Alone in a condemned world where monsters and humans fight for power constantly, Y/N survives off of the wood's riches and the small scraps of shelter she can find in ghost towns. Allies and friends have come and gone during the war, either killed or have parted ways. It's not all that bad. She could be dead, after all. One afternoon when shipments from the Human Capital come on a train, she meets a mysterious stranger who saves her life. He's a monster, no doubt, a skeleton to be exact. Y/N is intrigued by the monster and decides to follow him into the next town over where he disappears into an abandoned warehouse. Y/N follows him in only to be pinned to the wall for questioning. After answering all his questions, introductions are made and Y/N learns that the skeleton's name is G. Y/N likes G despite his hateful nature and somehow convinces him to let her come along on a quest he's taking to save his brother from the Monster Capital where they took him for war. After surviving assaults, the government, and Mother Nature herself, Y/N and G start to form a special bond that neither of them wants to break. But when everything goes wrong and neither of them is strong enough to prevent it, Y/N finds that the capitals that she had always hated are far more sinister than she could've ever imagined. ((COVER ART IS NOT MINE))

Falling into the Underground where monsters have been banished to for hundreds of years, Y/N finds that the monsters have gone insane from lack of determination; something that monsters need to survive and give them hope. Unfortunately, it seems that Y/N has enough determination to sustain every monster in the Underground for a few years, but not enough to be able to RESET. Armed with only a stick and a cyclops flower, Y/N makes their way through the Underground in hopes of escaping the awful place alive. But what happens when they run across a skeleton that has other plans? ((COVER ART IS NOT MINE))

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY Description: Your name is (Y/n) and you are originally from an au called Dreamtale! Your life hadn't been the easiest however, but you were quick to always move forward despite this... Before Nightmare had become corrupted, you were his best friend and lover. You kept him from his breaking point, you maintained his sanity and most importantly... returned his love. One thing that is definitely important about yourself is that you are a selective mute... And your only desired partner for conversation is the King of Negativity himself... But what will happen once the true evil lurking within your lover drowns out whatever light he had left? What will happen when you discover that the Nightmare you knew was replaced by a monster that still somehow holds love for you? "And even with the evil finally in control of Nightmare, if both his sinister side and his old self agreed on something- then it would always be his priority... They both love her." This is practically my first story that I have ever decided to share online. It is quite a terrifying experience for me, so I hope that anyone who decides to read this will enjoy it. Anyway, I should probably inform my readers about a few things. First off, my primary language is not English, however, I will still be making an effort with my grammar! Second off, I will try and update this as frequently as possible... Even though I can get somewhat shy or concerned about how my work goes. Otherwise, all you will need to know is this: (Y/n): Your name (F/n): Friend name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color Some things I will likely determine for the reader, but what is posted above will be the basics. Please also note that this story may contain some content that would be best for more mature audiences. Also, the cover image belongs to me, please do not use it without permission or steal it.

(This story contains 18+ subjects. Please read the tags.) You're at your limit. Life has never been the kindest, in regards to you. But now, it's just getting to be too much....something has to give. So, you decide to make a change.... ....and as a result, fall down a giant hole. Yeah, life's funny like that.

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY. Your name is (Y/n), and you play the role of an unusual pacifist. In the story of Horrortale, your unique soul allows you to see WD Gaster who no longer holds a powerful connection with the underground due to the inactive core. After your parents are killed, Gaster makes a deal with you. He will help you extract revenge on your parent's murderer, and in return... you were going to fix the core in the underground. While Sans failed to do it when everyone went insane, you knew what you had to do because well. The creator of the core told you everything that you needed to know. The real trick isn't the resources that you've been gathering during your time on the surface for the job, it's the things that are in the underground that you have yet to obtain. While it is true that you have a lot of experience with fighting and a high amount of LV thanks to Gaster's guidance... you now decided to stop killing, and start saving. ...... But can a stone cold pacifist truly manage her way through Horrortale? Okay, a quick note. This story is rated mature, blood, gore, some more sensitive things that you might find extremely suggestive. Since people are enjoying my Nightmare x Reader story, I decided to do a little bit extra. My updates with this book will be a bit slower. (Totally didn't write this story because I wanted to do a drawing of horror for the cover.) This story is kind of a slow burn, but unlike my other story, the reader is no pushover. Like in the The King's Queen, the cover DOES belong to me, so please do not steal it, etc. Remember these important keys when it comes to reading the story! (Y/n): Your name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color

[SEQUEL OF AT THE SURFACE, IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT, READ THAT FIRST PLEASE] Summary: (y/n), even to today, was still a legend. Everywhere she went, people would honor her and still bring her gifts. All of this, because she apparently "contributed" to locking those savages away. Oh, how she hated what they thought, but they will never know the truth, and it would be better if they all didn't. Now we are 20-something years after the war, she's a divorced, single parent of a 14 year old girl. But her daughter isn't exactly what she had imagined her to be, in fact, her birth-daughter looked nothing like you or your "spouse". She looked exactly like the girl with rosy cheeks. But she didn't act anything like HER. She was a nice, and quiet girl. Of course, she grew stubborn like you, but regardless of what happened, she was always kind. So, it confused you, but you were happy with her. It's just when she disappears, when things start to twist. You were alone in this world, without parents, without a spouse, and no one to really trust. Little do you know...her disappearance, was for the better.

The monsters have finally made it to the surface and have been legalized to roam the surface as they please. The first couple of months have been spent as a paradise where humans and monsters have lived in peace and happiness. But as we all know, humans tend to be afraid of what they don't understand and the appearance of the monsters only seemed to have fueled the rising tension. You are a member of one of the biggest clubs that support the monster's appearance, known as the FMC (For Monsters Corporation). There is a rival club, known as the DM (Destroy the Monsters) that only wants to exterminate the existence of the monsters, and with every passing day, conditions only seem to be getting worse. Determined, you try to make things right and equal for all beings, but things start to alter when you meet with a certain skeleton. And with this certain skeleton, you, dear reader, reveal your biggest, most valuable secret...your little "defect". •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I ONLY EDITED IT OUT FOR MY COVER. UNDERTALE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, IT BELONGS TO TOBY FOX. I am simply writing this for the sake of my imagination, as well as for the entertainment of others. Thank you.