FEMALE CHARACTER IS INNOCENT AND CHILDISH!! READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! "Tell me something Azron." Lucifer said as he walked closer to the dangerous Demon. Azron turned so now he was facing his creator, the same one that's scared of him. "What will you do if we gave you a mate?" A dark smirk came upon his face. "I would fuč* her first then do the same thing that got me in this cell in the first place but...." There was a short silence as everyone held their breath- "This time, you won't catch me." What happens when God and Lucifer decide to give the dangerous Demon a Angel mate?? READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

After enduring years of pain as a consequence of being confined by my Yandere stepbrother, I was finally freed from my misery by an unfortunate house fire. Since the goddess of the afterlife pitied me she gave me the opportunity to start anew through the means of transmigration. In short, I must mould each universe's capture targets into model citizens. Seeing as I'll be reborn as a mob character I shouldn't have to worry too much about growing attached to any of these capture targets either. A task like this should be manageable for someone like me who wishes to simply blend into the background. The quicker I finish my missions, the quicker I'll get to retire to a world with the happy ending I've always wanted. What more could a girl want? But wait. You're just now telling me that all of the capture targets have the potential to turn into Yanderes too? Not only that, but my stepbrother will be transmigrating into the same worlds as me too??? On second thoughts, I'd rather kiss my happy ending goodbye and stay dead instead! [Reverse Harem] [Male Yanderes] [Original Story] [Fully Completed]

Hell is full of darkness and negativity-drugs, sex, crime, alcohol and such are all a common theme. But what about the light and positivity? Y/N is a pure virgin in hell. She doesn't care for drugs and alcohol, she doesn't care to have sex and she doesn't care to party. Well, that's until she's dragged to a night club that's owned by a certain overlord. READ DISCLAIMER BEFORE READING

C O M P L E T E D ✕♛✕♕✕ "What about the promise we made when we were kids, Mari," He smiled. I felt shocked he remembered my nickname. That smile.. A sudden wave of realisation washed over me, taking my wrist back. "That promise died on the day you told me you never wanted to see me again, Adrien" I spat his name out like a disease. I stormed out slamming the door, "Our friendship died on the day you told me you never wanted to see me again." I muttered ✕♛✕♕✕ Adrien and Marinette have been friends since they were kids, well used to be. It changed when Adrien lost his mother, blocking everyone out and getting involved with the wrong people. Soon taking his anger out on Marinette, let's say it didn't end well and she now hates him because of that. He was soon your typical player, he gets laid and the others get played as they say. Making out in the Halls, soon followed by who knows what in the janitors closet. Marinette simply hated him, not only for hurting her in the past, but just playing with peoples heart like a toy from his parents. She wasn't exactly a so called nerd, but more what people call her a Princess. Not because she's a picky person but more of because she has a heart of gold, willing to help everyone, everyone BUT Adrien. Both hated each other, probably the one thing they have in common. It changed when they were assigned dorms, lucky for Marinette she got the one and only Player of the entire school. Will the two finally find out the reason behind each other's actions? Or will they forever be at each other's throats? This is the story of the Player and The Princess ✕♛✕♕✕ Edit: AND YES I AM EXTREMELY AWARE THAT THERE IS ANOTHER BOOK WITH THE SAME TITLE etgshhs I didn't realise this until now I feel like I copied someone I SWEAR I DIDNT I MADE THIS ENTIRE PLOT MYSELF Ranks: (In Fanfiction) #443 #634? #743 #800 Tags: mlb - #6 (thank you so much??) adrienette - #3 (omg) Started:10/01/18 Ended:12/06/18

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[YANDERES X F!READER] A planet inhabited solely by obsessive, love-crazed yanderes-once you've landed, there's no turning back. Can you escape this nightmare, or will you become theirs forever?

[Yandere Cheating Husbands x Reader] After dying unexpectedly, you are granted a second chance at life by God- but there's a catch. You are thrust into the body of Y/N, a woman with seven husbands, all of whom have secretly fallen in love with someone else. Tasked with restoring the broken bonds of love and loyalty, you must navigate a web of betrayal, deception, and unfaithfulness to help Y/N reclaim the hearts of her husbands. Can you heal her fractured relationships, or will you accept your fate and let love slip away forever? ∆COVER PHOTO IS NOT MINE‼️

Gojo (Y/n) was sent to a different universe by a cursed technique Kenjaku's used. Will she survive? Will she make it back to her brother and friends? What about the hearts she'll capture on the way?

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

"I just don't understand, Chat. I thought...all this time...," she clenched her fists at her sides and stared up at him, "What changed?" Chat Noir stepped closer, pinning her against the railing of her balcony. The moonlight highlighted the dark ridges of his mask and his green eyes shone through the dark leather, as equally enticing and mesmerizing as they'd been that night they danced on the Eiffel Tower. "I'm a cat, Mari." he whispered. He wrapped his arms around her waist and the heat from his body made her shiver in the cold. She pressed her palms against his chest and his warm breath ruffled her fringe. Chat offered her a small smile, her heart hammering in her chest. "And sometimes..." he dipped his head down to hers. "We cats tend to stray." ~~~ While out one night in the park, Chat Noir finds Marinette and tries to escort her home safely. But she's injured protecting him from an akuma and he feels responsible for her. Intent on making it up to her, Chat Noir visits her regularly to make sure she's doing well. But it doesn't take long before their meetings become more than just casual check-ups. Bad things happen when superheroes fall for civilians, but even with the threat of Hawk Moth looming around, Chat can't seem to stay away. Will the risks be worth it in the end? Because this cat's curious, And his bad luck might just start catching up to him... Minor Adrienette and LadyNoir. Based off the events of season one only and set two years in the future. I don't own Miraculous Ladybug or any of the art/videos used in this story. Started 01 Dec 2017 Completed 28 Feb 2018 HIGHEST RANKING ~ #565 in Fanfiction