Yandere Visual Novel Novels & Stories

Cindy hurriedly took out her cell phone and played Yuriel's video, which was going viral, before placing her cell phone on Aleandro's desk. Aleandro glanced at the video playing on the cellphone. He raised his eyebrows to see if Yunifer was in the picture. Her pale skin, without makeup, did not hide her delicate beauty. Aleandro's gaze was glued to his plump lips in a provocative smile. The glow in the green eyes gleamed with an attractive glow. He looked evil and attractive at the same time. Aleandro realized he couldn't take his eyes off of his wife's face. Until the woman's words crushed the smile on his face.

"In case you hadn't noticed," I said, closing the gap between us, "I'm not your typical girl. And this whole jealousy crap you're pulling isn’t going to fly with me. Grey is not interested in me, he's helping me out, that's it." She lifted her chin, her eyes narrowing. "Say what you like, but you're playing with fire."

'At least my first name is still the same, but usually, when stuff like this happens, the soul is transmigrated into the main villainous boss, not a sub-villain, who no one in the series took seriously! A pair of emerald eyes dejectedly stared up at the ceiling of her pink four-poster bed as she reflected back on the story. In the light-novel, there was a character named Maria Rosendrey, a spoiled and bratty noble girl, who was so deeply obsessed with the male lead, a.k.a the crown prince, that despite how many cruel words he threw at her, she still chased after him. It was at this point that most readers labeled her with a masochist fetish.

Please comment and support Chapter 13 Nazzy I rolled sleepily from one corner of the bed to another, yawning loudly, I rubbed my sleepy eyes only for me to see an image in front of me, I sprang up from the bed immediately and sitting before me is no other than Vincentte, and he was holding my phone which clearly have Fred's I*******m page on it, “You're back?” I muttered calmly seeing the serious look on his face, “Hmmm” He nodded, and wave the phone on my face,

A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths. “It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.” Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira. “Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.

However,that was only the start of her issues. Every day, she planned her retribution with eyes full of rage; she would return, the real her would return. ********************************************** Chapter 1: Although she didn't appear to be interested in her surroundings, her black eyes were always scanning the area. The atmosphere was raucous throughout,making it obvious that it was a birthday celebration. The birthday girl was the happiest of all, and she moved around freely greeting guests. Madison, on the other hand, was simply sitting in a corner and slowly savoring her Apple juice. What was she doing?

said Francista. "Yorin go home, we all miss you" said Erlangga. "No sis, without my lover," answered Francista. Francista does not want to go home with her brother, so that her two sisters are killed at the hands of her lover (Yondaime). The journey ends with the two of them searching for his beloved sister. Yorin and Yondaime are now back together living life. Yorin was an ordinary person who was chosen to accompany Yondaime, and Yondaime was a human who was cursed by Yorin's father to be a vampire.

[ SIDE QUEST AVAILABLE ] [ Accept the Prince's Rejection with Dignity ] [ OR ] [ Punish Prince Cedric for humiliating the Host ] [ Reward: +100 Intelligence ] Evelina stared at the choices. For several seconds, she said nothing. Then she slowly smiled. It was not the frightened smile of the original Evelina. It was calm. Cold. Almost amused. “So this is how it works.” She folded her arms. “If I'm really trapped inside this novel, then I already know the ending.” Her amber eyes hardened. “And I refuse to follow it.” Before she could continue, the bedroom doors suddenly opened.

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

I was going to use them and turn the tables. I would not let Matthew win over Gabriel’s pack this time. At any cost. These days, while the study smelled of ancient parchment and the bracing scent of Gabriel’s intent, the courtyard smelled of damp earth and manual labor. Lily stood knee-deep in the mud of the pack’s communal wash-pits. Her silk dress, once the envy of every debutante in the kingdom, was now a tattered rag, stained with the gray grime of the pack's laundry. Her manicured nails were chipped and raw from scrubbing the heavy, scent-soaked tunics of the warriors.