Strange. (Y/n) felt eyes on her back, piercing into her soul, but every time she turned, there was nothing there. It came out of nowhere and always lingered its gaze on her. Well, it had always been there, but, this time, it came from some new transfer students. She thought everything would be fine; that she would be able to get through it like she always did. But she was wrong. The days counted down until - one way or another - her inevitable imprisonment came calling. * As of 20 May 2024, this book has been rewritten up to Chapter 70. There are 7 more chapters to go (6 of those being the endings). Things read prior to this date have been slightly changed, so it is encouraged for lore/mystery-solving readers to reread through this book *

•••Completed••• ••He pushes me against a wall, like yesterday, but this time he starts trailing small kisses along my collar bone and up my neck before whispering in my ear. "You really shouldn't talk to me like that sweetheart." I focus on not letting my trembling lips influence my voice. "Why should I listen to you?" He continues trailing kisses along my neck, "Because you're mine."•• Mara Banks isn't a normal teenager. She was left as a newborn baby on someones doorstep and taken in and cared by her new parents. But, something unusual happens on her thirteenth birthday. She shifts into a tiger. Now she is seventeen and she gets seen in her tiger form by some hunters, her family have no option but to move to a small town and start fresh. Little did the family know that they were now in someone's territory; werewolf territory. There her life changes when bad boy, Ryder Jackson shows up. Why does Mara get lost in his glorious green eyes and get tingles every time he touches her? All she knows is that she has to keep her secret, what will her new friends think if they find out? But what happens when these hunters won't give up? Mara needs to make her decision of letting her secret out to her friends. Because not only Mara, but Ryder will get hurt if she chooses wrong. •••Irregular occurring coarse language•••

From classic crazy yanderes to more discreet and psychological ones, this one-shot book contains numerous characters with different goals, ideals, and even races. Exploring different mythologies, personalities, corrupted dere-types, etc., the yanderes won't be the only ones changing throughout the scenarios. It's sure to keep one on their toes.

After six new boys meet (Y/n), they begin an unhealthy obsession over the female and soon take it too far. There's not much chance of her escaping their thoughts or hands but she's definitely going to try when she's had enough.

(m.yanderes x f.reader) (complete) (Y/n) had been in love with best friend for almost as long as she'd known him, it was too bad that he was desperately obsessed with someone else. For now, at least.

General Mae Ashton has had to fight for everything she has, especially her position as the General of Thythera. Swinging a fist or hurling knives has become second nature to her, but being physically capable is only the first part of her job description. With her past constantly breathing down her neck and danger looming menacingly in front of her, she needs to be very careful about her choices, for the fate of ten million rests in her hands. Mae's battle to break free from the demons only escalates in danger as the threat of war looms over her country. She needs to choose her weapons carefully or her entire world, and everything she has ever worked for, could crumble.

Every three years there's a group of high school students that decide to go find the "haunted" house in Armagedon Woods, and every three years all the teenagers are found dead. What happens when one of the teenagers catch the eye of what's killing everyone off? What happens when that being becomes infatuated with you?

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

I shut my eyes as his hand wrapped around the back of my neck and his breath mixed with my own. I willed myself to believe my heart was racing in fear, in hatred, of all this man had done to me and my people. That I loathed the way his other hand tightened on my waist, tracing circles into my hip. The way his soft lips pressed against mine, gentle but insisting as his tongue slipped into my mouth. The way I felt the coldness in my heart call out to him as more swam into me, consuming every thought in my head until I wasn't sure where I ended and he began. "Anastasia," he whispered against me as his lips trailed to my neck. Something inside me broke as I reached up, trembling, to run my hands up his chest, his neck, and into that lovely black-blue hair. As he pulled my body tighter against him, the heartbreaking truth of what I had to do settled into me. The dagger on my inner thigh weighed down on my body and that useless part of me, the one begging to find a way to save him without wrecking the peace my people had known for millennia, sank further into my mind. I let myself have this moment. My racing thoughts zeroed in to Dmitri's tongue tracing a line from the base of my neck to a sensitive spot below my ear. As my eyes rolled back and my body curved into his, he let out a dark, humorless laugh. Right before his own blade pressed against the middle of my throat. "Now, my love, you will learn just what we do to traitors."