How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

"be careful of what you wish for." ━━━━━ yandere! male! other mother x reader -in which sweet little you falls into the trap of a tall, dark and handsome stranger who can't help but fall for you too. highest ranking on tags: #1 on coraline

PUBLISHED - Stolen in broad daylight on her way home from school, for Ava Hanlon, the nightmare is only just beginning. So young and achingly naïve, Ava is no match for her depraved new master, Father Mathew Aaron, a well-respected priest and a man hellbent on consuming her innocence to the very last drop. There is no hope. No light. There is only Callum. A troubled, tormented young man imprisoned in the same room as her. As each day slips by without rescue, all that is left is this fierce, dark entity stirring between them-something far more threatening to her virtue than even Father Aaron's obsessive game. Something so powerful, it may just make her want to stay for keeps. A dark psychological romance that's full of twists and turns you won't see coming!

He's obsessed with you, that's what you want right? ⚠️ All these characters are mine and therefore not a fan fiction! These are my original work and copy right will not be tolerated ⚠️ Buy the story in my bio!

What can a slave girl do when she's but a pawn in a game of kings? Sent to infiltrate the enemy kingdom as the new bride of the King of Palandyre, Cinclair has only one goal in mind: the prize is her freedom, the price is his life, and the task is murder. But the man she must kill ignites in her a fire she cannot quench, sends her blood racing with the first flash of his grin and the tilt of his brow, and it feels like a dagger in her gut to see him falling for a mask she wears and the lies she's spun, because one more day his passion grows means one less day that he may live. As stakes climb higher and the war drums pound louder outside the castle walls, the hour of his death draws unforgivably near. But the heart cannot kill what the heart beats for... and her heart beats for his. [ cover by @VaineLuchia ]

❛ he had loved her for years, centuries, eons even. he had loved her from the very first touch, from the very first word upon her sweet lips. ❜ all grayson had ever wanted was his chryssie.

How unfortunate of you to wake up with no recollections about anything at all. Not even memories about yourself. Luckily, a nameless man who claimed that he's your oh-so-loving husband is there to protect you from the abysmal horrors of the world. He would have gotten you fooled if it wasn't for the appearances of boarded windows or the fact that he keeps you in the dark-figuratively. You're going to find out who you were before your memory loss. However, your mission proves itself to be a challenge especially with 'Husband' hovering over you, watching your every move. Will you ever solve the mystery of who you are? Most impressive ranks: #1 in YanderexReader on 19th April 2021, #1 in Originalcharacters in 1st August 2021 ||[YANDERE X READER]||

"What good is that beautiful face if you can't even please your man?" 𝑭𝒐𝒓 18+ 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔. (𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻) #1𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 #1𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ━━❅━━ Warning: This story might contain explicit content unsuitable for younger readers. Proceed at your own risk, as this author's work is notoriously addictive, and you might develop an intense obsession with her vividly crafted characters. ... "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a silken caress as his hands continued to knead her dainty feet. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" Her eyes fluttered down in shyness, and she shook her head. She detested it when he ignored her. "I won't, husband." "Good. Now, it's time for another punishment." Her eyes widened. "W-What punishment, husband?" He said nothing, merely pulling her down and pinning her to the desk. Half her body leaned on the flat surface, her bottom provocatively arched. "This is your original punishment, darling." He would no longer restrain himself.

Il Salvatore Vol.1 (المُخَلِّص) حين تغوص طالبة فنون في حياة استاذها وجنونه العبقري بعد نحتها لتمثال يشبهه، فيقودها نحو لغز عجيب لاكتشاف ذاتها الخفية، فتصبح لا تميز بين واقعها وخيالها- ••• "انا كل شيء عاقل مجنون" "ان تكلمت بمنطق كافٍ، فستفقد عقلك" ♔ 4/27/2016 - 10/15/2016 3:00 P.M. +عن الخيال الابداعي المجنون..