As the traitor's sigh echoed throughout the realm, the seraphim's wings weakened and dropped, destroying the barrier that had previously shielded the real world. By the gift of an apple, the evil surrounding it infiltrated the realm, causing the seraphim to despair. The fallen one's pale face was soaked with tears, and she couldn't connect the image of the human, who lay in her brother's embrace, with the unimaginable act of betrayal that had occurred right in front of her. She never saw the fallen angel again Quick romance ( focused on ANGST) I fucking hate my life { Change slightly of the plots } |Warning| • Adam • Mature themes / dark themes • suggestive theme • gores • misogynist • corny jokes • Little ooc • S E X

Lucifer was going to help out at the hotel for a while. He expected a few new sinners but the first one to show up stopped everything for him. Y/N was just a sinner looking for power and a free place. How will this end up? >>>not my characters or art >>>my third story 💋

(Y/N IS A GIRL SORRY GUYS) y/n is a young women from Salem Oregon who grew up with witch craft her whole life because of her parents was left home alone with friends. Fun joke to paint a pentagram surrounded by candles trying to summon "Lucifer" because everyone gets bored and wants to do fun scary sleepovers, just all for funzies right? (WRONG). Then...? (start reading for this fun story I'm writing because I'm bored)

This story takes place in the early 1920s. After a series of bizarre murders in the Crescent City a new reporter steps into the spotlight. A chance encounter brings you both together in a whirlwind of scandal and romance. But all is not what it seems.

(This is the old/original storyline that I have discontinued. Feel free to read but don't expect updates for it. Instead read Chaos: Reborn as that will be the new canon.)

What if one of hells most powerful psychotic demons escaped and started searching for a person who has lost his sanity so he could pass his pure power to them and found someone lying on the ground bloody? Well your about to find out.

"I like the way you think, Radio Demon." "And you, Miss Hell en Pointe." ୨୧ [Y/N] [L/N] ─ also known as Miss Kitty, also known as Miss Hell on Heels, er, Hell En Pointe. A recently deceased southern belle with a knack for all forms of dancing (particularly ballet), she knows exactly how she got into Hell. She made a deal with the most menacing, powerful, grinning, and enticing Overlord in existence ─ the Radio Demon. She met him once on Earth, made a deal, and hopes to never meet him again... especially not in Hell of all places. After a depressingly purposeless stroll through Hell, [Y/N] winds up on the doorstep of the Hazbin Hotel. Bored yet reluctant, she accepts a rosy-cheeked, sweet little demon girl's invitation to stay and immediately regrets it afterward when she comes into contact with none other than an infamous scarlet and ebony-haired Demon named Alastor. She immediately decides that she hates him, and he quickly decides he despises her just as much... However, he owns her, and she wants out of it ─ she wants her soul back... whatever it takes. ୨୧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Contains Smut] ୨୧ #2 in "alastor" out of 1,000+ #1 in "alastorxreader" out of 1,000+ #13 in "hazbinhotel" out of 1,000+ ୨୧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ୨୧ Began: February 18, 2024 Completed: March 21, 2024 Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: 70k ୨୧ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

I read the title it says it all I don't own any of these character watch helluva boss if you haven't already but you're probably watched it if you're reading this fanfiction. Now let the fantic begin