Yandere Sim Delinquents Novels & Stories

The slick was potent enough to drive them all insane with rut. "I don't see what the fuss is about, Sy. We can all share her. One Alpha is never enough when in heat anyway," Connor suggested, and immediately received a punch in the face. His twin brother grasped Simon in a headlock, but he also got a fist to his chin. The next blow sent Callum sprawling while Simon growled at Connor and Kane, his roar more thunderous than the mighty waterfall. "She's my mate. Come any closer and I'm ready for your blood!" Simon leveled them with a stern glare, ripping his shirt while partially shifting to fight them.

She didn’t respond. Didn’t need to. I could feel her submission, like a thread tying her to me, unbreakable, absolute. The shadows around us howled in triumph. And the ceremony was complete. 3 LENA I was drowning. The mirror realm twisted around me, suffocating, pressing down like hands squeezing the last breath from my lungs. My reflection flickered—sometimes me, sometimes something else. Someone else. The Lena Cassian created. She smiled at me from the glass, tilting her head like a predator.

"Everyone does. His parents own most of the world or something." Darin's reptile eyes flickered to Simon and back to me, a calculation in them making me want to allow my demon to finish what she started. He was attractive with his trendy haircut and model's body, but his soul was black under those ruined shields and the very taste of his magic stirred feelings of violence in me. "And you must be Sydlynn Hayle." He nodded his head ever so slightly, meant it as an insult, I was sure of it, but I nodded back, using Mom's most queenly poise. "Delighted, I'm sure." This was all kinds of fun. Especially since the two witches with Darin wouldn't meet my eyes and seemed afraid. Well, that wasn't so

Xia Gladyce pouted and whispered, "I'm not thinking for you. I'm thinking for myself. If you really like men and don't like women, I'll give up." Simon couldn't stand it anymore. She quickened her pace and walked forward. Xia Gladyce pursed her lips and shouted with a smile, "Mr. Xia, I lied to you. Even if you like men, I will make you straight! Haha... you are mine!" Simon couldn't help but smile. "How can this girl be so confident?" — In the dormitory, Simon was checking Laria's answer. Although he had already seen the answer. The answers to his own set of questions were naturally clear. However, most of the time, the answers could not represent everything.

I scream as his hands pull me up from the floor in a swift motion. “Simon,” Beta warns, his gaze shifting from Camilla to me. “Let her go, she doesn't want to.” “Ugh!” Alpha Hayden whines, his head falling back in dramatic distress. “You favor these little whores too much, if you give them freedom they walk all over you just like that little slut of yours.” I gulp, my throat raw and arm painful from where Simon, as I've learned his name is clasping me. I have no doubt under different circumstances, I would beat the shit out of this asshole but with all the drugs riding in my veins, I don't stand a chance with him.

He looked at Andrius and taunted him, “You killed Scarface and King Kong. How can I not be prepared for you? “Now that you know they are from the Grim Reaper Mercenaries, are you afraid? Too late! I thought you were strong! I want to see how strong you really are!” His violent emotions twisted his expression as he shouted, “Kill him! Tear him apart! “Break his limbs! I want to see him crawl on the ground like a dog! Then, bring him in front of Wayman and force him to bow 99 times! Not one bow less can settle my grief!” Simon looked arrogant, violent, brutal, and even bloodthirsty. He was blinded by vendetta, similar to the devil. The mercenaries rubbed their fists and looked at Andrius hungr

“Zen… I can… can’t cum anymore.” All those nerves come back with Sima half passed out, and the first claw—the lead Huntress—examines her for seed. Even if my face is half black with the paint that’s mandatory to walk as one of them, the blush goes to my ears with the woman eye-level to my still-throbbing shaft. Checking that everything between Sima’s thighs is clear rather than milky white.

Delilah looked at them sadly. 'He may make her his queen since she loves him and she is a high ranked she-wolf, a gamma who will be ready to go to any war with him.' Delilah thought she did not need to think about Everett anymore because he was no one to her. Simon told Delilah to go to the other side. Delilah stood up and walked with Simon. "Hey! Simon." A girl stopped Simon. Simon raised his brows. "Hey, Helena. How are you?"

The next thing I know, his big, powerful hands are gripping the leather straps around my ankles, and the tip of his cock presses against my sloppy, used hole. I stare up at him, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. My teammate, this blond, ripped linebacker, the one every girl is crushing on, is about to enter me. “Is this weird?” Diesel says with a grin, pressing the head in just a little. “Are we crossing a line here, Micah?” The feeling is different from Hawk’s. The burn returns right away, almost as intense as the beginning, like this new cock has to carve its own path inside me.

How come they share the same genes? Well, I heard everyone has different sexual fantasies. That Vincent has a lot of time to do this and that so… ‘Wait a minute.’ I looked at Lanceil’s undergarments again, and suddenly, I thought of a silly guess. “Sir Lanceil’s undergarments are always clean.” Brett told me that it is my mission to get Lanceil aroused. But I don’t see any sign of him being a healthy and hotblooded man. “Is it because he’s a widower?”