Darius asked. Elijah scoffed. “Yeah, no. Think about the personalities. Mayu is this shy girl who, in private with people she trusts and is attracted to, becomes more open and kinky. And then Yūri is outspoken, violent, and very open about her sexuality.” Elijah shook his head.