❥︎ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 yandere! mafia x f! reader ❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀ (Y/N) wants a simple life. She's worked hard for what she has: her cute little coffee shop, her sweet and charming friends, her spot in the sleepy town of Rosehill. But it all comes crashing down when she becomes involved with men from two opposing mafia groups. Suddenly, danger is at right at her door, and there's no way to evade it. And even those she loves most aren't to be trusted, as secrets are revealed and bonds are forever changed. But danger isn't new to (Y/N). And anyone who wants to rip her simple life from her will have to fight just as hard as she does. After all, all's fair in love and war, right?

They all want you; they all need you. You belong to them, even if you don't even know it yet. They shouldn't exist, but they all do, each one of them made just for you! Will you let creatures of all origins have you, or will you resist? I recommend giving in, it's easier for everyone this way. besides, they only want what's best for you and are ready to give you endless love and devotion, so don't keep them waiting or else things will get very messy.

"Can't you see? It's you I want to be with, no one else, and I don't want you to be with anyone else either, I'll do anything to keep it like that." She thought it was just a nice gesture. Little love letters appearing in her locker. But it started to get worse. They would appear everyday. Her locker would be filled to the brim with them. It got to the point she just never opened her locker. But the person sending them wasn't very happy with that. So they started to appear in every 'safe' space for Y/N, and the notes got worse. She felt paranoid all the time. Like someone was watching her. She tried to tell people. But no one believed her.

Natalie Wilson. Star Hockey Center and Captain for the WestHampton Warriors. She's had a crush on Scarlett Santoro since the 8th grade when she let her borrow her pencil for .5 seconds. Too bad the girl of her dreams is straight cheerleading goddess. Scarlett Santoro. Blonde cheerleading goddess. Captain of the cheer squad and daughter of Gordon Santoro, owner of the Minnesota Wild. She's a closed book. No one is close enough to know what her deal is. But she's opening it for Natalie. They are thrown together by a locker door (literally) and their friendship blossoms into something a little more. !!Told from Natalie's point of view!! THERE IS A BOOK 2! OFFICIALLY OUT 4/20/24

"My love, its really not up to you is it?" The dork that forced me to live with him says with a smile on his perfectly made face. "Don't you ever and I mean ever call me that! I will never love a monster like you!" I yell at him. The smile on his face disappeared and was replaced with anger. He got up and walked to me putting his hands on the counter blocking me in. He leans in and whispers, "Oh baby, you know you love me." ++++++ This will change but why not : #34 In General Fiction 4/7/17 ❤️ #3 In General Fiction 7/8/17 ❤ ©XZADEAS | FDG

What started as simple infatuation became a strong, obsessive desire. Aegon Targaryen saw himself conflicted. His enemies daughter was all he wanted, and he would not be denied what he wants.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰 "𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔" - 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 ᥫ᭡

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

I'm using they/them pronouns because i dont know whos reading this. They had us write stories in class and I was allowed to write a fanfic. So here you go. Enjoy or sum.