Yandere Simulator Visual Novel Novels & Stories

The silhouette leaned in, programmed reactions overlaying any individuality. Movement. Scent. Wind. Not here. The sim shuddered for half a second under the weight of a memory it hadn’t been designed to hold: a balcony, real wind on her face, a solid chest under her hands that was not a gray stand‑in. Kael’s mouth on hers in something that had started as protocol and become its opposite. Heat flushed her. Not the fake, tracked kind the sim wanted. Real. Her breath hitched. Ly—He’s—

Sima : is there anything you wish to tell us perhaps. Yamisa ; no nothing at all.(roll her eyes) Me: That's my cue to leave. I bro hugged limo then kiss yoli's cheeks then sima's forehead. Me: let me love and leave you guys. I walked away and suddenly felt someone holding me back I turned to only for find Sima sulking . Sima: you gonna come back right.? Me: do you want me to come back.? Sima : yeah yoli loves you Me: what about you ma-August.?

She rolls her eyes, barely feeling a thing. Closing her eyes, she has to imagine that it is Lyrien instead of her and she starts to bounce on the cock, her pace becoming rapid. "Oh, mistress I'm going to cum!" The male chokes, pleasure clouding his gaze. "So soon. . . ?" Disappointment flares in Yara's voice. She has barely finished her statement when the warrior's thick seed floods her inside. At least his semen feels potent enough. She hopes to get pregnant soon. "You enjoyed this too much; how about the favour I requested you?"

alternate versions or doppelgangers of hers? One of them suddenly smiled at me as they approached. "I see you met one of my sisters, Yami." She said, making me frown in confusion. Was she referring to the one who was currently holding a knife to my neck ? The latter slowly retreated the knife before helping me to my feet and dusting my body casually. She was also the exact replica of Iñari, only with a kinda masculine vibe. She had a short haircut and was dressed in all black like a high school goth kid.

Mild and sporadic curiosity was all she felt about those issues. Because Kate had nothing better to do, she clicked the cryptic ad and the screen swung to another window. She was using an Android OS (majority of the Filipinos were, even the ones who had iPhones, LOL) so she was redirected to Goggle Play and onto an app’s page. The cover photo was the 3D CGI of a teenage guy wearing a tuxedo and handing a bouquet of flowers to Kate, the user. The guy was effeminate and delicate-looking, the type that you would see in otome games or romance manhwas. But since it was 3D, it also resembled the Final Fantasy franchise of video games, which Kate was familiar with but only for the cutscenes and as

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Yaslyn was still feeling competitive as she snarkily replied, "Just handed you that round. Let's see you do it again." She was determined not to be caught off guard. Clearly, underestimating him had been her mistake. As the next match started, Yaslyn's avatar hid stealthily in the virtual undergrowth, waiting for Santiago's character to reappear. He remained motionless as if he knew her strategy, or perhaps his game had froze. Yaslyn impatiently launched an attack. Just as she was about to deliver the final blow, her character froze. Suddenly, her crystal exploded into fragments. The final outcome was one to two–a loss for Yaslyn.

Yona bit her lower lip in excitement, her inner self was yelling in joy. "You did it, lady. This gentleman is ideal for you. He's like a fantasy male lead, and you're his female lead. It's the ideal combination." "Yes," Yona exclaimed, and Fenix heard her. He cast a quick glance at her, and their gazes locked. Her beautiful, cute, and big eyes met his mysterious greyish eyes. Yona's mind began to play the background music. "You are the most handsome, attractive young sexy hottie I have ever seen." "You remind me of a character in my novel; can we please have a kiss?"

We walked over to a table where a woman with blonde hair in a pixie cut sat with two men, one on either side her, the three of them chatting over a bottle of wine. "Grey!" She called out, running me over with her green eyes before darting back to him. He met her with a mirroring smile. "June bug, it’s been too long." "Definitely," she said, adjusting her position to flash us an enormous amount of cleavage through her silver dress, its drooping neckline diving well below the table. "Fayle, meet Jud, June and Craig. Guys, Fayle." "Babysitting or date?" June asked, her voice dripping with false politeness.

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.