Yandere Slashers X Reader Novels & Stories

’ I ask her. Lylah maintains eye contact while placing her hand on my abdomen, and my eyes go black with lust. ‘My name is Lylah, and I’m your worst bloody nightmare!’ she yells, grabs the dagger tucked into my waist, and slashes it across my chest, jumping out of my lap. I look down at my shirt, soaking my blood and touch it. Then, feeling heartbroken, Lylah cut me again. I look at her with intense sadness. My eyes plead with her as to why she would do this to me, to her blood flame.

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

Mason, Noah, Lucas, and Ethan stroked their thick shafts slowly, looking down at me with pure predatory hunger while Liam watched from his throne-like chair. My heart raced with filthy excitement. I looked up at all of them, my hoarse voice still managing to sound sweet and wicked at the same time. “I want all four of you at once, Daddies. I want to be completely airtight. Mouth, pussy, ass… and one more wherever you want to shove it. Please… use every single hole until I can’t think straight. Turn me into your perfect, shared gangbang whore.” The air in the room thickened with raw lust.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

It was the synopsis of the story. In it, the main character was called Lily, an omega who had suffered for many years and hoped to find redemption in her mate but upon meeting her mate, Xander, she found he was arrogant and did not like her. There was also a wicked woman called Selene. That was me. Selene was an evil woman who was obsessed with Xander and tried to separate the couple. The last line of the book read thus; ‘Will Lily be able to win her mate’s heart when a woman with power insists on keeping him?’

To Wayne, the real-life version of Dane, you showed me light in my darkest hour. To Amy, for being my best friend and sister. Thank you for always having my back and trying to help me with my depression, even when you were drowning in yours. To my readers, thank you for loving my broken, twisted characters. Without you, there is no me. ----------------- Content Warnings Graphic Sexual Depictions Intimidation Rape Physical abuse Sexual abuse Harassment Drugs Violence Depression Self-hate Suicidal Thoughts Open-door spice (I'm super detailed lol)

They collapse on the ground in a clatter of armor and fur, but I just step over them and break through their ranks. The crash shakes the entire forest, but I find that I don’t care as much as I should have. My nerves and my fear at the only things that seem to matter in my head right now, and the only thing I care about is Yana. More warriors pour in from the warriors in the distance, barricading my way and readying their weapons. “It’s him!” one of them yells. “Kill him!” “He’s going to hurt us like he did to that other Lycan!”

Xander’s voice is thick with lust, his eyes hooded with desire. I lean down and kiss him, pouring every ounce of emotion into it. He matches me stroke for stroke, nip for nip, feeling for feeling. I know he misses us just as much as we miss him. Slowly, but with force, he starts thrusting into my ass, fucking me while I fuck his mouth with my tongue. “Shit, that’s hot,” Arya whispers beside us. At the same time, Xander and I reach for her without breaking our kiss. My hand finds her nipple, rolling and pinching it, while Xander’s slides down, gripping the wand and taking control of the thrusts inside her.

As for Xander's palm, its momentum of the forward charge was unabated, and it swiftly penetrated the evil cultivator's chest behind the folding fan. The evil cultivators spat out mouthfuls of blood, and terror spread in his eyes as if he could not believe that he would die that way. "Die!" Xander roared. As he grabbed the evil cultivator's heart, Xander's other hand reached out and tore it. Crack! Crack! The evil cultivator was instantly mutilated, and the parts were thrown everywhere with his blood. "Extreme Frost Slash!!

Sanders says as he stands before me, his expression as unreadable as always but somehow, I already know that he's loyal and genuinely cares for me. I inhale slowly, steadying myself. I know what's coming. I remember this moment. This is the day I was first assigned my own Lycan slave, the moment that should have changed everything...but I didn't do anything to make it so. I just let the moment slip through my fingers in that life. But not this time.