Yandere Study Group x Female Reader You had them snapping their heads so fast it looked like they got whiplash, necks practically breaking the second you walked past. You never noticed them. But they noticed you. And from that moment on, they couldn't look away anymore. ─── 𝓢𝓪𝓸𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓾

Él con ella se obsesionó y la secuestró,convirtiéndola en prisionera de su enfermiza obsesión. Durante años,ella ha intentado escapar junto con sus pequeños de ese infierno al que él llama hogar,decidida a buscar la libertad. 📌 Historia completamente de mí autoría. 📌 Prohibida la copia o adaptación. ⚠️ Advertencia⚠️ Lenguaje vulgar,violencia,sangre, secuestro,acoso,etc.

❛❛𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.❜❜ - Highest rank #1 in taehyung #26 in hoseok

⚠️ Strict Content Warning - Read at Your Own Risk: Not suitable for sensitive readers or those under 18. This is not a fairytale. This is not soft. It's obsession This is twisted, raw, and painful. Proceed only if you can handle psychological darkness and dangerous love... so don't west time.. go and watch... you gonna love it ❤ .... .. He's not your hero. He's your worst decision in human form. Rich. Ruthless. Untouchable. And he made you his. You didn't fall in love. You were dragged into it - slowly, painfully, destructively. You became his favorite obsession. He broke you with soft kisses and harsh nights. He made you crave his attention, even when it hurt. They call him a king in the underworld. But to you? He's the cage you stopped trying to escape. Because love isn't always light. Sometimes, it comes dressed in blood, power, and whispered lies. ... don't forget to follow me 😊 and please vote so I can make more story like this ❤ bye bye 😘

He didn't love her like a child. He claimed her like a sin. He never shared. Not his toys. Not his silence. And never her. She was four when she became his constant. The only one allowed into his room. The only one he softened for. Everyone else was a stranger. She was a possession. Raised by a mafia father, Jungkook learned early love is a weakness. But it was her he never gave up on. She was never a memory. She was, she is, his sweetest sin. Because some sins are too sweet to repent. -------------------------------------------------- She was mine before she knew what love meant. I already tied her to my heart. Behind the violence, the bloodshed there was only one thing he truly ever wanted : Her Jeon Jungkook a stubborn and deadly handsome boy who didn't feel emotions from childhood. He kept himself away from every emotion till one day he met her, though he was only a kid back then but he knew that she was the only person he could share his favourite food and toys with. But when it came to her... sharing wasn't a word for him. She was only his without her knowing. The only difference between the shadow and him was that it left in the dark but he never did. " If loving her is a sin, then let the world burn for my devotion" It's my second book so I am still learning. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes, English is not my first language. DON'T DARE TO COPY MY WORK!

Beth Rivera had one goal- become one of the best chefs in the country. Love was never part of the plan. Especially not with her cold, intimidating chef instructor whose mere presence made entire kitchens fall silent. Chef Adrian Laurent was control. Discipline. Perfection. And the more Beth tried staying away from him... the more impossible it became. Because behind those sharp eyes and controlled expressions was a man capable of ruining her carefully built walls with a single touch. But in a world full of rumors, pressure, and forbidden attraction- wanting him could cost her everything. ... He teaches her in the kitchen. He ruins her in private. And if the world finds out about them- they'll both burn for it. 🔥 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: forbidden romance, emotional trauma, possessive love, jealousy, anxiety, panic attacks, mature themes, heavy tension, and a chef instructor who stares a little too hard. 🔥 Also yes... the early chapters are innocent enough. But trust me-keep reading. Things get hotter, clothes disappear faster as the chef completely loses his self-control later on. You've been warned. 😉 #1 in angryconfessions #1 in kitchenromance #1 in chef

The room is heavy with silence, broken only by her quiet sobs as she sits inside a cold iron cage, her trembling fingers wrapped around the bars while tears slip endlessly down her face. Footsteps echo through the room and stop right in front of her, a shadow falling over the cage. She slowly lifts her gaze, only to find him already watching her. He bends down, his hand slipping through the bars as he cups her cheek, his thumb brushing away her tears, slow and deliberate. "Crying again?" he murmurs."You still don't understand, do you... my canary?" He tilts her face upward, not letting her look away, his grip steady, leaving no space for escape. "This cage isn't your punishment," he says quietly. "It's your place." His fingers press slightly firmer against her skin, holding her there as his gaze lingers, deep and possessive. "And you..." his voice lowers, darker now, "were never meant to leave it." He leans closer, his forehead resting against hers, his breath brushing faintly against her skin as his thumb continues its slow movement along her cheek. A faint smile settles on his lips as he looks at her, quiet, certain... like he's finally claimed something that was always his. "My beautiful canary," he whispers. ________________________________________ Warning ⚠️🔞: This story contains dark themes such as forced marriage, obsession, manipulation, jealousy, violence, blood, toxic relationships, and 18+ mature scenes.

"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

❛❛𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲? 𝗜 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂-𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗻𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆.❜❜

"Shh...it's useless to cry over something that you have no control over. Give in before I bring your dear sister's cadaver as wedding gift." His words made her stiffen making her let out another wrecked sob. Ralph let out a amused chuckle at her disheveled face. Alexei's midnight eyes stared down at her, his jaw flexing as silence between them stretched. Rara felt another pair of impatient cold hands lewdly running over her waist with shameless speed. Her throat constricted as if their touch nauseated her to the extent she bit down on her inner cheek hardly drawing out metallic taste of blood. "Open up for me, Rara. Let me see how beautiful this tempterous body of yours is." **** They came to me in the night, cruel, darkly handsome men from the most dangerous corners of the world in name of helping me in my worst time. I should've known better that peace in this world come with a price. Price of my freedom. They tormented me, destroyed me, ripping apart my world with their quest for revenge. Two years ago, I met them. In our first meeting, I was betrothed to them. Now they've come to claim me, destroying anyone standing in their way. Even me. I fear them, I hate them and worse of all I couldn't escape them.