Yandere Top Novels & Stories

"There's nothing about you that I want or desire. So, I have no conditions to offer, and I don't want to help you." Yara snapped angrily, "Mr. Lloyd, are you even a man?" Andrew gave her a puzzled look. "What does that have to do with whether I'm a man or not?" Yara's face suddenly turned red as she bit her lip. "Mr. Lloyd, what do you think of my looks?" Andrew examined her and nodded. "You're definitely top-tier, comparable even to my little servant girl." The flush on Yara's face deepened as she struggled to voice her next offer. "Then, Mr. Lloyd, I'm willing to… be with you. Would you like that?"

"Woah, Mindi, what the fuck?!" He was so stunned that he fell backwards and onto the bed. Then, as though telegraphed, Mindi erotically began to take off her top, employing the slick mannerisms of a classic strip dancer and revealing firm, sizeable boobs with her nipples very erect and pointy. Her nipple area was darkened, giving her two breasts more mystique. Then, she took off her shorts, and Snyder could see that she was a woman who paid attention to detail, because her pubic hair had been impeccably trimmed to form a love shape just above the point of entry to her vagina. And, speaking of her vagina, it looked a little saggy, as though it had seen a lot of action, and from the look of th

Red lips, red off shoulder crop top and white jeans with black wedges. "Sweet Kyrah, little annoying, boyfriend-stealing Kyrah. Why did you hang up when I called you?" she snaps. She's accompanied by a flawless looking girl who is in a white crop top and blue jeans, her hair is sleek black, she looks pretty. I love her manicure. Focus Kyrah, focus! I shake my head and lead my eyes to Sabrina, folding my hands in front of me. "Great! It's the devil's daughter, in a crop top. What do you want?" I say through my gritted teeth.

The girl just laughed even harder by now. "You're a funny kid." She said between giggles. "I like you." "Really? So you're what they call, a yandere?" I said raising my right eyebrow and turning my head slightly to the left. Completely referring to why I'm tied to a chair and have been kidnapped. She just laughed some more. " Can I at least see your face?" "Why? You're gay right? Why see my face if you're not going to find me cute?" She said.

Holy shit. She stood there, arms folded under her boobs, purple hair pulled up in a tight ponytail. Wearing very very tight jeans and a crop top but no matter how I thought of it, I couldn’t see myself doing anything sexual with Yua. No no no. The images my brain conjured made me want to gag. I see her as my little sister. Not once have I ever ever seen her as someone I could have sex with. “So... what are we gonna do for two minutes?” she asked, staring at me. She began to twirl a lock of hair over her shoulder, smiling in a way that was supposed to look... seductive? But honestly, it just freaked me out.

As soon as they walked in, a fair and elegant Yarrolander woman was casually sipping coffee in the shade. The white, gauzy dress that she was wearing had a deep V-neckline, showing off her perfect curves. Her pale calves were exposed, and she wore crystal-encrusted sandals on her delicate feet. The Yarrolander woman saw Ellon leading Sebastian into the courtyard, and she smiled and got up. "Mr. Ballard, I finally got to meet you. It's such an honor!"

I groan loudly causing her to laugh at my expression. ******* “Fuck no.” I growl as Yanna walks into the office dressed in a sexy black leather outfit that made my dick jump. Roberto coughs and averts his eyes from Yanna while my men all looked elsewhere. She frown and crosses her arms causing the leather material to stretch against her breasts. “I have to get his attention, Enzo the outfit is perfect.” She argues. I stand up and shield her from the views of the other men in the room. “It leaves little to the imagination.” My eyes rake down to her thighs which where covered by net tights and her Bernadi tattoo was covered by makeup.

Her bare feet padded across the cold tiles as she adjusted the oversized sweatshirt that hung from one shoulder. She swung open the door and froze. Not the pizza guy. Yolanda. Camila. Seraphina. All three of them dressed like they’d stepped out of a glossy magazine spread in expensive coats, flawless makeup, eyes sharp with judgment. Before Yumi could speak, Yolanda lunged. Her hand tangled in Yumi’s hair, yanking hard enough to make her stumble back. “You disgusting slut!” “Are you out of your…” Yumi barely finished before another tug sent her crashing against the console table. Picture frames clattered to the floor.

Tanya packed back her hair away from her face into a tight bun and she hurriedly drew her legs up on the bed to unbuckle her heels, throwing them to the floor as they came back together in a renewed frenzy. Ayodele holds the hem of her top, removing the material over her head in one slick pull unveiling the creamy perfections underneath cupped daintily by a cotton white bra. Next goes her pant trousers and he chuckled when he saw matching cotton panties. He looked at her with a raised brow and she shrugged. Ayodele couldn't be certain but it seemed a look of uncertainty crossed her face, then she averted her face and placed her hands flat against his abdomen from underneath his shirt and she

While loosening the tie around his neck. "Tonight you sleep with me, okay? Last night you slept with Bianca. You have to remember. "You have two wives," said Yuna, in a voice that was so soft and seductive. Not only that, she also rubbed hers against Gerald's thigh. Which is now his seat. And also, to tease Gerald, Yuna deliberately didn't wear underwear. Only a satin mini dress now covered her tiny body. Gerald growled. Trying to hold back the fire of desire that was starting to rise to the top of his head.