Yandere Taro Novels & Stories

All their secret meetings, she knew of but didn't mind because she never thought it was important. A dry soundless laughter left her throat, a grin spreading across her face. Her dark side. Tari is known as the short tempered one while Mitari is the calm and polite one. Tari's temper is something to always write hell about, from her psychotic soundless laughter, to the way her body bends to the side like she has been possessed. Her eyes were almost red. By now, Mitari's shameless moans were already filling the mansion. Tari crunched her nose, biting her tongue to hold the anger in. Right now she wanted to burst into that room and rip Mitari and Musa into shards but that would be for another

I would publicly reject him and cause him the biggest embarrassment if he tried. “Young love.” Tara said in admiration, as if remembering her younger days. “You are still young too.” I reminded her, “Why do you act like you are my Mom’s age?” “Your Mom is hot and classy.” “Do you swing both ways?” I eyed her peculiarly. “I used to when I was in college.” She said frankly and then added proudly, “Before meeting Brody I was a wild one, but now the mate bond is powerful and the greatest magical splendor that we wolves could ever experience.”

I'm still there, I'll distract Genzo then, don't worry* Taro reassured her *I'm sorry, but I've successfully suppressed it, and now my own friend keeps pushing me to Kojiro* Keyla shook her head Taro hugged her, he understood her, but if he told Genzo not to constantly ask Keyla about Kojiro, he would know something. He was already risking Genzo's friendship. But he couldn't betray Keyla either. Not his little sister, he had to protect her. He could only save her from bigger mistakes if he didn't mess with her. *so big, I'll take a shower and get ready* said Keyla and disappeared into the bathroom Keyla showered, put on makeup, dressed in a mini skirt and strapless top with knee high boots.

I have caused her such pain but now she is with me. And I will make sure no one hurts my ray of sunshine. She deserves all the happiness in the world. My mate. She doesn't know what mates are or that she's my mate but I will win her over. After all I am her mate and you can't touch another's mate. My mate. My Tara. The girl who managed to take the heart of Jake Grayson Ashe, prince of vampires without even trying. She was, is and will forever be my Tara. My Morning Star.

Yara asked again and she nodded. "I'm such a fool for crying as soon as I met," Grace said and wiped her eyes. "No, you're not. You only said that I know you the better than anyone." Yara said and she nodded. "I want you to meet someone..." She said slowly and Grace looked at her with curious eyes. "You told me to move on but I couldn't but there was someone who liked me and kept pursuing me for a long time and in the end, I agreed. Meet my girlfriend, Lily." She said and pointed towards the table beside them. A blonde girl was sitting there, her hair short and she was wearing a cute dress. She smiled at Grace and then sat beside Yara.

But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has with her mate Asher. I hate to admit it out loud, because I like being this tough, Alpha badass bitch and I don’t want to give the men reasons to doubt me by falling into female cliches—the woman who can’t wait to get married and have a family—or showing weakness. So, I don’t admit it out loud, I keep my loneliness to myself. Except for times like now when Cayden decides to be a pain in my ass. “Scar”, Cayden says simply, looking me right in the eye.

The driver finally pulled up at the bus stop and the both of them came down. Their faces were flushed in pleasure as they walked, "Damn! You were so sweet in there," Taro exclaimed. "Thanks, and your d**k was just the perfect size for my p**sy." Her tiny voice responded. "I'm Yui, what's yours?" "I'm Taro, I would really love to make out with you some other time." "Here, copy my digits," she offered, Taro took out his cell phone and dialed as she called it out.

I chuckled at her innocence. “Oh, sunshine, I am going to eat you.” With widened wye, her body stiffened as I unbuckled her pants. She lifted her ass off the bend to let me take it off and quickly took her pink lace panties off altogether. As she sat there naked, I can't help but adore her. The slight cover of her breast, the luxurious curve of her hips, the fawn look in her eyes even the little tattered dragonfly tattoo on her hip. It is all perfect. Delicate fingers cover her body, making me look straight into her weary eyes.

With her fiery gaze and unwavering demeanor, she brought a certain order to my chaotic world. Iris, the embodiment of grace and strength, stepped into the room, and an unconscious softening of my gaze betrayed the profound affection that welled within me. "Lorenzo," she uttered, her voice a soothing melody cutting through the discordant notes of my ruminations. Her eyes, the hue of regal purple, held a mysterious depth, mirroring the vast garden of Iris flowers that flourished just outside our bungalow. Those eyes, a reflection of nature's beauty, captivated me in a way that defied articulation. As she approached, the lavender tones of her attire complemented the delicate flush of her cheeks

Lyla asked, still having her fake smile on. “Yeah. I am,” he replied, rubbing his sweaty palms at the back of his trousers. “If you'd excuse me Mr… umm —” “Tony” “ Mr Tony, I need to get dressed,” she did her best to sound polite. “Yeah, sure,” Tony said and took his exit in a hurry. Lyla slammed the door behind him. Never had she been or met a man as arrogant and proud as Grey. She leaned her back against the floor, her head aching in a web of thoughts. She just needed air to think.