Yandere Sim Characters Rivals Novels & Stories

Adam admitted reluctantly, walking to the minibar and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Ryan whistled low, shaking his head. “Complicated? That’s new. You’re usually the one keeping things simple. So, what’s the plan? Are you gonna pursue her or….?” “There’s no plan,” Adam cut him off, his voice firm. “She’s Mateo’s sister and Emilio’s granddaughter. We have a business rivalry that goes back decades.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t seem to stop you from looking at her like she’s the only woman in the room.”

But why was she telling "Oh, roommates?" Seraphina laughed. "Sweetheart, he's bought you. You're a pet. You'd better know that he's always thinking of ways in which he can use you for his pleasure. But, sweetheart, I would advise you. You better not count on sleeping with him.” "I'm not…" she interrupted me before I was able to finish. “That's what you're to him. A sex toy. Keep that in mind, little whore.” Her words grated against me.

"This is Simon, my Beta." Simon flashed a small smile; I returned it. Then Jaxon gestured to the woman beside him—black hair, confident posture, eyes sharp enough to cut. "And this is Natasha. Simon's mate—and my Gamma." What the hell? "Wait—hold on." I blinked. "You have a female Gamma?" Natasha chuckled, a low, smooth sound. "Pretty surprising, isn't it, ma'am?" "Oh, please don't call me ma'am," I blurted quickly. "Aurora is fine."

He lunged toward her fast and lethal. Their claws collided. A sharp pulse of dark magic split the air. Lyla’s breath hitched. The rival’s claws slid toward her chest fast. Lyla’s body twisted beneath the strike. Her claws sank into his side. The rival’s breath sharpened. His amber gaze burned beneath the thin stretch of light. "You’re strong," the rival said softly. Lyla’s silver gaze burned. "You have no idea." The rival’s claws flashed toward her throat. Lyla’s body twisted beneath the strike. Her claws tore through his ribs.

"So what if she is female, she proved herself and she is one of the best fighter of R agency. She is Class A fighter while Ashton was class B, Simon... She is Highly skilled, even you can't win against her." Simon's eyes widened at the word class A, he fought with Ashton many times while tranning and never won, if he can't win against the class B then it was impossible for him to win against the class A. "But we can't trust her, what if she betrays us..." Damian clenched his jaw at his words, and pinned him with his angry glare. "You don't fucking tell me what should I do and what not, or you want me to remind you who is the boss here..."

“That’s… Andrian’s seat.” I turned my head, my gaze locking onto a girl, one of the Elite daughters. I recognized her immediately. I even knew her name. But that didn’t matter. She had pimples scattered across her face, small imperfections on someone who thought she was perfect. I tilted my head, pretending to examine her. “And yet, with all that wealth, you still haven’t found a solution for those scattered molds on your face?.” Her cheeks burned red as she shrank in her seat.

“I’ll be on my way.” Verya nodded, laying back against her bag. She was sleepy, but she couldn’t sleep n— “Hey Verya! That’s my f*cking spot!” Not Simon again, what the f*ck was wrong with this idiot? Verya peeked up at him, sighing out in frustration. “Could you have not just pretended you didn’t see me, Simon? A big, bad, male alpha bullying a damsel in distress, don’t you think you’re making yourself look bad?”

- Yuri managed to keep his contempt from his voice in the same gentle tone. This man was a bully, but like all bullies, they were weak, timidly, and cowardly inside. He had a hard time accepting that someone as naturally intelligent as Kathryn Ice couldn't see that for herself. Simon wanted to argue the point, but his cowardice got the better of him at hearing the note of warning in Yuri's tone. It finally dawned on him that, boy or not, Yuri was the typical alpha Greek male. Since the boy considered himself responsible for the Rewis heiress, challenging his authority would be the quickest way to failure. For now, Simon decided, it would be best a strategic retreat.

“You have a lot to think about, Lia so I’m not mad at you or anything.” Simone was seriously the best friend anyone could ever have. How did I get so lucky with her? I smiled weakly, linking my arm to hers. “Thanks for saying that, Simone. I just wish I could snap my fingers and everything would be all right.” “You need to just take your time with this. There are going to be five people in this mating group. Five personalities butting heads so it’s going to be a lot.” I paled. “But they are friends and haven’t fought with each other.”

Simon had told her once that if she were his woman, she would never need another man and she knew that he was saying nothing but the whole damn truth. If she were to allow herself to fall in love with him, no other man would stand a chance against him. Simon was everything in one. He is caring, understanding, selfless, kind, smart, sexually appealing and much more. She tried comparing him to Stefan and suddenly developed a sharp headache. The comparison was not something she could do with ease, because the two men are in contrast to each other. So, she can't compare a man like Simon to Stefan. Maybe Franklin will be a better option.