THIS HAS SOME TRIGGERS PLEASE BE AWARE OF THAT! "Do you promise to never leave my side?" You hesitate to answer his question, his closeness making it harder to breathe. "Y/n.. did you hear me?" "Yes Alastor, I'll never leave your side." • • • • Murdered in the forest at age 18- y/n was greeted at the gates of hell.. with no recollections of how you managed to ended up in such a place, you're taken to liking by a young man named Alastor.. is he a friend or a foe? • • • • DISCLAIMERS- nudity, harsh language, violence, traumatic experiences, assault, possibly light smut, use of drugs and Alcohol. female reader x Alastor • • Vivziepop owns Hazbin Hotel- and characters • Art/music isn't mine- unless I say it is :-)

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.

"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.)

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.

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

Y/n was born in heaven and nothing ever happened. Her being the only daughter of god was pretty special, but in reality she just wanted to be somewhere else or be someone else. She always wanted to go to hell for some reason and when that mysteriously happens she finds herself not wanting to go back to heaven. She Finds new friends, new family and even new love for a powerful demon. But Will she choose Love or Family when the decision is hers? Warning: Sensitive topics and swear words

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

⚠️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. ~~~ Hell... apparently it exists! But... so do the Hazbin Hotel characters? Getting hit by car was a hell of a death... though at first you thought it was a coma or dream considering you landed... in hell... in front of the fictional Happy Hotel... ~~~ All characters belong to Vivziepop!

⚠️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!

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.