book2 yandere monster/legends X male, female reader

Dajnn X male (2)

*Weeks later*

Those dreams have haunted me every night. They were getting more vivid each night as more of the story seemed to unfold. As I tossed and turned at night it felt like hands were gripping me and holding me down...

I found myself at the market again in the morning as I eyed up the food at the market stalls. My little friend sat on my shoulder as I walked around. I would often get strange stares from others on the street, Though I don't blame them a man walking around with a monkey sat on his shoulder was not a regular thing in this village. I normally don't bring him out but he was insistent on coming with me today.

Suddenly his little monkey hand was pulling at my face, I swatted his hands away in annoyance. "Stop it, I'm thinking" I hissed out. Though he continued and got a bit aggressive with it as he started vocalising. "If you want food, you have to let me think of the best plan" I said holding his hand, though he continued. Finally looking at what he deemed important. my eyes widened at sultan guards who stood next to me, glaring down at me.

The men looked like twins. both had large muscles, large mustaches and their eyes held a glossed overlook.

I smiled awkwardly at the tall men as their arms crossed. "Um hello gentlemen... Nice weather we are having" I spoke nervously as I started to sweat. "You are coming with us" they spoke with no emotion.

I stepped back in shock. 'What would the sultan guards need with me... I haven't stolen anything today or been caught yet' my thoughts screamed as my legs made a run for it. To this the guards yelled for me to "stop". I didn't stop, who knows what will happen to me if the sultan finds out what I have stolen.

This chase lasted what felt like seconds but was really more like 10 minutes. I was held by the arms as my feet dangled at their sheer height. I tried pulling myself away from their grip but just ended up hurting myself more as bruising was definitely going to appear.

As the guards were holding me the one on the right has my friend by the scruff. "Please let him go, he's just a monkey or at least hold him nicer!" I yelled. The guard eyes me as I tried to get my hand too my friend, I could clearly see he was in pain. "He's in pain let him go!" My eyes began to fill with tears. The guard smirked as he let me go and handed me my friend harshly.

I immediately held him close as I heard him whimpering in my hold. The guard to my left let me go as well. "Go, the sultan is waiting" the guard spoke as he pointed to the door.

I looked up, seeing the pristine palace glaring down at me. The walls were immaculately white and the entrance door was large in size. As I'm looking at the palace with slight blurred vision with tears rolling down my cheeks. My hands rubbed up and down the back of my friend's soft furry back.

Suddenly one of the guards pushes me forward. As I stumbled forward keeping a tight grip on the frighted fur ball in my hug. As I walked to the door it opened without any physical force, 'that's not terrifying at all' I thought as I walked forward.

The palace was large and had many rooms. My feet seemed to just pull me in the correct direction.
As a plush ruby red carpet leads the way down the hallway. As I walked my vision felt blurred as I looked around visions of my dreams flashed in my memory. This hallway was the one in my dream as I looked down the hallway and I saw the large carved entrance of the sultan's throne.

I held my friend closer as my fingers brushed through his fur slightly faster as my anxiety peeked. As I walked in i let out a gasp as the sultan stood in the room, his back to me.

Suddenly his voice broke through the silence. "hello my dear, I hope the men were not too ruff with you." As the sultan spoke he turned to face me. In his hands was a dagger, His eyes were glazed over deeply and his voice didn't seem to match his face.

The sultan stalked closer almost like a predator that found pray. The dagger was now being toyed with between his hands, the tip of the dagger stabbing slightly into his finger. "You're probably wondering why you're here, my dear~" his voice deep as he leaned into my personal space. "Yes" was all I could seem to force out of my mouth as I held my pet closer.

"You're here because I want you. Also this isn't a discussion my dear, you are mine" he placed the hand that didn't hold the dagger on my hip pulling me closer. I shield my arms to the side to hold my friend less close to this crazy man.

As he was talking and raking his eyes over me I began to feel more uncomfortable and could see the insanity behind his eyes. As I stared at him my friend jumped from my arms and ran to a bowl of fruit- 'seriously! Of course he chooses food over me' I thought as I glared at the glutton monkey stuffing his face. "Well someone is hungry~" the sultan chuckled. "I'm so sorry about him sir" I spoke quickly realising he's eating the sultan's fruit.

"Don't worry my dear~ keep your focus on me" as he spoke I looked at him again and remembered the fact he has a dagger in his hand...
"Why do you have a dagger sultan?" I spoke nervously my voice barely above a whisper. His eyes glowed at me calling him the sultan.

"Oh this little thing, it's for you~" as he spoke he let go of my hip holding the dagger out by the blade for me to grab the handle. "Why?" I spoke confused as I looked into his eyes that seemed to have a glow in them. Suddenly my hand went out as I held the dagger now.

The dagger was a simple shape but held a magnificent carved handle. As I stared down at the dagger my vision blurred again, as the sultan grabbed my chin and held my face. "My dear..." as he spoke his voice became more muffled as my vision went more in and out.
I never realised how beautiful the sultan's eyes were, they held a blue glow that got brighter and brighter. I felt fussy and safe in his eyes...

Suddenly I looked down and saw the sultan laying on the floor with me sitting above him. my hands holding the daggers handle as it stayed plunged deep in his chest. The eyes that once held that beautiful blue were now dull and ugly. As I realised how disgusting that thought is I scrambled up and looked down at my hands seeing them stained in red.

I began to hyperventilate as tears rolled down my face. Blue and black smoke billowed around me as I began shaking. A hand wrapped round my waist, nails dug into my sides as a deep voice spoke. "Thank you, my handsome husband. We can now rule the peasants of this land together." As he spoke I jumped off the dead sultan's body.

A hand traveled up to my chin as he pulled my head back.
My eyes widened to see the creature I saw billowing out by the sultan a couple weeks ago.
He tutted seeing the tears in my eyes as he leaned down and kissed me, his lips cold but oddly warm.

As his lips pushed against mine I felt fussy. As I pushed more into the kiss. My hands wrapped around the man's broad shoulders as I went on my tippy toes to bring myself closer to his hight. This felt so right as the kiss was slowly turning hotter and hotter. when my eyes opened I suddenly realised what I was doing...

'what am I doing!. I don't know what this guy Is and I just killed a guy.... Not just any guy the sultan!'

My hands went to push him off but my hands just went through the blue mist of his body. "That's not nice" the man spoke mockingly. His eyes held mine, as the glowing blue got stronger.

'Why are his eyes so pretty and why do I keep staring into them, I feel like I'm on clouds as I stare into them... My vision feels fuzzy again...' as I was thinking this I suddenly fainted.

Those eyes...
That voice...
That body...