Yandere Simulator Shrine Novels & Stories

“But I’m not your dear.” Simmon ignores her growl. “We will look into it.” He glances at me. I nod back. By we the king means me. And I’m okay with hunting down vampires who have bought kidnapped shifters. I know just where I’ll start—Santiago and his little redheaded sub. “That’s settled,” Simmon announces. “Now that your business is concluded you are welcome to make use of my club. Will you stay and scene tonight?” Sheridan hesitates, her gaze darting around the dimly lit club with poorly hidden interest.

Her arms were folded across her chest, skin laced with recursive code, eyes solid black the kind of Syra she might’ve been if she’d said yes to Kirin. Syra stared at it. Her lips curled. “Cute.” She turned her back on the reflection. But it spoke anyway: “You left the question behind.” “But the answer came with you.” The mirrored world began to ripple, like water trying to stay frozen. The air thickened not heat, not cold. Just pressure. The kind that made bones ache and skin remember wounds that had already scarred over. Sera stepped closer to Syra, reaching for her hand. “Is this another simulation?” she whispered.

Her eyes moved under her half-shut lids, but she didn’t move. It had taken weeks to track Yesande to this remote citadel, and nearly a day to convince his sister to let him have a go at the charmer. Yesande’s medics had yet to isolate the pheromone responsible for her charmer abilities, and they’d begun feeding her drugs to increase her libido in the hopes of increasing production.

I see my warriors flinch and I’m pretty sure I did too. “Let’s see you rape someone now, asshole!” she says as Simon screams in pain. “Will he bleed out?” I ask Yara. “Depends on how strong his wolf is. We could cauterize it if you’re not ready for him to die yet,” she says dispassionately. I've only seen Yara like this once before. When she squeezed that Beta's organs to make him let go of her. It’s a side I don't see often, but when I do, she's a little scary.

The glow from the simulation tank intensified. Evryn instinctively stepped back as the silhouettes inside came into sharper focus—four women, all her, but not. They stood unmoving in a circle, each with a distinct expression carved into their face—pain, fury, serenity, and... emptiness. Kai’s hand found hers. “Are they copies?” “No,” Aurex whispered, scanning the interface. “They’re iterations. Alternate consciousnesses pulled from simulated failures of Project E.V.E.R. All quarantined memory fragments. Until now.”

After that, she leaned near to Alex's ear and whispered, "You're mine okay? I'll cut your dick off if you cheat on me." Alex froze on the spot when he heard her last sentence. He couldn't believe what he heard. He finally understood what the value 200 on Erza's pleasure meter meant. It meant that she loved him so much that she became a yandere...

"It has basic physical conditioning equipment and F-Rank Divine Energy simulation fields. During peak hours, you have to fight for a spot." "And the Paid Zone?" I ask. Vera raises a slender hand, tapping her dark fingertips against the holographic screen built into the desk. "Level One Paid Zone is on the first floor. It features E-Rank to D-Rank simulation fields and interactive Zerg swarm battlegrounds. It costs two credits per hour." My eyes drift away from the hologram and land on a sleek, ATM-like machine sitting against the far wall. "What is that?" "A recharge terminal," the chocolate-skinned Dark Elf replies coldly. "You can exchange outside cash for Academy points there."

There was no fluctuations between her words, evidently showing that it wasn't the first time she was using it. She eyed the IDs scattered across the screen before typing, "JeanCarper#65" "Big Nick" "Flying Lotus" "Baby_xi." "Iyumi91" "Immortal Yuri." "Player19," she read out as she typed and watched as their IDs converged around hers. She scrolled the mouse, eyes fixated on the screen as it switched again, now showing eight avatars standing in the forest. Some held their weapons in hand but most hadn't unsheathed theirs.

I could feel danger flags going off in my head as my shoulder grew wet with Eli tears. “If I can’t be your friend, what the point of being alive anymore? Not having you in my life is death itself. Don’t kill me, Aurelia. Don’t.” I could feel cold sweat appearing on my back, as Eli’s cutesy voice grew darker. ‘Okay, I forgot one important thing. He is the yandere love interest. I can’t just be cold towards him. He is literally a wildcard.’