Castle Dimitrescu has many secrets and rumours. Most true, some false. Whether or not it's from desperation or curiosity, those who enter rarely ever leave. For years, the Lady of the Castle ruled with an iron fist along with her three daughters. One cold winter night, a new face was found just outside the Castle doors. One that could make Alcina Dimitrescu feel alive again like she once did so long ago. This story will include: Sexual content, violence, blood, mentions of past self harm I DO NOT own any characters other than my own created characters. If you are uncomfortable with any of these, feel free to skip this story but thank you for taking the time to read the description.

In the aftermath of a brutal assault, Lady Alcina Dimitrescu's human wife, Liliana, falls into a deep silence, her once vibrant spirit crushed. Unable to find the words to heal herself, Liliana retreats into her art, painting a world where she can still feel in control. But her daughters-Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela-refuse to let her suffer alone. In a tender and quiet act of love, they create a safe space for Liliana to heal, organizing a small celebration in the hope of rekindling the family bond. Through patience, understanding, and a small gesture of laughter, Liliana slowly finds her voice again, reminding her that despite the trauma, she is still loved, still part of a family that will never abandon her. As Liliana's fractured world slowly rebuilds, she learns that even in the darkest of times, love has the power to heal, bringing her back to the family she thought she'd lost forever.

lady dimitrescu x fem reader ~TW: physical abuse~ After the theft of her lipstick the mistress of the castle needed a new Chamber maid. y/n happened to have moved to the small Romanian village and found herself working at a huge castle, she was still new so she had never met the family and never really met the others to hear their gossip. She only met the family after being caught sneaking out, since then she has been the mistresses chamber maid, and Lady Dimitrescu sure does love a cute maid. Though y/n doesn't know if she could live having another crazy monster partner when her other might still be looking for her. (really this is here to appease my own selfish fantasies~ cuz there is no way this woman isn't fruity)

Her sigh was quiet, but heavy with something like disappointment. "You're far too stubborn for your own good." Before I could respond, she bent - and without warning, her arms were around me again. "Wait-! My Lady, please!" She lifts me up. One arm beneath my knees, the other steady behind my back. "Alcina-!" I squeaked, gripping her shoulder. She looked utterly unbothered. "If you refuse to rest on your own, then I will ensure it myself." She shifted her hold on me, placing me on her hip. We were halfway up the stairs before I realised what was happening. The other maids had stopped to stare, eyes wide. I put my face in Alcina's neck to hide myself as best as I could. "Oh no, oh no." Alcina chuckled. "Perhaps next time you'll listen when I tell you to stay in bed." Alcina said faint amusement curling in her voice. No character are mine except for Ella. This is based off of Resident Evil. (Photo from pinterest: @iamjacksonphotography)

Lady Dimitrescu x Melania A love story of a woman traveling far from her home in Greece, to end up in a roller-coaster of a story with our one and only Lady Dimitrescu.

Y/N woke up in a strange village, a man named "Ethan Winters" finds her laying on the ground and decides to take her with him to find his daughter . He told her they were heading to the old castle to see if his daughter was there, " We'll do a quick search and leave as quickly as we came. " i wrote this when i was 15, its cringe im sorry.

A blood-red grin of ashen dreams, white teeth gleam, and piercing eyes all but scream - you know you should've ran, turned back just outside of those harsh stone gates. Yet it all didn't seem so bad, not when she treated you the way she did... (Lady Dimitrescu / You) (Based on the One-Shot "HandMaiden")

In this story y/n (the female reader)will get a job as a maiden at the castle Dimitrescu. You accept it and work for Alcina Dimitrescu and her daughters. Never ruin any tasks Alcina gets more and more curious how are you doing this and soon she realises what she didn't before. You know so much about the lords but you hide it as a secret for good. You know the day once will come and you can't always hide from HER..after a while you realise Alcina has your heart in her hands and you fell for her more and more day by day. You don't know how to confess your feelings to her but you try it with little gestures and you believe once she will notice it and reject you or confess as well. Who are you? What things are you hiding? Who is HER? Who is HER to you? What will happen? What you will discover. Will you win against HIM? The fiction was inspired by another existing one called "My darling" ⚠️WARNING: SEXUAL ACTIVITY, FOUL LANGUAGE, STRONG LANGUAGE‼️ Y/n= your name Y/l/n=your literally name M/n=mother's name F/n= father's name B/n=brother's name B/r/n=brother's real name L/n=last name B/n/n=brother's nickname e/c=eye colour

When Anastasia Barclay the rebellious 16 year old daughter of Andy Barclay accidentally brings the family of killer dolls back to life she ends up falling for Glen, the son of Chucky AKA Andy's greatest enemy! (Takes place in a different universe where the ending of Seed Of Chucky never happened. Tiffany is still a doll and Glen & Glenda were put in separate doll bodies)

When your mother passed after being attacked by the creatures lurking in the woods, you were left with the painful company of your father. His abuse and torture became the only thing you knew. Your only desire in your young life was to escape the exhausting and torturous life in the village, and escape the presence of your father. In an uproar of chaos, you manage to free yourself from the clutches of this unbearable life, only to find yourself caught in the grasp of an equally terrifying new reality. You wondered if you would ever grow use to the screams from the dungeon, the hard labor of being a maid, and the fear that the mistress struck in you - with only a glance of her inhuman eyes. She Terrified you, and yet, you ached to discover if the terror you were feeling was false. Maybe there's a drop of humanity hiding behind the glimmer of her blood stained, maniacal smile? ***Some descriptions of Y/N are just descriptive fillers. If they do not fit your characteristics, alter them accordingly*** ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ • GRAPHIC LANGUAGE • DESCRIPTION OF ABUSE • BLOOD & GORE • SEXUAL CONTENT (Basically, read at your own risk.)