[yandere!vampires x fem!reader] ★ when the union if two schools, one embodied by humans, the other - vampires - causes four vampires to grow a deep rooted; and obsessive devotion towards one human girl.

Ｐｒｉｄｅ Ｇｌｕｔｔｏｎｙ Ｗｒａｔｈ Ｌｕｓｔ Ｇｒｅｅｄ Ｅｎｖｙ Ｓｌｏｔｈ When each of the Seven Deadly Sins seem to have taken human form in the personalities of seven different boys it would be an inevitable difficulty to work for them. However, it would be deemed even harder to distance oneself once they grow an unyielding attachment and strong fondness over the treasure they're reluctant to share. (Y/n) would unfortunately need to deal with each one of their problems along with coping with her own in order to find the hope and motivation she requires. She never thought they would bound her down by her own morals and needs. - Cover Made By: ForeverAwesome1997 Non of the images used are mine and they all belong to their respective owners. Warning: The story will include sensitive themes and subjects that will try and be handled with the upmost respect and accuracy. I am opening myself up for criticism and will adjust any descriptions if necessary. With that said, enjoy the story.

The Readers Choice Awards 2018 Winner - General Fiction Genre Cankerfell Tunnels, a place where people travel to gain fame and wealth, yet every single individual who goes in disappears. Most assume them to be dead due to the many bodies discovered in the surrounding woods. These deaths are attributed to one murderer. No one believes the killer to be human, however. When (f/n)'s friend, a paranormal investigator, ventures inside them with her fellow teammates, she never comes back. With a possible paranormal entity on the loose, will (f/n) follow in after her friend and meet this supposed creature herself? Or, will she be greeted by a more dreadful fate? I don't own the cover picture. Moreover, I don't own any music videos or content w/in the videos. All rights go to the respectful owners. I do own the story, its plot, characters, etc., however. So, please don't steal. Thank you for reading, and I hope that you enjoy^-^! This story is also on my quotev account under the profile name Darkened Warrior.

After six new boys meet (Y/n), they begin an unhealthy obsession over the female and soon take it too far. There's not much chance of her escaping their thoughts or hands but she's definitely going to try when she's had enough.

Strange. (Y/n) felt eyes on her back, piercing into her soul, but every time she turned, there was nothing there. It came out of nowhere and always lingered its gaze on her. Well, it had always been there, but, this time, it came from some new transfer students. She thought everything would be fine; that she would be able to get through it like she always did. But she was wrong. The days counted down until - one way or another - her inevitable imprisonment came calling. * As of 20 May 2024, this book has been rewritten up to Chapter 70. There are 7 more chapters to go (6 of those being the endings). Things read prior to this date have been slightly changed, so it is encouraged for lore/mystery-solving readers to reread through this book *

[Tsundere and Yandere Demons x Reader] A world where demons and humans can live amongst each other. A dream that started with the Zones and continues to make progress every single day. But all grand dreams such as this can also have consequences. Its nightmares. And these nightmares come in the form of the Elitists. Remnants of a once strong demon kingdom turned avengers as they raid and pillage human communities. Only leaving behind blood and ashes all in the name of their fallen King. They leave no one alive. No one left human. Not even a once humble farmer named (Y/N). She becomes valuable to them. Needed by them. And desired by the leader who took everything from her. But she'll meet another who'll heal her back up. -Third book to Shudders. -I don't own the cover art. -Minor grammatical errors. -Mature audiences Started: February 14, 2023 Ended: July 9, 2023

[Tsundere x Reader] One second she was just a simple nurse, tending to her patients and doing her job. Just another Tuesday as she would say. Then the next she dies and wakes up to drug-addicted, violent, and bloodthirsty people (if she can even call them people) attacking her fellow colleagues and anyone who wasn't infected by a strange drug called TAP. (Y/N) gets unwillingly connected to the horrid and mishandled experiments of the large pharmaceutical company known as Satellite and is forced to put up with the rude and immature Drake Blackwell who becomes her bodyguard. She becomes an asset to the company and potentially the answer for all of the harm that Satellite has created. And all it took was a bullet to the head. #1 in scifihorror 9/3/2023 #1 in tsunderxreader 9/24/2023 - I don't own cover art - Minor grammatical errors - Mature Audiences Started: August 2, 2023 Ended: October 29, 2023

Fortuna Institute, an esteemed elite school located in present-day Manchester, England. Beautiful, breath-taking, and filled with history, no one could've imagined anything remotely wrong happening in such a revered school. Fortuna is known for producing top students, almost like a sick factory, and most of the famed politicians and world leaders have graduated from this school. And in this school, there are four boys. Those four boys are at the top of their game, the top of the social hierarchy, the alpha males, the ones no one dared to cross...you get the picture. Everyone expected great things from them. But they never expected them to fall so madly in love with one seemingly average girl. And that girl is (Y/n) White. Only, (Y/n) is not your stereotypical kind and caring protagonist of yet another yandere story. She is a girl who lacks motivation, lacks energy, and most of all, she is ALWAYS sleeping. She dislikes crowds. They are too loud. She is smart, but she hates work. She has friends, but she mostly just sleeps and let them dote on her. So when (Y/n) finds herself pulled in all directions by those four boys, what does she do? ╰ ❝tαкє му ƒσσd αηd ι'ℓℓ кιℓℓ уσυ. dιѕtυяв му ѕℓєєρ αηd ι'ℓℓ єηd уσυ.❞ Just how does one woo a person who doesn't give a damn?

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. ---

"𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺? 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰' '𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯', 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦." "𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴." --- They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living. Within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of amusement, this made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to. So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside. ---