Yandere Stories Novels & Stories

Then he started. "The story says there are two vampires who were created for each other. They lived happily and peacefully as a couple for many decades, far from civilization and the noise of people. But one day, the female vampire suddenly had a change of heart. She wanted to become a mortal, live like a normal person, and travel to different places. She wanted to leave the world she was born into and change her fate." I suddenly felt a strange connection with the female vampire in Dyrroth's story. We both want to change our lives.

He groaned. I began laughing so hard after reading what nerdy has written in one of her stories, where she used my photo as the cover. “No wonder, that woman is really a virgin. Hahaha!” I was inside my room and it was past half-past ten already. I couldn’t sleep, that’s why I decided to read one of her story. And I just realized how all of her stories, aside from they all have lame sex scenes, they were almost all about secret love. I mean, about one-sided love.

I rolled over and grabbed my journal from the floor. I told myself I was going to write about what happened today. About how Lane saw through me. About how it made me feel exposed, vulnerable, disgusting. But that’s not what came out. Instead, I wrote a story. A scene. A fantasy. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I was already halfway through describing how he stood up from his chair in his office , walked right straight to me, and pinned me to the wall. His mouth found mine like he couldn’t hold back anymore. His hands undressed me with a quiet kind of urgency, as he plunges his dick into my pussy.

Her oversized glasses kept slipping down the bridge of her nose, and she pushed them back up absentmindedly, her messy ponytail bobbing with each frustrated sigh. She was the classic nerd, through and through. Baggy hoodies, faded jeans, and zero social life outside of online forums and Discord servers where she geeked out over coding challenges or obscure sci-fi theories. Parties? Nope. Dates? Double nope. She'd never even been kissed, let alone anything more. At twenty-one, Lara was still a virgin, and most nights, that fact gnawed at her like an unsolved error in her code, but tonight, like so many others, her focus wavered.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

“Probably because they’re mostly written by women who’ve experienced rejection in real life, and they write their dreams of becoming powerful.” “But then they almost always take the bastard who rejected them back,” I countered. “That’s the mate bond. It’s how it works. Besides, I’m not reading a werewolf novel at the moment.” Nate and Kam had come in by then. “So, what kind of novel are you reading?” Nate asked. “It’s a forbidden love story,” she answered. I glanced at Kam, and we smirked. “So, is she underage, or are they related?” he asked.

~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Poker Game”

“That’s the problem with you Lulu, you don’t take a lot of interest in your husband. I’ve told you numerous times to take an interest before you are shocked to find out things that should have been obvious.” Luyando laughed. “Shocking things?” She asked. “Like what mother? Peter doesn’t have the guts or the time to cheat on me. I am the best thing that’s ever happened to him and he would be a fool to risk that. I am special; I am your daughter after all.” Ayanda chuckled. “Indeed you are, but just do what I am telling you from now on; take an interest in your husband. He is such a generous and humble soul. There are not many men like that these days.”

Alexander had done in her body last night, the thought of it only made her already wet again while she blushes like a tomato. "Time for a cold shower girl" she muttered to herself as she slowly walked over to the bathroom to do her business and then to take her shower. Since Denise is away for some days she has a room for herself which she is happy about because now she has the time to think in peace, about her life, her studies and above all her new love life! Especially about that! She and Xander, how's she lovingly calls him now, are officially together for almost 3 months and things are great between them!, even though they sometimes have to sneak around campus but for now everything goe