Yandere Stories Novels & Stories

I say and try as much s possible y mask the anxiety and the expectation I feel. I want it to be true. I want them to want me. "We… yes, Sky. He's serious. We want, I want you to date us both. Can't we have a throuple relationship where we all love each other and none of us has to break up with each other because of the other?" This time, Aly isn't confused and neither is she shy. She looks at me in my eyes and holds my gaze and I still… I wanted this and I had even fantasised about it but I … it's kinda too good to be true.

THEMES: Break- in fantasy, Truth or Dare Confession, Obsessed stalker, Masked Identity, Consensual Non Consent. KINKS: Knife play, Choking/Breath play, Bondage/Restraint, Spanking, Sex toys, Orgasm denial, Dirty Talk, Praise kink, Voyeuristic tension. "I wish someone would break into my house and fuck me with a knife to my throat." Immediately I say this, the room goes very quiet.

She looked magnificent in a flowing dress that seemed to capture and reflect the forest light streaming through the windows. "Lydia!" Anya embraced my mate with the enthusiasm of true friendship. "It's been far too long. You look wonderful." "So do you," Lydia replied, stepping back to study her friend. "Though I suspect you have your hands full these days." "That's putting it mildly," Anya said with a laugh. "Between normal pack business and our recent... developments, I sometimes feel like I'm juggling flaming torches while riding a unicycle." "Speaking of developments," I said, "we've been hearing some extraordinary stories. Reports about battles with supernatural creatures, connections s

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

Chapter 2: The Binding of the Lamb Trope: Omegaverse / Shibari / Breeding / Submission Heat Level: [NOIR X3] The morning light didn’t bring relief…it only brought clarity. When Maya opened her eyes, the cabin was freezing, the fire having long since surrendered to the mountain’s chill. She tried to move, but her body felt like it had been fused together. The biological lock of the knot had long since subsided, but the phantom weight of it remained…a heavy, dull ache deep in her womb that made every breath feel thick.

Janice was tired of this. Every afternoon she curled up on the couch with her tablet, devouring filthy stories about women who got fucked the way they truly needed — rough, hungry, shameless. Her hand would slip into her panties, fingers frantically rubbing her swollen clit until she came in quick, disappointing waves. It was never enough. Months ago, her husband had made sure of that. He’d discovered her small stash of toys and exploded. “What kind of wife needs that shit?” he’d yelled. “Are you saying I don’t satisfy you?”

He leaned down, kissing sloppy, tongue invading. His pace quickened, cock swelling. "Here it comes, baby." Hot spurts filled me, overflowing. He collapsed on top, breathing heavy. We lay tangled, his dick softening inside., "Can't get enough of you." I stroked his back. "Me neither. Sneak over tomorrow?" Next day, Mom went shopping. Ryan cornered me in the laundry room. Door barely shut, he hiked my skirt, fingers in my panties. "No bra today? Naughty girl." He bent me over the dryer, cock out and hard.

That tall girl with heavy tits spilling out of her tiny tank top leaned right into Eric, pressing her body against his side, sniffing along his neck like a bitch in heat while her hand rubbed slowly and greedily over his chest, his fingers slipping under his shirt to tease his skin. Eric didn’t push her away, just stood there detached as ever, but I felt his body tense behind me. They all started yelling suggestions until they landed on erotic truth or dare, laughs and filthy promises flying around as they pulled couches and chairs into a messy circle. The girl next to Eric kept whispering shit in his ear, her hand sliding lower toward his cock while she rubbed her thigh against him. My hea

Being filled in both places, being watched, being used, it was making me wetter than I had ever been in my life. Jade picked up the pace, fucking my ass harder, deeper. Each thrust pushed me forward onto Marcus's cock, making me take him deeper into my throat. I gagged, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, but I didn't pull back. I wanted to take it. Wanted to take everything they gave me. "She loves it," Jade said, her voice breathy with exertion. "Look at how wet she is. Dripping all over the bed. She loves being fucked like this."