Novelas y relatos de Yandere Simulator

Sienna whispered, the heavy syllables crashing into her fractured subconscious like a sonic boom. The name instantly triggered a violent sequence of corrupted archival images inside her mind. A phantom projection materialized in her focus—a dominant alpha pair locking their fingers together, pacing through an ancient, blood-drenched territory ahead of her line. The male turned his scarred face back toward her position, barking a silent command, his fangs flashing in a rare, affectionate smile before he locked his gaze back onto the northern trade route. Then the simulation fractured, replacing the territory with a high-security black-site medical bay. The same dominant alpha was pinned to an

I closed my eyes and waited for death to take me. Three years of torture were more than enough. Whether I never made it home or simply vanished from existence altogether, anything was better than continuing to live in this hell. Yet the agonizing end I had braced myself for never came. Instead, a completely unfamiliar notification rang out. "Ding! Unprecedented emotional volatility detected from the primary target! "Congratulations, Layla! You have successfully triggered the hidden main storyline—'The Groveling Ex'. "Kendrick's affection level has increased by 20%. His current affection level is 25%."

He asked after a few minutes of silence, “are you going to appease the souls of your fallen clansmen?” “We will talk about that when he agrees to mate with me, father” I told him, “so I think we should focus on that now” “There is a probability that he may not agree” “Well, he has too” Without another word, I pulled myself off the couch and turned to leave but halted on impulse. “This has to work, dad” I said again, “I can’t lose him again” I finally made my way out of the room to see Xena waiting by the door. Xena was an omega wolf and my assistant at my fashion store. We have been friends for a while now and she was someone I could actually rely on.

“One night. Scratch the itch. She’ll never know.” Simone stepped closer. Her fingers trailed down my arm, light but electric. “I’m not here to force you,” she whispered. “Say the word and I’m gone. But if you want to know what a different pussy feels like… I’ll ruin you for vanilla in the best way.” My throat was sandpaper. Fanny’s smile flashed again. Then Simone’s body—lush, dangerous, everything Fanny wasn’t. Just once. She’ll never know. I took her hand.

Substance. Lying on his bed, dressed in a T-shirt and sweatpants, Simon browsed through various female streamers on his laptop. His gold-rimmed glasses glinted under the reading lamp. One after another, he swiped left, unimpressed. The filters were cranked too high. Most of the women wouldn’t look half as good in real life. At thirty-two, Simon had the air of someone who’d seen too much and learned to be immune to superficial charm.

His eyes got stuck with the stunning appearance of the mistress who sent him a friend request at the dating site< TINDER>. " What a lady ?" His eyes went wide with his jaw down still thankful for the wonderful body and nice appearance of the lady body his eyes were stuck into. In no time he tapped on the accept button then the friendship started immediately. Simon and I who he thought were just a friend chatted for a long without him thinking about anything close he was talking to his mate who hated him all her life. The love within them was just growing as a one-sided love in which Simon was in charge of the life just to get hold of the lady and make her wise and moan for him as it went on.

Then, she opened the relationship simulation app that Chester had developed. She registered with a new account and logged in to the app. For her username, she simply used "Gi". The app's design was mainly pink-themed, clean, and free of annoying ads. The homepage had only a few simple icons to start with. Giselle slowly got familiar with it. In the simulation section, her pale fingertips hovered above the screen for a second, then she entered a few lines of emotional description. As the progress bar filled to 100%, she entered the decision-making interface.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

Tera said and pouted her lips. “Should I search my mate too? You guys become an eyesore to me.” Lily sat down with smug face. “What so nice being in love? I mean, what so good being to the person you’re not sure if they are your destined mate.” “What if… I said that when I see Amanda for the first time when we are child, I feel like there is something connection with us? We’re childhood friend and never change my feelings for her even though she said that her gender is an omega.” William said.

In the year 2224, I won the lottery to participate in a romance otome game. As long as I maxed out the male lead’s affection meter, I would clear the game and walk away with a ten-million credit reward. But the moment I entered the game, the system malfunctioned and completely lost contact with me. Luckily, I had been briefed beforehand: the male lead I needed to romance would have white hair. Everyone else in the game would have black hair. So the day I spotted a boy in a school uniform with silver-white hair, my heart just about exploded. I had finally found my target.