Best Yandere Stories & Novels Collection

I woke up with a hangover, only to find I'd gone from a college girl to the revered "Luna" of a werewolf pack—complete with a handsome Alpha husband and a five-year-old son I'd never met. The catch? I'd lost eight years of memories. In my mind, my human boyfriend had just proposed last night.
Now my own son is afraid of me, my "husband" looks at me with heartbreak in his eyes, and my so-called "tr...

I rescued Frank from an avalanche, and he traded my salvation for control. His "hero" became his shameful secret, locked away in a gilded cage. Then, on national TV, he denied I ever existed—a lie that killed our unborn child. My revenge was a potion of forgetting. Now he roams the mountains, a madman begging for clues about the wife he lost. And he just asked me, looking me in the eye, "Have you ...

Three chances I had to travel back and save my grandmother. Three times I failed, and each failure was worse than the last.
I watched her die. I failed her again. Then, my desperate attempt to change fate shattered the life of Garrett, the boy who loved me, turning him into a killer for my sake.
Now I've returned for the last time. I carry the weight of eight years and the cold steel of a blade. T...

He was Brett Wilson—every girl's dream on campus, yet he was obsessed with me, the coding "Ice Queen." When I proposed a "three-month relationship trial," he actually agreed? Learning to code for me, pulling all-nighters to debug algorithms, even skipping a crucial game to stay by my hospital bed… Everyone said I should be moved. But when I saw those unsaved flirty texts on his phone late at night...

On my 25th birthday, the doctor handed me my death sentence—stage four pancreatic cancer, six months to live. The man I’d loved for seventeen years was flirting with his secretary while I coughed up blood and collapsed. He mocked me when chemo took my hair: “Even your hair is fake.” When I secretly transferred my last savings into his sports recovery fund—the very money that could’ve saved me—he t...

They called him an educational genius, and me his masterpiece. They never knew that behind every award-winning painting I created lay a trail of sewing needles, rope burns, and starvation. They expected me to step up to the microphone and thank my father for his "nurturing." So I did exactly that. I walked into the spotlight—and then, slowly, I unzipped my high-necked gown, turning my scar-riddled...

When my five-dollar harmonica sounded at the audition, the entire Nashville Music Academy laughed at the illiterate coffee shop waitress. Until legendary producer Samuel stood up trembling and said, "You're accepted."
Now I've become the music industry's most ironic joke—a musically illiterate genius who lied about graduating from Berklee. My stepsister Colleen holds all my secrets: my mother's me...

I lay in his arms, each breath tasting of blood and snow—he was the one who slaughtered my entire clan. The silver blade was within reach, his throat just inches from my revenge.
But he opened his eyes, those silver-gray depths locking onto my knife. The silver burned my palm as he pinned me beneath him, forcing bitter moonbane down my throat. His fingers traced the "traitor" brand seared into my...

I'm crouched on this fucking balcony clutching a pregnancy test, hands shaking like a leaf—two blazing red lines staring me in the face. I was such a goddamn fool thinking I'd tell Remy about our baby tonight. What a sick joke!
The banquet hall's roaring below and there's that bastard on stage, arm wrapped around Olivia, shouting "This winery has NO future without her!" Each word slams into me lik...

I once believed that every click of Ryan's Leica shutter was proof of his love—a luxury villa, his exclusive muse—I was foolish enough to believe in this fairy tale. Until our engagement night, when Isabella appeared wearing an identical ring, and the media exposed his betrayal, I finally realized I was nothing but a carefully selected stand-in.

Have you ever spent three years of your youth livin...