Yandere Sim Characters Rivals Novels & Stories

“Never." Suddenly, a burning sensation flared across Ryan's chest and he fell to his knees, clutching his shirt. His partner Sally is hurting. Somewhere inside her own body, she was suffering as she fought this female demon. A triumphant smile spread across her lips before she kicked Ryan's jaw with her right foot. The man fell to the ground, blood splashing all over the ground. Before she had a chance to climb on top of him and knock him down, a male warrior, Simon, rushed at her.

She grabbed my chin so hard it felt like she wanted to crush the bone beneath her fingers. “William! Do you have no shame at all? How dare you crawl into another woman’s bed and cheat on me? Are you that desperate for women?” Looking at her furious expression, I only found it absurd. Ignoring the pain shooting through my jaw, I sneered, “You’re the shameless one, Juniper Green. Weren’t you hopelessly in love with Sean in our previous life? Didn’t you hate me for standing between the two of you? Weren’t you the one who personally signed off on the agreement to donate my bone marrow and sent me to my death? So now that I’ve willingly stepped aside and fulfilled your dream of being together, wh

And now the Moon Goddess, in her twisted sense of humor, had decided to shove him straight into my life. Not just my pack. My family. I clenched my fists. I knew I had better things to take care of after campus, so these stupid rivalries due to a game were soon going to be over, and I could focus on more important stuff. He'd called me a loser several times during games, calling himself better, I didn't really want to engage with him that much because I knew what I was capable of, eight months and I’d be done with campus. Done with this childish rivalry, my wolf growled the truth I didn’t want to face.

“You’ll be surprised when you see her. We don’t look similar at all.” “Really?” Devyn asked with wide eyes. I couldn’t concentrate on their conversation because my mate’s scent was becoming stronger and stronger. “Speak of the devil,” River said and raised his head up. “Guys, meet my sister— Hera.”

Solin replied: “Then I won’t play.” And walked out of the simulation. Charlotte was waiting. “You refused the test.” Solin looked her in the eye. “No,” he said. “I refused the frame.” She nodded. And smiled. Last was Riven. Their simulation was unlike the others. There was no battlefield. No corridor. No choice between lives. Just a mirror. And standing on the other side: Charlotte. But not the real Charlotte. A version corrupted — eyes burning with ambition, hands soaked in mimic ichor, voice devoid of empathy.

"If I didn't blame you, they would have looked at me more closely. I needed a distraction. Now, look at your phone." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out with my free hand. It was a message from an unknown number. It was a video. I pressed play. The video was grainy, but clear enough. It showed a person in a dark cloak walking through the library tunnels. They were holding the Founder’s Ring. But that wasn't the scary part. The person stopped and looked directly at the camera. It was Victoria Hale. The Headmaster’s daughter. The girl who ruled the school’s social life with an iron fist.

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.

And if you didn't allow them to, you'd become their enemy. Such a truth made Simon so mad that he couldn't find the words. Victoria's damage was far greater than any of his love rivals. Simon had his own means to deal with his love rivals. But if he did anything to this person in front of him, he would surely become the common enemy of his household. If Tilly was described as a callow young woman, then Victoria was surely a cunning and crafty sly fox. He asked, "When did you come back?" Victoria laughed out loud as she replied, "Didn't you know about it?"

Cameron reacted instantly, stepping forward to intercept him, and for a second it was like watching two mirrors collide. Same movements. Same precision. Same speed. They clashed. Not wildly. Not chaotically. But perfectly. Every move matched. Every strike anticipated. It was like they were reading each other’s minds. Wilson stared in horror. “I do not like this,” he said. “This looks like a boss fight.” Irene grabbed his arm. “Move,” she said, pulling him back as the fight pushed closer to us. I couldn’t take my eyes off Cameron. Because he was different now.

I smirked, and she giggled, shaking her head at my antics. “Okay, here are the recommendations she’s been getting to know for a little over a week now,” Lara mumbled, standing from her seat to walk over to the printer. She picked up the printed images and information, then placed them all in front of me. I gathered them up, going through them one at a time. “Does she have specific traits or personalities she’s looking for?” I mumbled, my eyes glued to the candidates as I noticed a pattern. All the candidates were blond men, and most of them were high-ranking warriors or betas of different packs.