Yandere Simulator Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her bare feet padded across the cold tiles as she adjusted the oversized sweatshirt that hung from one shoulder. She swung open the door and froze. Not the pizza guy. Yolanda. Camila. Seraphina. All three of them dressed like they’d stepped out of a glossy magazine spread in expensive coats, flawless makeup, eyes sharp with judgment. Before Yumi could speak, Yolanda lunged. Her hand tangled in Yumi’s hair, yanking hard enough to make her stumble back. “You disgusting slut!” “Are you out of your…” Yumi barely finished before another tug sent her crashing against the console table. Picture frames clattered to the floor.

The nearer the yacht came, the scarier everyone looked until the luxurious boat stopped beside the halted yacht which had become the replica of ghost riders in the storm. Every face seemed haunted suddenly. Except for Simone, none of them looked a human for the time being while the lady devil stood staring at her animal which at times reminded her of the monster inside her that loved to kill. "Meet my big baby girl people." Her cheerful voice echoed as she eyed the jumping animal in the cage who tried to break the iron barriers and she knew she would as soon as she gets a drop of blood of her victim.

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

' I admitted. 'You have only just got here. Do not tap out yet. Give the guy a chance to fix things. The Alpha was right, what girl doesn't like a romantic meal?' My wolf appeared to be encouraging me to try fixing things with Zaine, further confusing me. She was back and forth with this, like a damn yo-yo...

“Don’t say my name like that unless you’re gonna do something about it.” Yvana pulled back from him. Turned fully to me again. “Bossy. I like it.” She tugged the shirt up. Slowly. Over my head. Tossed it. I was bare underneath except the borrowed boxers. Her eyes dropped. Lingered. “Yeah. Okay. I get it now.” She leaned down. Kissed my collarbone. Then lower. Lips brushing the top of my breast. Teasing. Not sucking. Just tasting. I arched without meaning to.

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.

v👿 I thought coming here would make me closer to Jamal but now i want someone else and that’s Xander,oh gosh,he is so hot and am sure he is so good in bed. I just really want him to f*ck me senseless, Gianna always has the best things but this time i will surely take it from her. Alexander,You will be mine. T.B.C

She bowed down for a second and wore a faint smile. If she were to live this life this kindhearted and helpless, she would rather die. There were so many things she wanted to do if she woke up and none of these kind gestures would help her achieve that, but as long as she's here. She'd bite her lips and wear the "smile." The peach-haired guy, Hayden, clenched his hands and gritted his teeth as he felt degraded after he witnessed that smile of hers. The thought of whoever that specter is, impersonating Yuna was killing him inside; he must get rid of her as soon as possible.

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

"Take a closer look. At 2:05 am, she was still in voice chat, encouraging you in a gentle tone. But at 2:08 am, she switched to a private chat with Shadowfang." The laser dot shifted instantly to another conversation. "She told Shadowfang, 'Shadowfang, I'm so sleepy, but I can't fall asleep without your goodnight.'" Shadowfang's face turned dark immediately. I didn't pause and continued moving the dot. "Reviver, her third target, is no exception. At 8:00 pm on Tuesday, she told you, 'You're my only soulmate in this game.' But by 9:00 pm that same night—" I paused, and the dot settled on her chat with Cyrus Richmond, the second-highest spender in the game.