Yandere Trope Novels & Stories

Passion exploded until I could not hold myself back. It's all because of his facade, and his ability to play on the feelings of all women. "So you're just an assistant who doubles as his 'having fun' partner?" I bit my lower lip and nodded. It felt so ridiculous when I replied that I was Rhysand's girlfriend when I already knew the reason behind him chasing me and after me. It just made me his... to be his sex doll. "You don't look like a woman who does things like that." "I've never done anything like that before." I stopped to catch my breath. "Only with Rhysand. That's because he forced me. You know how he can be, right? Never stopping to get what he wants."

“But frankly speaking, I’ve only slept with two women in total. As for you, you’re currently the second placer on the list, and you might even be the last.” At the St. Donnor Estate… Yuna was sitting in the courtyard drinking afternoon tea with Mandy. She knew that last night’s scheme had failed, so she wanted to comfort Mandy. “You don’t have to care that much about that woman. You’re the daughter of the Nixes, and Yorrick will eventually marry you.” Mandy put the teacup down. “Mrs. Hathaway, Yorrick might be serious about that woman.” “He’s serious?” Yuna sneered as she placed the teacup to her lips but did not drink from it. “Since that woman died years ago, he hasn’t been serious about a

That meant she must be an elite fighter. However, up until that point, she made no move to seduce Dorian despite her shapely body and attractive allure. None of her words, techniques, or aura indicated this. This was nothing like a succubus. Yuria was more like a female warrior who had experienced hundreds of fights. Her elegance was more similar to a leopard. "My name is Dorian Weaver. Pleased to meet you." Dorian gave her a salute with a grim look on his face.

As for Zavian. Her smile stretched wider, fuller, taking on an unhinged quality that would have chilled any sane person to the bone. Her beloved beast would soon learn the consequences of his betrayal. She would make him regret the day he ever looked at that other woman with lust in his eyes. Yuna was no wilting flower to be trampled underfoot. She was a rose in full vengeful bloom - beautiful yet savage, with wicked thorns that could slice deep and leave one's lifeblood spilled at her feet.

“Better that way?” Sweat slides down her neck as she spreads her thighs wider. “You know what I meant.” I nod, picking my shirt up from the floor and pulling it on. “Sure, Vanya. I do.” She smiles and her grey eyes sparkle. That alone makes my whole damn world spin, in the best and worst way. Vanya is my first and only love. Soul-breakingly, she’s also Theron’s fourth consort. I used to hope that the Moon Goddess would name her my mate, but that never happened. Now that I’m staring down thirty, I’m one hundred percent sure it never will. Mates are a rarity for Lycans anyway. Instead, I believe in soul mates.

Her eyes were red like the fire of desire, and she had been submerged by the most primitive impulse. "I want to... I want to..." Yagyuu Yukime spoke in a low voice and then pulled off her red evening dress, exposing her body, which could fascinate countless men, to the air. Upon seeing everything in front of him, Qin Haodong felt as if countless explosives had detonated in him. At that moment, he was sure that he had taken an aphrodisiac liquid unconsciously. If he had been alone, he could have used an hour to clear up the effect of the aphrodisiac liquid with his internal power.

She leaned into him, her fingers clutching his shirt, her breath catching as another wave of pain ripped through her. “I trust you,” she whispered. “I need you.” Those words pulled something deep inside Zod. Something dark, primal, and ancient. He was a Lycan bred for war and shadows, not comfort. Not gentleness. But she didn’t want gentleness. She didn’t want a sweet, romantic lover to soothe her. That was Farrell. That was a fantasy long gone. Sandra was twisted, broken like him. She liked the burn, the pain, the dominance. She liked the way he will pushed her limits and made her forget everything.

All she wanted was to set eyes on Lord Renek. And when that happened, she’d plot a hundred ways to end him. Even if it meant hurting Kael in the process. ‘What you’re thinking is dangerous,’ Zara growled through the mind link. ‘You know why I’m doing this,’ Nyra snapped. ‘You’re seeking revenge–but not like this. Do you even realize we’ve found our mate?’ Zara growled again. Nyra rolled her eyes. ‘As far as I’m concerned, we’re rogues. We don’t have mates.’

She whispered with a light sigh. "Have you seen the way Xandros looks at her?" She raised her brow. "That's why he avoids her. Because he knows, he can't stop those emotions. He loved Athena. And now, the moon goddess played a new trick. She made Anna....his mate." Sandra's swollen eyes widened lightly to the best of ther abilities. "No...no..she's..she's not his mate. Anna...is not..." "You don't know that, b*tch. I do. And that's why I'm eager to get her out of here and I'll do anything to make that happen." Maren said.

Because their talents weren't normal and a system might not know how to grade them. He wondered what Player 07, aka K Whatever's self-ability is. As the current confusion and excitement going on at the system bubble, K Whatever found something unintentionally. On the right wall, she felt something and tried to push it. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE ~