Yandere Hashira X Female Reader Yandere Kimetsu no yaiba x Female Reader Yandere Demon Slayer x Female Reader y/n wakes up in a dark forest with no memory of who she is. She was saved from being attacked by a demon but her Savior the Hashira soon become her tormentors. This is an all out war to possess y/n what Hashira will win? Continue reading to find out. ⚠️Warning⚠️ story contains stalking, assault, gore, sexual harassment, manipulation

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

I ... I didn't even knew I was going to marry him till yesterday. I have no way to go now. I can't be stuck in loveless marriage, I can never marry a person who doesn't love me. I don't love him either. There is no point of this arrangement. How even he managed to get me here all dressed up anyways? My legs stuck to the ground as I was in front of him, He is a Ruthless man, he never ever can be kind. He barely speaks, No one speaks good about him. How can I marry a person as Him? I noticed he had a glance at me as my father was about to pass him my hand. What am I doing? Am I ready to let this happen to me? My feet moved back, I saw sudden change in his eyes. I had a glance at my Dad and Mom. My Elder brother Isaac who was standing there beside my Mom. My eyes went to Riccardo as he called my name, "Cherish ..." I got shivers. I took a few steps back, at this point everyone was looking at me. Riccardo looks me with some kind of betrayed feeling. Now or never..... THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLET, ABUSIVE SCENES AND LANGUAGE.... PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU CAN NOT HANDLE IT All copyrights are reserved

When a beautiful African girl just starting her adulthood is kidnapped from her country and sold off to the Mafia, her life does a full 360. Will she be able to cope? ############### *She quickly gets on her knees and bows in front of me. "What are you atoning for?" I ask "I b-broke your cologne. I didn't mean to. I s-swear, it was a mistake. I was wiping the counter and I didn't see it, all I saw was the bottle broken on the floor and the carpet wet." She explains panicky. "And?" I ask trying not to sound amused. The sight in front of me is pleasing. The things I do to women on thier knees "I accept whatever punishment the Don gives" she says*

[Ongoing] 18+ Novel - Reverse Harem She gave them everything. They gave her nothing. In the end, she died for men who never even wanted her. In her first life, she was the villainess fiancée who lived and breathed for three beautiful heirs-their shadow, their shield, their fool. She destroyed anyone who dared get close to them, certain they would one day be hers. But the truth was cruel: they adored someone else while she was left to rot in jealousy and despair. Scorned and humiliated, she ended her life with only one wish-never to love them again. But fate laughs at vows. Reborn to the past, she swears to live only for herself. No more chasing. No more begging. No more crawling for scraps of affection. This time, she will rise above them and when the time comes, she's ready to walk away forever. Except now... It's different. __________________________________ Book #3 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in secondlife (27/08/25) #1 in player(01/09/25) #1 in villainess(01/09/25) #1 in yandere (31/08/25) #1 in mxmxmxf (31/08/25) #2 in strongfmc (31/08/25) #1 in secondlife (29/08/25) #2 in obsession (31/08/25) #5 in reincarnation (31/08/25) #5 in reverseharem (31/08/25) #3 in ceo (01/09/25) #6 in billionaire (01/09/25) #2 in transmigration (01/09/25)

"strip!", Jungkook Jeon boomed, his voice thunderous, his command absolute, "you're my wife, I love you enough to not care if you hate me" Her face flamed red, a single word from her; and now he was treating her like this? A tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it. Jungkook's eyes followed it, his own jaw twitching, "I said, strip!", he roared again, louder this time, angerier. She lowered her eyes, her trembling fingers rising to obey. Piece by piece, her clothes fell to the floor. And then he was there, pushing her onto the bed with a force that made the mattress dip, caging her in with his shadow. His thick, angry, already hard length pressed against her, and without warning, "I love you", he said, slamming into her hard, "I fucking love you", he repeated, grinding harder. Harsher. She gasped, her breath ripped from her lungs, her very core shaking with the force of him. Each thrust, each climax wringing her dry like a cloth, yet he never stopped. And, no, Jungkook Jeon would not stop. He will love her, until his blood ran dry, until he gave his last, until she couldn't take him. If she would not yield, he would not relent. Because that's who he was, 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱. And that's who she was, 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁. ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ 𝗕𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘, 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞, 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝟮𝟭+ 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘. #1 obsessedhusband #10 jjk

(Completed) Carrying the bag pack, I run. I run from the man I love. The man who is the father of my unborn children. I brush past the security check, giving my ticket to the girl sitting outside the entry of the plane. She smiles at me. Fake. I smile back and pull the ticket from her outstretched hand, and rush to the entrance of the plane. That's weird. The whole plane is empty. I turn back, and there he is. Adrian Donati, my husband, the love of my life. "Please don't stop on my account." He says pinning me with his piercing greys. I look around. Escape tattooed in my brain. But I find none. "What did you think, that you could run from me and take my children with you?" He says getting up as he buttons his suit jacket. "They are not yours. You lost any right over them when you left me at the altar. Now they're just mine." I say, all sense leaving me. "Oh I got all rights over them, since the day my sperm made them up. And kitten, you're still my wife remember. This is not over." He says walking close to me. Way too close. Pulling me close by my waist, he rests his head on the crook of my neck, his lips brushing my skin ever so lightly as he speaks. "Quit running from me and come home. You're straining yourself and my children." He says as if it is the most normal thing to do. Savannah Greene. Hot-headed girl, whose seen her adoptive parents die right before her. All she wants in life is a good future for her adoptive brother Jackson, and freedom from her abusive aunt, Maria. Adrian Donati. Man of power and control. Has looks that can make you drop your panties. And gets what he wants, by hook or crook. And he loves his company above all. When these two meet, electricity cracks and sparks fly. Lips meet, hearts break, and profanities fly. But in the end will love save them both? Book one of the Billionaire Bad Boy Series. (Contains mature scenes and swearing.) #1 Ceo 21 October 2018 Copyright ©️ Eleanor Wilson.