Yandere Sylveon Novels & Stories

I laid down and fell asleep as soon as Luke got in bed and I snuggled in close. It felt like I hadn’t been asleep for more than a minute when I found myself in front of the Moon Goddess, with Luke right next to me, “Hello, my children. I’m so happy to see you. Sylvie, I know you know who I am, but Luke, I am Selene.” Luke gasped, “The Moon Goddess?” She smiles and nods, “I am. I wanted to take a while to speak with both of you. I know that you have figured out that you are more than just fated mates, but true mates. I did this because the two of you are destined for a war that could change the way of life for all supernatural species. Sylvie, your Omega powers are the strongest in the world

The same raw, untamed magic that hadn't yet learned to be cruel. And there, walking through the dappled shadows, was Sylvaen. Young. Barely a woman. Her hair was autumn leaves and her eyes were forest pools. She carried a basket of herbs and hummed a tune that sounded like birdsong. She was beautiful in the way wild things are beautiful—unselfconsciously, completely, without any awareness of her own power. The watching bloodlines saw her too. I could feel their collective attention pressing against the edges of the vision. The Rite was not private—it was a performance. Every regret exposed would be witnessed by everyone in the chamber.

Ivy's POV At first, Princess Sylvia’s Lycan Aura seems to be working. But it’s not long before the cracks begin to show themselves. Slowly, shakily, the werewolves all reach into an inner coat pocket and pull out small red vials. I don’t know what they are, but just seeing them makes me feel uneasy. “What’s happening?” I whisper to Princess Sylvia, but she’s too distracted by maintaining the power of her Lycan Aura to answer me.

If she did, that would have been is first step of attacking me. "They won't be able to...." "It's filled now Silene, not another word from you." Holden cut in. I chuckled, snickered, then grinned. "Point of correction Holden, I am not Silene, your old servant. I am now Vyra. Kevyra the independent and confident daughter in law of the Silver family pack. Mind your tone when you speak to me." I shunned him. ;;;

They were all shocked to see him cry, as shocked by what Sylv did. "Sylv – " Sylv called and lowered his head. "Hail…?" Blue and the others called, still dumbfounded, because this is the first time they saw him cry. "What the heck..." Yuria muttered, enraged, as she glared at the unconscious Sylv. She didn’t expect him to betray her. "You dog – " she said and gritted her teeth as she raised her hand, glaring at Sylv. Jun hugged Sylv as he waited for her attack. He raised his head when he wasn't hit. He turned. Their eyes went wide as they looked at Hail holding Yuria's arm.

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

The Lycan yelled at him. I had never had sex before, so I didn't know if this feeling was me craving sex but I knew a pulse was fast-growing between my thighs, why would the Lycan want to have sex with a low rank like me? Of course, he would reject the situation immediately. "You can have someone else do it, Lycan, but we might not be able to save her otherwise. Because she needs someone strong enough to solve the effects of her drug, or it will take more than one man." The doctor explained.

” “Maybe I don’t want to be in a relationship--” “Oh I remember the girl you talked about before! You sounded so in love. Where is she now?” Selene asked with a smirk. She needed to talk to Yohan because he could get suspicious of her for coming there though he doesn’t really know that Rojean and her were friends. “You never even told me her name!”

"You won't get there for 8 more hours." Rose smiled, and dreamed Of a strange woman, with violet eyes, dark skin like cinnamon, a small chest whose nipples were brown like syrup, and fangs. She dreamed of kissing this siren - a vampire? A lamia? An Aswang Queen. The dream girl wore a silver starlet crystal crown, delicate as fine bone China. And the mountains burned beneath her, a poison garden of baby bones. "I am what you seek, Rose Smith," the treacherous dream girl said.

"Not from you, anyway." "We'll see about that." Hunter raised the carved bones, and the dark symbols on his skin flared brighter. "I'm going to enjoy breaking you all over again, slave. Enjoy hearing you scream like you used to." Sylvia shifted, her transformation smoother than before, almost effortless. Her white wolf form with its silver markings seemed to glow in the dim light of my tower. She was smaller than Hunter's brown wolf, but there was a grace to her movement that spoke of power barely contained.