Preview: "With that all said, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss the bride." With that Alastor lifts the veil away from her face, grabs her and dips her. Forcing a kiss on her lips. "You did your part well my wife," Alastor said pulling her up as they linked arms, walking up the aisle. ........... Veronica was only 19 when her parents told her that she would be getting married, 19 when she was introduced to the suitor her parents had selected. A financially well off and famous radio host, who reassured her parents that he will take great care of their daughter. They told her the month after she turns 20, she is to be his wife. But little did she know, this marriage was far from ordinary as it carried its secrets. As time passes, Veronica starts to warm up to him. Having many different feelings about the marriage. Yet, she'll thank the universe later... Ps; I do not own the art on the cover. Characters except Oc belong to Vivziepop.

(𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢! ℌ𝔞𝔷𝔟𝔦𝔫 ℌ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔩 𝔵 𝔉𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔄𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩! ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯) (DISCONTINUED) I'm sorry, This is so cringe ♥︎♥︎♥︎ "𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕 𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤! 𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖? 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕤 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟? 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥? 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕..." ♥︎♥︎♥︎ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕤, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕤: ♥︎♥︎♥︎ !!⚠️𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮⚠️!! (𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑺) (𝑨𝑩𝑼𝑺𝟑) (𝑽𝑰𝟎𝑳𝟑𝑵𝑪𝟑) (𝑺𝑴𝑼𝑻) (𝑹𝟒𝑪𝟏𝑺𝑴) (𝑺𝟑𝑿𝟏𝑺𝑴) (𝑰𝑻'𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝒁𝑩𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑬𝑳 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑫 𝒀𝑶

~~Y/n ends up at hell with no idea about anything. She was found by alastor who took you to the Hazbin Hotel. It was a redemption hotel opened by none other than the princess of hell, Charlie Morningstar. While you become friends with the famous pornstar, Angel Dust, the Vees try to kidnap you because you seem the only one close with Alastor. And when Alastor comes up to your rescue, you can't help but wonder if he likes you. So you help Charlie and others to get rid of the extermination while possibly ending up with Alastor.~~ ~~[Yes I know Alastor is ace but this is just a fanfic and pls don't take anything serious. This might defer from the actual series also. All characters except for y/n and some extras are Vivziepop's. ]~~ {Cover is made from picrew but the design is not mine but I didn't make the hairs and all}

Alastor x oc When Margot Beaumont dies, she wakes up in Hell with no memories of who she was. But one voice follows her even here-a voice that once ruled New Orleans, smooth as jazz and dangerous as sin. As fragments of her past return, Margot remembers a world of smoky clubs, forbidden love, and the man whose voice could bend souls. Now, trapped in Hell, she must face him again-Alastor, the Radio Demon. A story of obsession, music, and damnation, where love is just another kind of curse. Hi there! Here's a sort of incipit for what the story is about. I was inspired by episode four of season two of Hazbin Hotel - I mean... for me, it's one of the best episodes of the whole series. When I watched it, I thought: what if Alastor had a kind of troubled romance before getting shot? (in a very funny way btw). But not a normal romance, something toxic, manipulative... just like Alastor would do, hahaha. So, I decided to create Margot Beaumont, a 20-year-old girl from New Orleans' aristocracy, who is forced to follow her parents' strict expectations, and made her falls in love with Alastor, this magnetic and charming man who loves jazz and whiskey (as we see in episode 4). The story takes place in the Hazbin Hotel, where Margot ends up after her death, surrounded by flashbacks of her life in the 1920s. Through them, she recalls her youth and her forbidden love with this "demon." I mean... I would love that! Hope you do too! 💀🎶 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language, so I did my best! Also, yes,I know there's a time gap between Margot's death and the series' setting, but let's just pretend it doesn't exist, shall we? 😁 And just a headsup: this story contains strong language, manipulation, an abusive and toxic relationship, blood scenes, and dark themes - we're in Hell, after all. Okay, I'm done! Hope you enjoy my story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Alastor x Reader. She heard Hell before she ever knew what it was. Since infancy, Y/n has been haunted by static-filled broadcasts no living person should hear. A voice leaks through dead radios, broken speakers, and silent screens-calm, amused, watching. When the signals return on her nineteenth birthday after seven years of silence, reality begins to unravel. Dragged into Hell by someone who refuses to explain why, Y/n becomes the responsibility of the very radio demon whose voice shaped her childhood. Bound by secrets, soul contracts, and a power that should not exist, both must confront a truth capable of fracturing Hell itself. Some broadcasts were never meant for the living.

Y/n is an overlord in hell for her various murders of the disgraceful men in her life. When Charlie Morningstar calls her to request her help in an art project she desires, y/n agrees to help her under the condition that Charlie allows her to stay at the hotel for no charge. Upon her arrival at the hotel, y/n develops an up and down relationship with the famous Radio Demon, Alastor. (kinda a slow burn) In this story, y/n is a female character so apologizes to all my male and non-binary Alastor lovers out there!! Also includes some violence, mentions of blood, SUGGESTIVE content in later chapters, etc. I do not own any of the characters mentioned as they're mentioned from Hazbin Hotel and are all owned by VivziePop!!

Genevieve Blair has worked nonstop when it came to her job even at the New station where she is 'invisible' to everyone but the new guy Vincent Whitman. He definitely saw her.

Bella meets an enemy that could cause trouble

Screams howled in the dark vast forest in the middle of the night, as she ran towards the noise she saw the one she would never expect to see covered in red. "You..." She said in shock and disbelief. The man chuckled with a twisted smile as his victim was bare on the grass, his clothing soaked in crimson red. He walked towards the woman, and held her face gently, his bloodied hand touching her bare face as the crimson blood from his hands transferred to her cheeks. "Ou pa té dwe tonbé pou manti rouj mwen yo, Mon Chéri..." He said with a twisted smile as the woman stood with pure innocence and fear. YOUR CRIMSON LIES.... Started: Dec. 20,2025

In the deepest, quietest corner of Hell, there is a library no one dares to speak of and an Overlord who survives by knowing when not to be known. Noctivella, the sovereign of books, shadows and knowledge has endured longer than most demons by refusing Hell's politics and staying neutral. Secrets are her currency, her solitude and shield. But when Alastor - the Radio demon finds her hidden domain, isolation becomes impossible. What starts as a calculated contact turns into a game of manipulation, where every favour costs more than promised and every secret might cut deeper than the last.