Summary; Set about 10 years after the release of Hazbin hotels first season release, you die and are transported to Hell. Mostly likely due to the few.. dozen... maybe hundred campers and poachers you've killed on your own nature preserve. Upon your death you realize that you are in fact in the universe of Hazbin Hotel, right at the end of the pilot. You end up as part of the residents, inevitably crossing paths with Alastor. How will this predicament go? Subscribe to my newsletter for announcements on my ongoing works and more: https://artiranth.substack.com/ Disclaimers PLZ READ: Major spoilers for literally everything Hazbin. You have been warned. COVER ART IS NOT MINE! found here: https://www.redbubble.com/i/poster/Hazbin-Hotel-Alastor-by-seyd-art/98281808.LVTDI All characters and concept belong to Vivziepop. Also big shoutout to this work and its creator: https://www.wattpad.com/story/302135726-all-is-fair-in-love-and-war-alastor-x-reader as it 100% encouraged me to write this, as well as given me a bit inspiration for some scenes. If you like my story check theirs out also. (Though the overall concept and vibe is very different) **** MOST IMPORTANTLY **** LEMONS PRESENT. I REPEAT LEMONS PRESENT. I fully understand some people dislike any type of lemons with Alastor due to his in-show identity as ace. That is perfectly valid. This will include a bit of a "parallel timeline" trope so its not really the shows Alastor if that makes it any better for you. Otherwise disclaimers will be present or just skip this one entirely.

Moving into a new house on your own is never easy. Aria moves away from the city into a new home, deep within the forest on the outskirts of the small Louisiana town she grew up in. She never heard the stories of the old rickety house, she only saw the price tag and figured it was too good to pass up. One night is all it takes for her to realize why the price was so pretty. ** Hazbin hotel and Alastor of course belong to Viv. Aria and any art pieces in this book belong to me. The cover belongs to me.

Alastor x OC Valerie LaFleur, ruthless, elegant woman. In life? A manager who promises the world to those willing to sign with her, of course those are just promises. Also, she helps out her husband, Alastor, with his nightly activities. Maybe or better yet, most surely that's why they both wind up in hell. More together than ever as it seems. English is not my first language so there could be a mistake or two. Hope you like the story, thanks for reading.

For Fawn, life was normal. As a 21 year old college student living on her own, she's doing pretty decent with the cards she's been dealt. Who knew that one dusty old box from 1925 could rattle her world and take her back in time to experience first hand the bloody past of old New Orleans? In a panic to fix her mistake, she shakes hands with death himself, and seals her fate. Now, her clock is running down, and time is not on her side as she races to figure out a way home. ** Any art in this book belongs to me. The cover belongs to me. Fawn belongs to me. Alastor and any other hazbin hotel related character belongs to Viv.

Another century, another master. Another day, another transfer. You have been in hell long enough to remember a time when it was beautiful. But your stay has not been pleasant due a very coveted ability you possess. After centuries under the thumb of Paimon, by a stroke of luck you meet Lucifer at a party, an old acquaintance of yours. Leading you to be now "employed" at the Hazbin Hotel, run by his daughter and crossing paths with certain gorgeous red-clad demon. One who seemed to be hiding a secret...... that to his great annoyance you are able to discern. See how you figuring out his secret unfolds in this story, set right after the end of the first season of Hazbin Hotel. Subscribe to my newsletter for announcements on my ongoing works and more: https://substack.com/@artiranth ***Lemons present, read disclaimers for more information

" My, my, I didn't know you had a gun on you, you little surprise. You really know how to handle yourself. " He chuckles softly, a smile spread across his face as he spoke. Esme gasps, " Why are you following me? " She stumbles back, pointing the gun at him, " Really? You thought my father would send me here without protection? " He scoffs and swiftly grabs the gun from her just as gracefully as he had when he was holding her close while dancing. " You're an interesting little dame, aren't you? " He chuckles, his laughter laced with mischief. He placed the chamber back in with a flick of his wrist. His gaze shifted to her as he spoke, " You might be Daddy's girl, but you don't have the gull to actually shoot. " He speaks casually. " No gull? " She repeated teasingly. She doesn't say anything, but swiftly yanks the gun away from him and nonchalantly shoots the unconscious man on the floor - square in the head. His jaw clicked as he clenched it tightly, his eyes flickered a faint crimson as his smile grew wider. " You're full of surprises, aren't you? " He pauses, " I like that. " ~ (Please be aware that strong language will be used. There will be references to substance abuse, physical abuse, assault, murder, gore, etc.) TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip with needed! (A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction using an OC. All rights for characters associated with Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivziepop. :) ) TAG RANKINGS #1 Prohibition 5/27/24 #1 Alastor Hartfelt 6/3/24 #1 Lucifer Morningstar 6/15/24 #2 Alastor Hartfelt 5/31/24 #8 Alastor (6/27/24) #1 Hazbin Hotel OC 8/10/24