Book 1- Breakdown of Humanity "Had I upset someone in a previous life? Why must I fall in love with a man with such dark and twisted thrills? I imagined a group of angels in the sky, watching over me and laughing at my torment. " It's roaring 20s in New Orleans, but glitz and glamour isn't the only thing lining the vibrant streets. A serial killer is on the loose, and Aurora seems to be caught up in the middle of all it. Her best friend Alastor also appears to be gaining some unwanted attention. Will Aurora uncover the truth before she falls completely in love with him? ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ This story contains graphic content, mature themes, violence and sexual scenes. Enjoy 😊

☆ DISCLAIMER: this story was written before the Hazbin Hotel show released (it's YEARS old)! Therefore, this story is not lore accurate or character accurate. Also the writing's kind of shit. ☆ [] COMPLETED [] "Do you swear that you'll keep your promise?" "Yes. I will keep my promise." "Swear it." "I swear that I'll keep my promise to never leave you, and never let you be taken away from me, (Y/N)." ☆ This is a Hazbin Hotel story. I do not own any of the characters or settings, except for (Y/N). ☆ ☆ Female reader; sorry dudes! ☆ ☆ Does get mature during certain chapters! ☆

You just wanted to unwind from the stress of work and having to interact with other people. You didn't expect to find someone unconscious in the woods. Especially one that had no memory of who they were or how they got there. Despite this issue, you take them in and try to help them the best you can. But what happens when their memories return and you become their new obsession until they can return home? Slow Progress may change into Mature later on

WARNING! Extreme slow burn. If you can't handle it, don't read this one. Soulmate AU where you have the same mark on your body as your soulmate, and if your soulmate dies, you die too. Alastor needs to make sure that his soulmate is safe so he can continue his reign - whatever that takes. Though it looks like we have some secrets of our own... (Yes there will be smut at some point) **I do not own many of these characters as they come from Hazbin Hotel. The artwork on the cover is NOT mine**

How were you supposed to know a dusty old book would actually do something? Sure, life sucked for you, but you were NOT desperate enough to believe in religion and stuff. Magic, religion, hope, all of that was for those who haven't survived the hell you're in. All you had done was find an old book in your stepfather's study. A place that was supposed to be off limits to you. He was out so why not poke about? You didn't believe in magic, this is the real world, not some fantasy. Doesn't explain how you ended up here, but let's go from the top shall we? From the moments before you picked that dusty book up and ended up in New Orleans during the roaring 20's, meeting such a handsome radio host~ Warnings: Abuse (of like all the kinds-), drugs, underage drinking, not beta-read, darkfic. Disclaimer: No way will this be as good as most of my works works. This is my brain on brain-rot, either way it may still be a good read

(COMPLETE) One moment alive, and the next, sent straight to Hell. Do you belong in hell? Was your act of self defence really worth being sent to hell? You meet some strange people, and get rather close to them. You have a chance to get sent to Heaven, but will you take it? Will you find the love of your afterlife in hell? What's will happen? How will you learn to survive?

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄🥀 "𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠..." 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟. 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬?" ✳✳✳ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡... Y/N Morde is the daughter of Zestial Morde, a force to be reckoned with, yet her fate orchestrated not by her own hands. To prove herself worthy and capable of bringing power to the Morde family name without the arrangements of marriage, Y/N strives to twist and manipulate Alastor, to be the first and only one to destroy the infamous Radio Demon. Though plans take a turn for the worse when a forbidden connection begins to form between the man she's told not to trust... ------------------ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒🥀 #1 in oldenglish #1 in roses #1 in deerdemon #2 in romeoandjuliet #1 in yandere #1 in hazbinhotel #1 in USA #1 in darkromance 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃| 2/6/2024 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃| 10/28/2025 ----------------- 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆🥀 Vulgar language, violence, little sexual content⚠️

"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.)

Hello fellow deer simps welcome to my oneshots book featuring the one, the only, radio demon. (Disclaimer/Warning: MATURE AND POSSIBLY DISTURBING CONTENT. That includes but isn't limited to drug and alcohol use, sexual content, triggering topics, violence and gore, basically material that is not suitable for *all* audiences. 18+!!! Proceed with caution, you have been warned.)

PLEASE READ: THIS IS A REIMAGINED HASHING OF A STORY I HAVE ALREADY WRITTEN. "All is Fair in Love and War" was my first Alastor X Reader story I ever wrote and published, and as much as I love it I kept thinking of how much my writing has improved since then and couldn't help but give it a rewrite. The original is still available under the same name (if you read it already and this looks familiar, that's why) but I wanted to try and give this another go for those who were interested. (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 l own hazbin hotel, and I certainly don't own you the reader.