🚨 IMPROVED WITH 150K NEW WORDS🚨 When the Supreme Leader captures you, he has every intention of stealing intel from your mind and killing you with the cruelest stroke imaginable. But upon carrying you to his shuttle, there's a shift. An obsessive, unhinged shift. Something that elicits an insatiable need to have you. And make no mistake, Kylo Ren always gets what he wants.

When a young but bright girl is on her destined path to take her vows to unite with the Lord and become a nun of the church, she must prove her worth first for a whole year and spend her time enlightening the tormented patients of White-Ivy Manor, where insanity lingers. Overtime, all she wants is to bathe in the light of virtuous reverence, but the darkness always seems to capture her motives - especially when a new patient arrives at White-Ivy and she cannot seem to pry away from his haunting, good-looks and the burning devotion in her heart which tortures the weakening commitment to her Lord. "There's no such thing as insanity for a mortal, it's merely just the devil's touch." → Read Introduction for a Detailed Summary. → Reader!Insert (Without the Y/N.) → Erotic / Smut Included. → A Kylo Ren FanFiction.

"People like us don't get happy endings darlin'," he says, slowly lifting his arm with a finger already on the trigger. "Too bad," you breathe, thumb quivering as you pull back the hammer of your gun. Without hesitation, you both fire in unison. The shots crack through the air as one, inseparable. ============== You are part of an elite team of criminals for hire. Your current mission brings you to Colorado Springs, where a certain detective, undaunted and resolute, is now determined to bring you all to justice. (Flip x cis female reader)

"Don't move." Kylo's hand slides around your waist, carefully pulling you away from danger and into his chest. As calmly as possible, he draws his sword out of its scabbard and circles the blade towards the sky, holding it diagonal across your body as a protective measure he knows is currently pointless. "When I yell run," he murmurs, deep voice rumbling beside your head. "Run to Vic..." You nod slowly, frightened eyes fixed on the giant tentacle snaking its way through the destroyed deck. "...and don't look back." ===================== It is 1720. Kylo Ren has one thing on his mind, the missing treasure of Exegol that has mystified the pirate guild for centuries. To get it, he learns he needs the key to the Wayfinder. You. You have run away from home. Working as a barmaid, you are trying to save up enough money to leave London. Except you long for more, and soon, an offer is waiting on the horizon that is too tempting to ignore. (kylo x cis female reader)

You're an aspiring director who just moved to New York City. You are inexperienced and eager and thrilled to get an internship with Charlie Barber's theater company and a job as his son's babysitter. You need these opportunities for your future career almost as much as you need Charlie himself. And he needs you. Of course, it's not that easy, it never is. { This fic is based off the 2019 film, 'A Marriage Story'. It takes place at some point before the film begins. If you are not comfortable with themes that revolve around cheating/affairs or getting involved with your boss, this is not the story for you! } *18+ only!

(This story is in serious need of edits! There is one use of 'y/n' in the first chapter but it doesn't appear again. MY WRITING IS ASS UNTIL SEVERAL CHAPTERS IN!) You are dating Armitage Hux, the mob boss (Snoke)'s right hand man. But when Kylo Ren, the underboss of the mafia, returns from his time away, you soon become a pawn in their game of money, power, and glory. "You talk lots about God Freedom comes from the call But that's not what this bitch wants Not what I want at all I want money, power and glory" *This is a modern alternate universe. I don't claim to have an intensive knowledge of mafia/mob life but I do my best to do my research. There may be some inconsistencies between real life organized crime and what is depicted in the story. Just have an open mind and have fun with it! ** this is a story for 18+ people!

You are the epitome of everything Kylo Ren hates: a wild, superficial, and very tempting party girl. And Kylo Ren is the epitome of everything that scares you: a cold, rich, and successful powerhouse of an author. When Professor Ren moves in next door and you become one of his students, the two of you can't ignore the pull you have to each other. It becomes very clear that you are both much more than your first impressions implied. You are everything the other person needs. "Because you're young, you're wild, you're free You're dancing circles around me You're fucking crazy Oh, you're crazy for me" ------ This is an Alternate Universe fan fiction in which Kylo Ren is your professor and sugar daddy. If those power imbalances make you uncomfortable, then this is not the fic for you. Kylo is not very nice in the beginning but he turns very soft eventually. This is a slow burn with plenty of angst and spicy-ness. [Read introduction for more info/warnings].

Kylo Ren is infamous. He is known for being destructive, selfish, sadistic, and in some circles: respected. Regardless of his reputation, he happens to be the religious Sith Empire's most loyal knight. With his status and his devotion to the higher power of the Force, Kylo could have anything he wants. But when he meets you, a cunning and intriguing servant of Lord Hux, he discovers that he only has eyes for you. The moment that Kylo Ren sees you, he has to have you. When it comes to the story of your life, your past is a blank page. Sir Ren is the only one who knows the words to fill the empty space. You have a dark heart, like mine Things that you've seen in done time Let me love you, let me touch you Let me show you, you'll be fine [This is a Star Wars AU in which Kylo Ren is a knight in a dystopian medevial-like universe. Please read the introduction before beginning the story to learn more about the background and the necessary warnings. For mature audiences only. 18+]

There are eight billion people in the world. You are one of them: An unstable journalist who spends her free time ranting about the latest local crime on her anonymous podcast. There is also Doctor Kylo Ren: Saving lives by day as a leading neurosurgeon and taking lives by night as the city's most elusive serial killer. You need to uncover a groundbreaking story, and Kylo Ren needs someone to reveal his. With a sick obsession with your internet persona and the desire to form a connection, Kylo will do anything to ensure you become his. Even if he has to kill for it. ~~~ Doctor Ren will see you now... ~~~ THIS STORY IS FOR THOSE WHO ARE 18+. This fic will deal with dark themes and is not a typical or healthy love story. I don't condone the actions of the characters I write, and I am creating this for entertainment. There will be warnings at the beginning of each chapter but general warnings include: (stalking, kidnapping, violence, emotional manipulation, etc...)

Vampire!Kylo x OC love story. Inspired by BBC's Dracula. Also inspired by Austen's Pride & Prejudice. He's been stalking this earth long since civilisations can possibly fathom. Before records even began. He sneers at the fact that this pitiful young world has only just begun to see his reign of it. He's dined with moguls, emperors, princes. He's consorted with bloodthirsty ruthless Queens in their courts, and whispered into the ears of powerful King's, whose names still echo through millennia. In his myriad of centuries gifted to his immortal self he's been many many things. He's been a lowly pauper. A crusading knight. An assassin. A sell sword. A soldier. A wanderer. A simpering suitor and a voracious unyielding lover. Aimlessly lost in time- besieging this earth. Ripping it apart and drinking what's left. He was made in the hinterland between snow and dirt and pine trees. Crusted with ash and blood and gouged from battle. Born anew. Sired from the hell-mouth of war. He was made in 789 AD. Lord Ren will come undone, one bitter winter night, in England, in 1816.