𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. ---

When a weekend trip to a remote winter lodge turns into a waking nightmare, (Y/n) finds herself stranded in a snow-choked wilderness with something inhuman picking off her friends one by one. As trust crumbles and paranoia spreads, betrayal cuts deeper than any claws ever could. Left for dead and stalked by a creature that wears the faces of the people it kills, (Y/n) has no choice but to rely on the very monster that tore her life apart. What begins as a fragile, uneasy truce twists into something far darker and far more possessive. Because the thing in the woods isn't just hunting her anymore. It's learning. And it's never letting her go. #1 in #skinwalker #1 in #gore #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbed #1 in #possession #1 in #survival #1 in #yandere #1 in #infatuation #1 in #horror #1 in #sadist #1 in #forcedlove #1 in #reader #1 in #violence

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙉𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡. ___ "𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴." "𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵." "𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨." "𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." --- He was a man of everything nobody was - everything shunned and ostracized from uniformed society. A man painted by the ink sprawled across his pale skin, a voice lined with Russian heritage and words speaking of a history woven with jeopardy and incarceration. Nevertheless, he was shameless. Of his life. The things he'd done, and how he'd approached you so easily. Yet, by the impulsive development of an unspoken, yet complicated relationship, you're naivety of his instability would come to threaten you're life. As to you, he was a man of a situation-ship of sorts - casual, unresolved in what you two actually were. But to him - you were much more than a fling, more than something casual. You were already his, whether you knew it or not. ---

Eloise knows something is wrong. Her boyfriend is not her boyfriend. They are something else, wearing his face. She should run ... but she doesn't. Her boyfriend had started to become controlling, but the replacement is ... kinder than the original. Gentler. Always there, lurking, just out of the corner of her eye. What do they want? Achievements: 27/02/2025 - #1 in #monsterromance, #dualperspective, and #stolenidentity. 01/04/2025 - #1 in horrorromance, monsterromance, dualperspective, and stolenidentity. #2 in monster. 21/10/2025 - #1 in dualperspective and stolenidentity. #2 in monsterromance, monster, and monsterlove. #3 in horrorromance.

Your preachy, annoying stalker from highschool won't leave you alone. Until he does. Apparently he was drafted into the war, what a sore time it is for everyone. When he comes back after 3 years, he's quite different. Much more muscular for one. Alot less nice, too. Also available to read on AO3.

(Y/n)'s family was amongst the few people who had fled the city to find refuge in the forest far from society after the Infection had spread throughout the world like gunpowder. Having never set foot outside of the Uninfected community, (Y/n)'s thirst for adventure had often led her to wonder what might await her outside the safety of her home. She knew what the Infection did to people, how it had corrupted every sense of moral and values in society. How it had corrupted the government and laws. She had heard of more tragic stories than she could count and knew she'd probably never have the courage to see the world for herself. But when (Y/n)'s older sister, Grey, suddenly disappears after another one of her many explorations, (Y/n) finds herself taking a step out of the Uninfected community and into the troubled world of the infected city to find and save her sister. Unfortunately for (Y/n), Grey isn't the only one in danger. #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #dystopia #1 in #dystopian #1 in #infatuation

❥︎ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ! yandere! serial killer x reader ❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀ Famous author (Y/N) (L/N) has been single for years, after a heartbreak she'll never forget. But after her friend convinces her to go on a blind date, she meets a guy named Daniel West, who makes her consider giving love another chance. Unfortunately for her, Daniel isn't as sweet as he seems. He's more than willing to get blood on his hands, and as he falls for (Y/N), his body count only gets higher. In this story of twisted love and obsession, (Y/N) will have to choose between her own freedom, or the safety of everyone she loves most. Will she escape? Or will she remain trapped for the rest of her life?

❥︎ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ yandere! roommates x reader ❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀ When (Y/N) moves in with five strangers, things start out surprisingly well. Everyone gets along, and she seems to click with each of them pretty instantly. She's happy to be friends── and have a roof over her head, in all honesty── until it becomes clear that their intentions for her are less than platonic. Even worse, their romantic desires towards her are much more dangerous than she anticipated. No one in her life is safe, nothing will get in their way, and nobody can stop them from keeping her by their side. Time is running out for dear (Y/N), as her roommates' affections for her ruin every aspect of her life until it is completely unrecognizable. As their determination to protect and keep her to themselves grows, (Y/N) will have to fight like hell to make it out unscathed── and ensure no one else gets hurt in the process. ❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 ! 𝙤𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨