Y/N's life has been falling apart piece by piece. The bills stack higher than her hope, and the world outside her rundown apartment doesn't seem to care whether she stands or breaks. Desperate for work, desperate for something, she stumbles across a dusty flyer that reads: HELP WANTED - Fazbear Frights. Night shifts available. Inquire within. It sounds like a joke, the kind of haunted attraction you'd laugh about online, but a paycheck's a paycheck. When Henry Emily, the quiet, kind-eyed man who runs the place, offers her a position, she takes it without hesitation. But Fazbear Frights isn't what it seems. The air is heavy with old memories and rot, the animatronics whisper names they shouldn't know, and behind every corner, something watches. Within the shadows of corroded metal and flickering lights, Y/N meets someone, or something, that shouldn't be alive. A presence stitched together with rust and sorrow, more human than monster... and more dangerous than she can imagine. As nights blur into weeks, the lines between horror and comfort begin to fade. Because even a broken heart can find beauty in the ruins and maybe, just maybe, so can his.

You saved a life, but at what cost? What to do, when unwanted feelings blooms? Cover by me

You betray my trust and you think you can come in here and treat me like I'm... like I'm..." She struggled to find the right words to say but Micah scoffed and dropped her hand and stared her directly in the eyes. "You really going to stay mad at me about that? I was drunk!" "You weren't drunk when you stole from me." She retaliated bitterly, wringing out the blood she had gathered from her forehead. "You live in a den of thieves. Thought you'd be used to that." Micah snapped back. "Not when my friend does it Micah!" She exclaimed, throwing the cloth at his chest in anger, her eyes burning with tears as she stared at the man in front of her. "I enjoyed riding with you and just getting to know you. The real you. Not this act of a big, tough and stupid guy. I saw good in you and then you did that." Natasha Fiore is a loyal member of the Van Der Linde Gang. Gun and knife in hand, she is always ready to face everyday as a new challenge but when she is forced to go on a stagecoach robbery with Arthur and Micah, everything turns sour and some unexplainable feelings appear.

A Villainous Affair features one possible way the romance of supervillain couple Scarlet and Herb Overkill might have unfolded. Content alert: swearing, graphic violence, mild drug use, fabulous supervillains looking fabulous, cute romantic gestures, angst, criminal activity, action-adventure, erotic heat level.

// Book 5 of the Poppy Playtime collection! (𝘚𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.𝘊𝘰™) 🧪📺💉 (This story will sexual themes! Read at your own risk!) (Y/N) (L/N) is a scientist and doctor hired by the Playtime for heinous activities: experimenting on children. The job paid well, and she buried her emotions. However, she soon finds unhealthy love in her workplace, to a certain employee who was hired shortly after her.

[Y/N] is a long standing member of the Royal Guard, serving directly under the Great and Terrible Papyrus. They would do absolutely anything to protect their Captain and make him happy, but can he even see them past himself? To make things easier, in this fic you are a owl monster.

Y/n is a mask maker reopening her family business in Texas town Poth after years spent away in California. A rather unfortunate meeting with a cannibalistic family is about to change the way she sees her life. This is purely me using an obsession as writing practice. It's going to be dramatic af, and may contain errors. !!!CONTAINS!!!: Gore, murder, death, cannibalism, sexual content , vulgar laungage.

You are a prisoner. You are offered a chance at freedom, so you take it. What you weren't expecting was it nearly costing your life, Now stuck in the labyrinth of the blacksite, you become more than just alliances with a specific fishy prisoner. (MDNI) https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLABuC6gd6mhv7wPQlZmRVg3D6M0wHaBgH&si=z38Nk1uFjdIjB2mV This is ongoing, and does not have a set schedule for updates! Please stay tuned. I hope you enjoy.

You it's because of you you make me live you make me moan you make me love you make me die I can't live without you ~ You were looking for any source for a job since yojt life has been a downfall from no parents or anyone giving a damn whatever happen to you. Things have changed when you decided to take the night hours of a run down looking hotel. However the problem is its not run for humans it's meant for " Monsters". One certain monster or maybe he's human catch your eye, he became your personal stalker and very yandere for you. He was the color red and black he look like some delusional delivery man but sinister and holding axe to calm himself down. Unless you fall in love with him or try to understand why he wants You~

The old lady smiled, thinking of her long-time lost lover. They were young, fiery and full of ideals, at the dawn of a new world that was, despite their will, already there. Arthur, John, Mary-Beth and all the others. She remembered them as it was yesterday. It was now time to tell their story. -- Contain: Romance with a gang member, violence, spoilers Version française : Outlaws - Une jeunesse Américaine