Novelas y relatos de Yandere Sim

After that, she leaned near to Alex's ear and whispered, "You're mine okay? I'll cut your dick off if you cheat on me." Alex froze on the spot when he heard her last sentence. He couldn't believe what he heard. He finally understood what the value 200 on Erza's pleasure meter meant. It meant that she loved him so much that she became a yandere...

She could no longer understand Si Ye Han, the novel in which she transmigrated had given a long and detailed description of him, to Jiang Ning, Si Ye Han was a cold-hearted man. He was like a typical CEO character of any dog blooded novel, cold, ruthless and self-reliant. Just like every other shoujo character he only had one woman in his heart and that was Ning Yuya. His life started with Ning Yuya and ended with her, not once did Jiang Ning read a scene where Si Ye Han actually flirted with another woman except Ning Yuya.

Not long after, Ryder and Simon entered with a lady trailing behind them. Who is she?, she doesn't have the look of a normal lady, she has a rugged physique buy yet she's still adorable, with her lovely tattoo, she has a nice shape, everything about her is moderate nothing is small and nothing is big her height she's just perfect I meant a goddess on her own. "But wait Andrew what's wrong with you? why are you acting like you are just seeing a lady for the first time in your life?" my subconscious asked me. They walked past us to a far end corner of the club they don't see us, even if they do we are just business partner, not playmates.

When she saw me, a flicker of panic crossed her eyes, followed by open provocation. She deliberately snuggled closer to Simon. "Simon, she looks scary." Simon looked up at me, covered in mud and rain, and disgust flashed in his eyes. "Lily's timid. You're not angry, right?" I shrugged, expressionless. "Whatever." Simon froze. "Tanya, stop acting tough!" He stood up and pointed at me. "Before, if any woman got close to me, you'd lose your mind. Now you're acting all generous. Who are you trying to fool?

"To be frank, I'm here for Mr. Xoan Warren. I'm attractive, highly educated, and the Stewart Corporation is a leading force in the textile industry. Why else would someone like me be a mere employee here?" Another woman infatuated with Xoan. Yaslyn sighed inwardly. His toxic allure seemed to know no bounds. Yollanda continued, "Conveniently, the two of you haven't been getting along so well lately. Perhaps he's just temporarily fascinated with you. Maybe he would prefer someone like me." Underneath her harmless, bunny-like exterior, Yollanda was like a snake. Just then, footsteps echoed in the hallway. Yollanda recognized them as Xoan's and quickly switched to a pitiful look.

“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?”

she practically snarls at me. “This one does.” Simon mutters. His comment is the one that Alpha Diamond believes, not mine. Reaching out to touch her, she pulls away as soon as the sparks erupt. Surely I couldn’t have a second chance mate already? “So you want to save her?” “I want to know what shit we are in for!” Simon mutters, but Alpha Diamond wasn’t asking him, she was asking me. I don’t say anything, because I didn’t know what I wanted, other than to see if there were more Lycans.

The sight of the sudden appearance of the girl was a surprise, and one after another guessed Ye Wan's identity. Isn't Si Yihan a misogynist? How could I call a woman over by myself? They thought that Cui Hao had found this is already the best, but compared with this, suddenly lost color. Looking at the sofa to eat like a man, Ye Wan Wan sighed deeply It's bad luck how to catch up with him. She almost figured out what was going on now, and Si Yehan's misogynistic touches were the same as those of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Some people with obsessive-compulsive disorder can wash their hands for a day, and the same is true of the night cold.

“Yorrick, you’ve misunderstood me.” Mandy seemed to have seen someone, and a hint of smugness flashed across her eyes. She then raised her hand and waved. “Sherrie.” Yorrick turned his head and looked over. And when he saw the woman’s face, which gradually became clearer as she walked past a street light while approaching them, he froze in place and loosened his arm that was embracing Xyla’s waist. “Sharon...” Xyla turned to look at him and then glanced at the woman whose facial features looked extremely delicate and beautiful. Her facial features seem to have been artificially shaped as they were too good to be real, and they made her appearance look highly aggressive.

I smile and walk around my desk and offer her my hand. "Miss Jones, it is a pleasure", I say, and she takes my hand on hers, and she automatically puts it away after we touch for just one second. It doesn't feel long enough. What am I thinking? This is the woman that broke my heart into a thousand pieces. She raises her head and looks up into my eyes, saying ht pleasure is hers. I walk, guiding her to the table at the end of the office. I rest my hand on her lower back while she sways her hips walking. I pull her chair and then take my place in front of her. I rest back on my chair, locking my fingers with each other, and I look at her. Her eyes look the same, and she looks exactly the same.