"I don't make deals such as that my dear." Alastor let out a hearty chuckle. "Why not? I'll give you whatever you want in return. Tell me your terms and I'll place them on the table." I responded earnestly. Alastor stood up straight and placed his hand on the counter tapping his long talons against it. An eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Anything you say?" "Anything." THIS IS MY SECOND ALASTORXREADER FANFIC. THERE WILL BE GORE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. SOME THINGS MAY BE TRIGGERING SO JUST BE AWARE. ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS MEANT FOR MATURE AUDIENCES SO 🔞+ I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HAZBIN CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO VIVZIEPOP. ANY ARTWORK THAT YOU SEE DOESN'T BELONG TO ME UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO READ MORE OF MY ALASTOR STORIES CHECK OUT: -SHOW ME WHAT LOVE IS -HUNGRY FOR YOU -to late (still in the works) #2. Deal maker as of November 2022

"Our love is unique. No one will ever understand it but you and I; we will forever be hated by all. We will never receive the glory that we deserve. Are you sure that's something you actually want?" "Forever, if it's with you."

Feeling the fear coursing through his body, Alastor began to back up from her, getting ready to retreat into the shadows. Before he could, her eyes began to glow as a soft melody built in her throat. As soon as it hits his ears, he can feel his nerves beginning to fry. Typically, her siren call had no effect on him, but with all the emotional turmoil he had been through, his resolve was weakening with more ease than it ever had before. She stalked him like the prey he was - a perfect sailor in her hold. ~ Third Installment to the 'Siren' Series (A Siren's Spell & A Siren's Hunt). PLEASE READ THOSE FIRST, AS THIS WON'T MAKE SENSE. THIS FIC FOLLOWS SEASON 2 OF HAZBIN HOTEL WITH OBVIOUS AU ADJUSTMENTS FOR OC PURPOSES. TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip as needed! Cover art by Blushedseraph on Tumblr

Esme's melody ceases, and she checks his scar before backing away. There's a pause, " Why didn't you come for me? " She asks coldly, staring at the floor without meeting his gaze. " Excuse me? " He was very much aware of what she was referring to, but kept his composure, even though that question hurt him deeply. " Don't play coy with me, you and I both know my memory has been restored. Why didn't you come for me when you died?! Did our lives mean nothing to you? " He takes a sharp inhale and looks away, " Of course, our lives meant something to me. " Esme's eyes glow brightly and her fangs drop from her mouth in obvious anger, " Then why didn't you come for me here?! Why leave me alone all this time?! " " Why?! You really have to ask me that?! " He shouts, his eyes burning with all of hell within them. ~ **SEQUEL TO 'A Siren's Spell' Human Alastor Fanfiction, PLEASE READ THAT BOOK FIRST* * TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip with needed! (Please be aware that strong language will be used. There will be references to substance abuse, physical abuse, assault, murder, gore, etc.) (A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction using an OC. All rights for characters associated with Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivziepop. :) ) ~ All songs used in this book belong to the songwriters listed. #1 in "Vox" (6/11/24) #1 "Charlie Morningstar" (7/25/2024) #1 ""Alastor Hartfelt" (7/25/2024) #2 "Alastor" (11/13/2024) #3 in "Alastor Hartfelt" (6/6/24)

" My, my, I didn't know you had a gun on you, you little surprise. You really know how to handle yourself. " He chuckles softly, a smile spread across his face as he spoke. Esme gasps, " Why are you following me? " She stumbles back, pointing the gun at him, " Really? You thought my father would send me here without protection? " He scoffs and swiftly grabs the gun from her just as gracefully as he had when he was holding her close while dancing. " You're an interesting little dame, aren't you? " He chuckles, his laughter laced with mischief. He placed the chamber back in with a flick of his wrist. His gaze shifted to her as he spoke, " You might be Daddy's girl, but you don't have the gull to actually shoot. " He speaks casually. " No gull? " She repeated teasingly. She doesn't say anything, but swiftly yanks the gun away from him and nonchalantly shoots the unconscious man on the floor - square in the head. His jaw clicked as he clenched it tightly, his eyes flickered a faint crimson as his smile grew wider. " You're full of surprises, aren't you? " He pauses, " I like that. " ~ (Please be aware that strong language will be used. There will be references to substance abuse, physical abuse, assault, murder, gore, etc.) TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip with needed! (A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction using an OC. All rights for characters associated with Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivziepop. :) ) TAG RANKINGS #1 Prohibition 5/27/24 #1 Alastor Hartfelt 6/3/24 #1 Lucifer Morningstar 6/15/24 #2 Alastor Hartfelt 5/31/24 #8 Alastor (6/27/24) #1 Hazbin Hotel OC 8/10/24

This is my Alastor x Reader Oneshot book. I have been very excited for the Hazbin Hotel series to come out on January 19th, so I decided to make some oneshots for the popular radio demon.Warning, this book may contain some swear words, so be warned. Hope you all enjoy and Stay Tuned.

A vengeful soul on Earth is damned for eternity in Hell and there resumes her sadistic fun, becoming well known and recruited as an overlord. But ghosts of her past seem to catch up to her as she visits the Happy Hotel for work. What's in store for our dear reader and what will become of her and her new deer acquaintance? (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **Warning, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that otherwise might not be suitable for all audiences. (18+!!!!!!! Cannot stress that enough.) Several chapters with juicy adult content, if you don't like smut maybe don't read this, but if you insist there will be warnings at the top of each raunchy chapter. You have been warned.** I do not own the characters nor do I own hazbin hotel, and I certainly don't own you the reader. (I do have brief say over appearance and overlord alias, but I'll try not to mention it a hundred times okie thxx) Rankings: #1 in AlastorXReader and #2 in Radiodemon several times

A new home and a fresh start, just what you needed to get yourself out of a funk and have a fresh attitude on life. Sure it came at the mercy of unfortunate circumstances, but as the saying goes: when one door closes, another one opens. But what happens when that door leads to inadvertently inviting a demon into your life? (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) (Warning: vulgar language, depictions of violence, drug and alcohol use, violence and gore. Adult topics and dark themes that may not be suitable for all audiences (18+!!!!!!!!) you have been warned. Any chapters with smut will have a warning at the top.) Ranked #1 in Alastor, HazbinHotel and RadioDemon several times

•A Love Story from down South, or maybe a horror story, depending on what side of the tracks you're on.• Charlie creates Hazbin Hotel to redeem lost souls, but in order for redemption she must know what went wrong in your life, where things went astray, basically why and how you ended up in hell. Evelyn Breaux, "The Radio Demon" Alastor's wife, is ready to try and remember everything that happened during her time on earth and recalls exactly where her life went south, literally, and it just so happens that it all has to do with Alastor. •A Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction• •A Hazbin Hotel Alastor Fanfiction• •A Hazbin Hotel Original Character Fanfiction• •A Hazbin Hotel Original Character x Alastor Fanfiction• (Warnings: Blood, Gore, Murder, Cannibalism, Death, Mentions of Horrendous Historic Events, Mentions of Hell, Mentions of Demons, Mentions Of Voodoo, Smut or Adult Situations. More to be added later if needed.) (Disclaimer: I do not own any art work published here.) (Rating: For Mature / Adult Audiences.)

In 1924, (Y/N) worked as a seamstress for the nobles. Tailoring dresses to make a living. Everything was normal, until a strange smiling man came into her shop. Read more to find out