Yandere Simulator Horuda Novels & Stories

the woman asked him, “Wait… This is Simon’s pad, am I right?” “Y-yes…” Hans’ heart was thudding really strong. There are thoughts rushing into his mind, but as much as possible, he doesn’t want to entertain it at all. “I’m Hans…” “I’m Amanda, Simon’s fiancée,” The woman smiled and sighed in relief, “Oh, thank God… When I first saw you when you opened the door, I was surprised because I thought I went to the wrong pad. Turns out I was right,” she said, walking into the house confidently, “You’re Simon’s friend, right? I think I saw you in a photo. You’re really hard to forget because you’re pretty. Like, you’re prettier than most girls I know.”

"Ah.. what kind of nasty things that I will get through after this' She knows everything, even the stupid mystery that she is supposed to solve. The system is not helping which means it cannot lock any information in secret. Only the three-screen that she got from the first world and the two items can work. Other than that is useless and what's worst is that she can't upgrade her sense. If she tries to raise the stats then her sense will get even low. Well, that one is already off the chart. It's not like she can't taste, see, walk or feel textures of something. No, its non of them but pain. Yes, she can't feel excessive pain. Even if she cuts one of her fingers, she can just sew it back in

He is a picture-perfect photocopy of Daniela and Lelouch. Hair that is the same as Daniela, eyes that resemble Lelouch that represents the red and orange hue of the sunset. Haruna who is the imperfect one resembles more of Lelouch rather than Daniela. “I miss you, Mother.” They both whisper, indulging into the warmth that Daniela can only give at the moment. The chance and the comfort that she can gift them both, with the fact that the end is finally at their doorsteps and is about to knock three times.

“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?”

Hana hissed. “And you still talk too much,” Devin growled. They collided again — and for a moment, Devin gained the upper hand, knocking her back. Soo-ah rushed to Sang-woo’s side. “You good?” “Don’t—” Sang-woo coughed, “—don’t say I told you so.” “Too late.” Yuri rejoined them, panting. “She’s not fully human. Her heart’s been rewritten.” Soo-ah looked up at Devin, still fighting. Still breathing hard.

"I volunteered. I wanted power. I wanted to be special. But the enhancement... it took something. Made me less human. More weapon. And I'm not sure I like what I've become." "My name is Sora," the second woman whispered. "And I don't know what I want. I don't know what I am anymore. I don't know if I can be human after what was done to me." "You can," Yuri said with absolute certainty. "I was more weapon than you. More controlled. More programmed. And I'm learning. Slowly. Painfully. But learning. You can too." Hana stepped forward first. "I want to try. I want freedom even if I don't know what to do with it."

"It's slang used for when one character takes all the damage for another. I'll be your shield. I'll help you get through you story quests really fast or any beginning dungeons. So now that you see mine, let's get yours set up." She walked Kanda over to his desk and opened the game on top of the Clevania wallpaper she had forced onto his desktop. "Here. This is where we start. Do you want to play as a male, a female, or non-binary?" "You're playing as a female, right?" Kanda questioned. Trisha nodded. "Then male." "Okay, so we click this button here." Trisha leaned over him and pressed the mouse for him. She realized her mistake as her body brushed his and she froze. She had forgotten about h

And when she looked deeper, she sensed something else… conflict. Before she could ask more, Thalia came bounding over with the short-haired Lycan at her side. “Lydia!” she beamed. “Meet Harold. Harold, this is my best friend. Isn’t she gorgeous?” The Lycan—Harold—offered a polite smile and extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, Lydia.” Lydia’s heart stuttered. Her true mate. Up close, she could smell him—his clean, woodsy scent, mingled with something spicy. Her knees went weak. Her wolf still didn’t respond, but something in her soul did.

"I want my hair to look exactly like me or exactly like you..." Emily's respiration and rate were both racings, and her heartbeat was particularly rapid. Her hands were clammy, and she found that she was unable to control them any longer. She gives the impression that she is completely overcome with feelings, but really, she is quite satisfied with the fact that the alpha is gradually realizing her value as a slave breeder.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?