Yandere Simulator Fanfic Novels & Stories

Then… "Everyone thinks that you and Ethan are dating." I froze. "...What?" "There's like a bunch of pictures of you two at the rink, and of him picking you up, and apparently that makes us the secret college romance reunion arc." I sat very still. "...We're being written by morons," I said slowly. "Basically." My stomach plummeted. "Send me screenshots." "Already sent." I hung up and opened my phone. And instantly regretted that I knew how to read. There were edits, clips, and fan accounts with headlines.

He was a prince back, tall and ridiculously handsome, and he was totally my type, and I hoped and wished he was my mate, not until I heard he was engaged to some MoonClaw princess who eventually rejects him and goes off with some goofball named Asher. I really did envy Syra, she had everything yet she walked away then she just comes back and fuck, she takes it all. My man, the one I have wanted and waited for, and even the very title I have always craved for. Why fucking her? Why does it always has to be fucking Syra and because of her, my fucking dream of being with Adrian is even more distance My knees buckled, my fingers trembled inside my gloves, and my helmet… fuck. I was suffocating un

Dude really went along with it, and honestly, this was the best thing that’s happened to me today. “My shift ends around 11:30. What’s your name, pretty?” “Nyssa.” “Nyssa,” he recited, as if trying to memorize the word. My insides throbbed, especially my core. God, I need him. “You’re drunk though. And you suck at flirting.” “Wanna know what else I can suck?” I blurted. He eyed me slowly, a grin spreading across his dashing face. “Another glass?” “Yes—”

I turned to look at him and he possessively wrapped his arm around my waist, pressing my back against his chest. “If the introductions are done, shall we dance?” Zephyr asked with a smile. But his eyes. It was then I understood why Asashi, Aera, and Darren looked so terrified. Darkness was flaming in his eyes. ‘Jealous and angry, I see…’ I mind-linked Zephyr. ‘Not at all, princess. I am jealous, angry, and horny. And that combination of emotions is enough to turn a man into a beast.’ ‘Then I am looking forward to your beastly performance… on the dance floor…’

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

“Will he be upset? Ehhh, it’s hard to say, but I can say without a shadow of a doubt that he’ll be floored by your announcement. He’ll love it.” The pitter-patter of feet interrupted us. “Ms. Simone, Nori told me no, and she did this.” Kiyah paused to demonstrate ‘fuck you.’ Simone plastered a wide smile on her face and passed the straightener through another section of hair. “Thank you, Kiyah. Tell Nori I’ll be down there with the slipper.” I snickered at the thought of Nori’s face when she received Simone’s threat. Simone was sugar, spice, and everything nice, but she was also big on discipline, unlike her fiancé.

How wonderfully old school, and they said Lucy didn't have a sense of humor anymore. "Nadya Simmons." Her name rolled off my tongue and made a shiver run down my spine and right into my prick. I groped at myself, looking at her picture, cupping my balls. "Single and ready to mingle based on all these wet dreams she's been having lately after a certain Father Jacobs, Zachary Teller, and Piotr Bartko. Oh, she definitely has a type: tall, dark, and vaguely threatening. I think I can work with that for a honeypot. But what about—"

"I promise to try." "I'm Tyson's girlfriend." I said. "OH MY GOD!!" Charlotte screamed. "Charlie!" My voice rose. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...." She clapped both hands over her mouth, eyes wide, her breathing loudly, her chest rising. "What? How? Why?" She removed her hands from her mouth. "I'm his Fake Girlfriend." I said slowly. "To make Skylar jealous so she comes back to him. I show up to his games, his parties, we look convincing, she gets jealous, she comes back, it ends."

Simon's eyes are shocked to the fullest. “Whoa! Rowman! Inc-c-credible!” “I know, right?” Rowan scratches his head with a nervous giggle. “Your missy…” Simon squinted his eyes at me. “May I know your name?” “I'm Naya. Naya Yorke.” I utter body. Elsie, you'll have to pay for this. “Beautiful name! Beautiful face!” Simon showers me with praises. I'm flabbergasted. But the idea of continuing this drama once Elsie gives up control makes me cringe.

He's furious. “Yara and I had one hell of a homecoming last night and again this morning,” I say, taunting him. She runs her fingers through my hair and I stand, turning to her. “Didn’t we, baby?” “We did. I tried to explain to Simon how fantastic you feel when you’re inside me…” she begins but Simon begins snarling. It cuts off quickly as the warriors begin kicking him, but Yara never looks away from me. I lean in, kissing her softly and she presses her body against mine.