PLEASE READ: THIS IS A REIMAGINED HASHING OF A STORY I HAVE ALREADY WRITTEN. "All is Fair in Love and War" was my first Alastor X Reader story I ever wrote and published, and as much as I love it I kept thinking of how much my writing has improved since then and couldn't help but give it a rewrite. The original is still available under the same name (if you read it already and this looks familiar, that's why) but I wanted to try and give this another go for those who were interested. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **Warning, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that otherwise might not be suitable for all audiences. (18+!!!!!!! Cannot stress that enough.) Several chapters with juicy adult content, if you don't like smut maybe don't read this, but if you insist there will be warnings at the top of each raunchy chapter. You have been warned.** I do not own the characters nor do l own hazbin hotel, and I certainly don't own you the reader.

A vengeful soul on Earth is damned for eternity in Hell and there resumes her sadistic fun, becoming well known and recruited as an overlord. But ghosts of her past seem to catch up to her as she visits the Happy Hotel for work. What's in store for our dear reader and what will become of her and her new deer acquaintance? (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **Warning, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that otherwise might not be suitable for all audiences. (18+!!!!!!! Cannot stress that enough.) Several chapters with juicy adult content, if you don't like smut maybe don't read this, but if you insist there will be warnings at the top of each raunchy chapter. You have been warned.** I do not own the characters nor do I own hazbin hotel, and I certainly don't own you the reader. (I do have brief say over appearance and overlord alias, but I'll try not to mention it a hundred times okie thxx) Rankings: #1 in AlastorXReader and #2 in Radiodemon several times

Landing a rather unexpected stroke of luck by finding you, The Princess of Hell requests your aid for providing entertainment for her new passion project. However tension and intrigue arise when you and a certain member of the hotel staff can't seem to stay out of each other's way. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **WARNING, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that may not be suitable for all audiences.** I do not own any characters of hazbin hotel, and of course I don't own you the reader. ***Disclaimer: the demonic appearance/type has a specific description however please feel free to imagine something different or more to your liking.

This is the second part of my other story thats called rewrite the stars, So if you haven't read that one go check it out please! Part 2: Y/n was living her happy life with her husband and daughter but new love sparks everywhere and before Y/n can do anything to fix it, it's already too late

Every few months, people get visions of their soulmate's eyes. Most people meet their soulmate while they are alive. Yours, however, does not exist on earth. He's from the past, and only after death can you meet your one and only. • ¥ • I don't own the cover art.

Hi y/n! This is obviously a Alastor X reader. Like always I don't do smut, lemons, limes, or any other dirty minded stuff. But it dose have some older language. Y/n Magne. The younger sister of Charlie Magne. Yet people don't know you as the second princess Of hell because you don't want them to. You'd rather go make a name for yourself. The only people that know are you, Charlie, and your mom and dad. And once again unlike your sister you aren't as... Hyper as she is. And you definitely don't believe in the hotel. But for her you'll put up an act. And your best friend is the one and only Angle Dust. And you are known as "The Reaper Demon"

New Orleans, Louisiana, 1929 In order to provide for her two younger brothers, (Y/N) does what she must to put food on the table. Even if it means working for a slimy mobster. Afraid of the consequences she would face if she chose to leave for a better life, she meets a charming stranger who seems to have a rather interesting hobby. Mature Content: Please be aware that this story references drugs, drug abuse, cursing, sex, sexual themes, blood, gore, violence, possible self harm, distressing topics, and of course fluff and angst, etc. If any of these cause any triggers, this might not be the story for you. Chapters that have strong themes and references to any of the above will be marked with a warning. The plot to this story is mine. This story started out as an idea that I've been messing with for a long time and finally put into words. It fit perfectly with a character like Alastor (who belongs to Vivziepop) The characters in this story (not related to Hazbin) are mine. (Y/N is you!) I like accuracy, but not everything is going to be spot on with the time period. I always love hearing feedback. If anyone catches an error, please feel free to let me know. I write this story for fun, but also for your enjoyment. I love getting feedback and I love interacting with you guys as readers, so don't be shy, leave a comment. I do not own Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss or any of the characters of these shows. They belong to Vivienne Medrano (Vivziepop). The artwork for this story was made by ThatSaltyBobcat. Check them out on Instagram and twitter! I'd like to thank them so much for the beautiful piece! They do amazing work if you want to check them out and support them! ~Please do not copy art that does not belong to you, artists work very hard for the amazing pieces they create. Copying or editing art and claiming it as your own is considered stealing.~

Cover done by AddictedReader-Chan Thank you for the cover, love it. Y/n is the strongest demon in hell, in fact she is number one overlord of all hell, yet no one has ever seen her. She is a very cherry and playful demon and always holds on to a silver parasol ( a parasol is a see through umbrella that is used to block out the sun). After over 90 years since she hid herself and her turf away, she gets a call from her old friend Charlie asking her for a favour and y/n agrees. Upon arrival she catches the eyes of the radio demon and he become interested in her. I don't own any of the hazbin characters they belong to vivezpop, please suport her, The parasol demon is a charater I created, I know Alastor is asexual so no hate comments please, also I'm dyslexic but very creative so if theres any spelling misstakes sorry, if any of the hazbin crew read this, I hope you enjoy it and I got the characters right.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: This story was written and published before the first season was fully released! Details and revelations after the pilot episode were not known and this book is based on information known prior to the announcement of S1. ~~~ In your mortal life you were the well known Voodoo Queen of New Orleans during the 20s. You didn't exactly have a side when it came to good and bad... working with dark voodoo and occasionally helping the police, a deal with poor souls here and there, you were pretty neutral. But now you were in hell, known as the Voodoo Queen overlord, fancy title, you had to admit... However your stance on good and bad did stay the same, you didn't kill for territory, you only did what you had to to keep your title and that was that. ~~~ All characters belong to Vivziepop! Y/n belongs to you! If any characters are mine I will say so!

"You must be her." The gentleman in the center said. His already present smile widening into a toothy grin as he tipped his hat to you. "Enchantée." You recognized his voice as the man who had been doing most of the talking. "Who are you?" You choked out. "You may call me Alastor." He answered simply. "You're going to be coming with us, alright?" "I'm not going anywhere." You said with a sharp tongue and narrowed eyes. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter." The man sighed. Leather gloved hands brushed back a strand of his hair out of the way of his eyes. Looking over to the taller, more silent fellows of the trio before you he lowered his tone. "Get her in the car. Make sure no one outside is around to see." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is not your typical Alastor fic, in the sense that in this story he's also a mob boss and not just a radio host. If you're familiar with my work this shouldn't come as too much of a shock but this is probably going to be a very dark tale, that will touch up on some serious life issues and matters that may or may not be suitable/appropriate for all settings and audiences. 18+, graphic depictions such as violence, crude language, substance use/abuse, sexual themes and content, and triggering scenarios ensue: proceed with caution. I own absolutely zero hazbin characters and I certainly don't own you the reader. (Who I write as fem, apologies in advance.)