⚠️WARNING⚠️: This story was written and published before the first season was fully released! Details and revelations after the pilot episode were not known and this book is based on information known prior to the announcement of S1. ~~~ Being a fallen angel has its perks especially in hell. It gets better with connections to the royal family. No, not as an overlord, but as the personal bodyguard to the heir to the throne, Princess Charlotte Magne. Or Charlie as her friends would call her. You've dealt with attempted kidnapping, assassination, assaults, and overall stupid threats. Now, however, you have to deal with Charlie's first business partner, The Radio Demon. ~~~ Characters belong to Vivziepop! The plot belongs to me! Idea was requested by @AlexaAmis

After getting sacrificed in a cult during the 1930s you learn that Hell is worse, yet somehow better then you imagined it. ❗️This story will contain: crappy writing, sensitive topics, and adult content❗️ Read at your own risk. This is my first story, so don't expect much of it These characters belong to Vivziepop.

this is a story that im just gonna write in my spare time its about Y/N a centurie old demon who is extremely strong since she was nearly a pure soul except she had killed herself making her end up in hell. heads up this will have graphic description and a small amount of smut here and there

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

Book two of Predator and Prey (If you haven't read that one I suggest you read it first) Word count- 32,385 ⚠️warnings⚠️ this story will contain language, gore, and some sensitive topics. Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Hazbin characters nor do I own the hotel plot. Also any music or art used in this book belongs to the respected creators. (Cover Alastor by kawacy on Deviant art) (Y/N) doesn't know who to trust. Her brain is telling her one thing while her heart can't let go of love. In her heart she wants to trust Alastor but after recent events she just can't. While (Y/N) is dealing with the growing tension between her and Al. Trouble is brewing up above as the angel Gabriel plots to put an end to (Y/N). Love will grow tense. Loyalty will be tested. And family may be reunited. #2- alastorhazbinhotel (11-21-2020) #11- heavenandhell (11-21-2020) #6- heavenandhell (12-5-2020) #22- idkwhatimdoing (12-5-2020) #1- alastorhazbinhotel (12-5-2020) #5- heavenandhell (12-31-20)

This is a Hazbin Hotel Alastor X Reader story ('cause there isn't enough of these already). All characters belong to their respected creators. ⚠️ this story will have some language ⚠️ I mean it's a Hazbin Hotel fanfic there's gunna be some language Word count- 48,984 (Y/N) was a powerful witch in her living days. Ever since she was a child she was fascinated by the art of witchcraft. She was known throughout the town as the Wild Witch, for as much as she loved her craft she also had a deep connection with the woods. Or more specifically wolves and dogs. With witchcraft often requiring blood and various human pieces, (Y/N) had no problem with hunting down fellow humans. When (Y/N) ends up in hell, she is not surprised. After all killing is a sin. (Y/N) quickly makes a title for herself in hell and becomes one of the most feared and powerful overlord hell has ever seen. But her whole life- or after life- changes when she makes a spur of the moment decision to check out the "Happy Hotel". Any songs or art used in this story belong to their respective creators unless it is stated otherwise. #1- hazbinhotel (7-26-2020) #3- alastorhazbinhotel (8-16-2020) #2- idkwhatimdoing (8-30-2020) #1- alastorxreader (8-25-2020) #1- alastorhazbinhotel (9-7-2020) #1- idkwhatimdoing (9-14-2020) #10- radiodemon (9-14-2020) #3- alastor (10-4-2020) #1- angeldust (1-1-2021 *book 2 can be found on my account*

You stumbled into your classroom and suddenly notice a 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 at your desk, What do you do?.. HELLO EVERYONE! This is my first fanfic. No characters in this belong to me and are owned by vivziepop or some of my ocs. (Y/n) Is you! it'll take a very dark soon so warnings will be placed up! This is a female reader/ SORRY ALL MALES AND THEY/THEMS+ OTHERS, Anywho I hope you have a good day/night. ALL IMAGES DO NOT BELONG TO ME. 𒊹︎Mentions of Suicide 𒊹︎Gore 𒊹︎Mentions of Episodes/Trauma 𒊹︎Mentions of rape/sexual assault (I think, I'm not too sure yet but I'll delete this if there isn't any.) 𒊹︎Abuse 𒊹︎Manipulation 𒊹︎Death These are the topics that will have warnings. EDIT ONE: Literally warnings for this whole book, 1 it's not finished; 2 it's probably going to be awhile before it's finished, 3 it's so fucking cringey I'm literally gonna kms

Alastor X F.Reader - Not In Canon - NSFW - Viewer Discretion Is Advised I do not own the art displayed and all characters of Hazbin Hotel are owned by Vivziepop. Author Note: WELP GUYZ, I'm gonna give this a good ol' try and see if you all like it. Not a big fanfiction writer, so hopefully we can figure this out together! ^_~ ---- This isn't how you imagined your life would go, nor that it would be taken from you so quickly. Life is fragile and it's fleeting. Like time itself is always speeding up, year after year until... It stops. Frightened after having been ripped suddenly from the world of the living, you're now in a much more sinister place that's unimaginable. Filled with terror, anarchy and bloodlust, you'll have to learn to navigate this existence, and quickly. Still reeling from your untimely death, you haven't had a chance to process death, what you've become, or what you're capable of. An unlikely cast of demons is willing to help you, but at what cost to you? --- "My dear, don't be shy! Turn that frown upside down! You're in great company this evening, surely you can find solace in that!" Alastor swept one arm up, open handed, gesturing in a wide birth, as though unveiling paradise for me to be mesmerized by all there is to behold. "...This is hell. Actual hell. Literal hell. The definition. This is ridiculous. You're---" The words were forced, choked out through a contracting throat. Each word burning as I spoke them. I walk to the radio sitting on the lobby desk, shaking my head as though it'll help to will the words out. I reach for the off switch, my mind begging for all of this madness to end. The chaos in this lobby is dizzying. Before I slide the switch to off, still choking on my words, I'm interrupted. Alastor's voice isn't cheery anymore. The static rasp deepens, his every word reverberating in my body.. all I can do is freeze in place. "Darling, Let The Radio Play."