Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba; Fanfiction. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Briefly after the murder of her lover, Y/N L/N found herself alone-shivering, weeping, and swallowed by the cold darkness of night. Just when she thought life couldn't get any worse, she was thrust into a nightmare far beyond her imagination. Held captive by a monster who thrived on control and fear, her life became a constant struggle between survival and despair. Every day was a test-every glance, every command a reminder that her freedom and safety were no longer hers to claim. Could she escape the man who sought to dominate her, or would she be crushed under the weight of his mistrust, cruelty, and relentless demands? Would she find the strength to fight back, or crumble like the others who came before her? Dark, suspenseful, and deeply emotional, this story follows one woman's journey through fear, manipulation, and the fragile hope of reclaiming her life. ------------------------------------------------------------------ 𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: #2 𝙞𝙣 "𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧" 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 5.99𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 2/8/26). #3 𝙞𝙣 "𝙮𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨" 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 30.3𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 12/25/25). #5 𝙞𝙣 "𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙" 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 10.2𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 1/6/26). 𝙊𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: #1 𝙞𝙣 "𝙠𝙣𝙮𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣" 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 105 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 12/25/25). #1 𝙞𝙣 "𝙋𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡-𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖" 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 38 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 (𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 1/6/26).

❛❛𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁t❜❜ 𝙈𝙪𝙯𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙟𝙞 𝗫 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙛 (\__/) (>'.'<) (")_(")

"Finally, someone worthy of my time." - You find yourself on the verge of death, until Muzan Kibutsuji, the king of demons himself, decides to save your life. Why? Because you were the one who found what he was looking for, for thousands of years. The blue spider lily itself. - Note: - The story takes place after the entertainment district arc and there may be some manga spoilers here and there so just a warning! - The reader (Y/N) is a female btw. - There might be a few 18+ / smut scenes here and there but I'm not sure yet haha, I'm not good at writing smut so just another warning!!

𝓶𝓾𝔃𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ❝I can teach you more than you think, (Y/N). Do you want me to show you? ❞ -- (y/n) is a seamstress who's lived in her own bubble for a long time. she keeps to herself but still manages to develop a crush on one of her clients-he's handsome, intelligent, smooth and calculating. she doesn't expect her feelings to go anywhere but to her surprise, she manages to spark his interest and she's protruded into a world unlike her own she quickly realizes that as she learns more and more about herself she's also falling deeper in love with the man who's teaching her things she's never experienced-what she doesn't realize is he's falling too. ⤷in which you are the demon king's newest obsession

The National Defence Academy wasn't made for girls like her. It was built of granite and bloodlines, shaped by discipline, rank, and inherited pride. Its walls echoed with the footfalls of sons from powerful families, names passed down like medals-Ranas, Rathores, Malhotras. Not Verma. Not her. She earned her place. Through grit. Pain. And top scores. But no one cared about merit inside those gates. Not when he set his eyes on her. --- He noticed her on the third day. Pale skin flushed from the heat. Uniform a bit too loose. Marching a beat too slow. Weak by academy standards. Interesting by his. Major General Veer Pratap Singh did not entertain weakness. He hunted it. Broke it. Reshaped it. And when he looked at her-barely nineteen, lost among cadets bred for this world-he didn't see a mistake. He saw a challenge. > "Bring her to me." That was the first command. The beginning of a quiet, brutal undoing. --- She didn't understand, at first, why the air in the mess hall froze when he entered. Why the most feared, decorated officer in the country stared at her like she'd done something wrong just by existing. Why whispers followed her down every corridor: > *"She's the one he picked."* > *"The General's little cadet."* --- He never raised his voice. He didn't need to. His silence carried the weight of war. And before she could resist, before she could run-he was already under her skin. Controlling her sleep. Her schedule. Her meals. Her mind. And eventually-her heart. But that was the most dangerous part. Because love was never part of his war strategy. Only submission. --- > *This wasn't a story of romance.* > *It was a slow invasion. A quiet claiming.* > *And by the time she realized what he was doing... it was far too late to retreat.* ---

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me down as he squeezed me tight against him. His nose buried in my neck, inhaling my scent. It turned me on and I cursed my traitorous body for reacting this way. "You still wear that same perfume, the day I first met you." He ran his tongue on my neck. "Babe, since the first time I landed in this country, I knew I had to end you." And just like that I believed him. His eyes stormed liked twin hurricane about make landfall. He seemed like a perfect gentleman until his sinister lips made me ache with pleasure. I thought I would never meet him again, but fate had different plans for me. * SUITABLE FOR 18 + OR TEENAGERS WITH OPEN MINDS * cover by IvvyKy

Best read after The General (Zolan #1) MALIK thought his life would quiet down after retiring from the military. But upon returning to his land, he finds his home occupied by a slaver. Desperate to bargain for his life, the slaver thrusts a brown-eyed human girl into Malik's arms. SEVEN thought it was bad enough being a slave. But then their landlord returns to reclaim his territory and brings a fresh hell. This alien landlord is all muscles, mean scowls, scars, and a rumbling, deep voice. When her slaver sells her to the furious landlord, Seven is sure she won't make it through the night because his heated glare warns of darkness she cannot read. *This is a sample. The complete story is on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ancientt

This is best read after Zolan Book 3 (The King) *** I'm the descendant of Queen Dee and King Vadnar. My family and I have lived our whole lives on an isolated island. After years of staring at the horizon, I decide to leave. My curiosity leads me to a military camp, where I'm forced to enlist as an Entertainer. I try to lay low. But with The Captain's dark, hungry gaze following me, trouble is bound to find me.

Zolan Book 3. Can be read as a standalone. One second I'm at the NASA headquarters, and the next second, I'm teleported to the territory of an angry alien.

On an alien planet where callous, menacing soldiers rely on sex to fuel their battle rage, one human servant is about to bring their fearsome General to his knees. With her memory scattered, Joan doesn't recall how she arrived at Zolan. She just knows that, as the sole human in her military camp, there are life-or-death rules she must follow as a servant: keep your head down, tend to your duties, and whatever you do, never look the Masters in the eye. One fateful day, she unexpectedly runs into The General and breaks the single most important rule: she meets his icy gaze. There, she finds something that forever changes her quiet servant life: fascination. Now, Joan has a choice: resist the General's advances and continue her life of desperate survival, or submit to their intense attraction and allow him to claim her as his. As war hangs in the balance and enemies surround her, one human woman has the chance to upend an entire alien civilization and make her own destiny. It's hers to take, if she dares... *** Zolan Series Book #1 of 5