Yandere Simulator Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

“Alright, we’ll talk later.” Before I could say anything else he hangs up the phone on me. Who would want to reject their mate and why does he think that my baby girl could be his mate? I can feel Simonis just stalking around in the back of my mind wanting to tear Alpha Damian apart if he touches what is ours. I know he says that he doesn’t want his mate, but I can hear it in his voice that he really does. (Aeliana POV)

Elian blinked. "Wait..." She pointed at him. "Adrian Reeves." His jaw dropped. "You know who I am?" "Of course I know who you are." She grinned. "'VillainSimp69.'" Elian wanted the floor to open and swallow him whole. "No." "Oh yes." "No." "Oh absolutely yes." She laughed harder. "Your comments section was legendary." Elian covered his face. "This is a nightmare." "My username was TragicEndings4Ever." Slowly, Elian lowered his hands.

How else am I supposed to introduce you? Fuck buddies? Virgin taker? Hot wolf who bedded me but doesn’t want to mate me? I almost forgot how annoying two amped-up hommes can be during a pissing contest, and I don’t need this. “I’m her best friend, Simon. Her future mate.” Simon really does find the audacity from somewhere and extends a smarmy hand with a sudden cocky manner, like he’s using that pretend title to make himself more important. I am so not used to seeing such brazen yuck on him, like the boy has a full lobotomy right in front of me and adopts a whole other persona.

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…’

She moaned lightly, her breath hot on my face. You know how to apologize to me, Yvette. I don't want your words right now. " I pushed her onto the bed, utilizing my lycan strength. She nodded, always willing to comply with my needs and lying underneath me. I examined her lovely face closely, and instead of seeing Yvette, I saw the stubborn but beautiful Princess Miatta.

“It’s what the opposite of what usually occurs in real life.” It had been more than a week since Misha dreamt of Soren trying to rape her inside her room, a week that saw her fail every time she tried to delete the details of that dream in her mind. “Meaning, in your waking hours, he could be respectful and loving towards you,” Yana added. Those words sort of tickled Misha’s heart but she didn’t say anything. Yana, one of Misha’s closest friends, was twenty two years old. She was an accounting graduate but a full-time model in the meantime just like Misha. They were in a coffee shop waiting for another model friend. They would go to a casting call for a TV commercial.

He demanded to know why I was following her, and I struggled to find the right words to explain myself. My eyes couldn't help but wander to Angel, who was dressed provocatively, almost half-naked. It was clear that she was trying to seduce the Lycan, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted by her lack of self-respect. I couldn't believe that she was moving around without any underwear, as if she was begging for attention. Maybe she was trying to receive air through her exposed body, but it was clear to me that she was just desperate for attention. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, but at the same time, I was disgusted by her behavior.

I glanced down, unimpressed. Maddy. I opened the message, and there she was. Sprawled across her bed, dressed in something sheer and cheap, lips parted in some pathetic attempt at seduction. Desperation reeked. I took another sip of wine before typing a single response. ‘Your neediness is disgusting. I’ll punish you later.’ I locked my phone, setting it aside just as Nana shifted. “Simon.” “Hm?” She hesitated before speaking. “Noah.” I lifted a brow.

Areiza flashed Darren a grin and held Simon’s hand tighter. Simon raised his hand out to Darren and said, “Ah, Mr. Venzor, I’m Simon Felix. It’s pleasure to meet you.” Darren kept his eyes locked on Areiza completely ignoring Simon. “Charlotte answer me. Who is this man?” Darren did not attempt to hide his jealousy. Just as Areiza was about to speak, Raina chimed in, “My, my… You already hooked up with another man so soon? You just can’t live without a man, can you?” The way she spoke was dripping with sarcasm.

She easily angles her head so it slides all the way down her tight throat, swallowing around my length, making me hiss and groan. Fuck, she is so good at this. I palm her ass, my hand teasing her wet p***y through her micro workout shorts. Oh, I was pissed when I saw her half-naked and training with those men. If Simone hadn’t mind-linked me to tell me they were gay and mated to each other, I would have destroyed both of them. The more my fingers tease her, the more she starts to grind against them, making her leak all the more. I can't wait to slide my d**k inside her. It's only been 24 hours, but it feels like it was so much longer.