She wants to be taken under his wing. He is hesitant. Y/N doesn't fit in her world, the human world. She finds thrills in things she shouldn't be finding. The secret she keeps ultimately leads her to demanding that rapist creepypasta to take her under his wing. A deal is made, and slowly her sanity slips. ----------- "Your not even gone, what makes you think I'd want you?" He queered as he teleported away from me and back to the darkness of the alleyway. "How about I make you a deal? You work with me for a few months, and if in that time you don't go crazy, you can do whatever you wish, stay with me, leave I don't really care. But if you do go crazy, you become another little whore in my home, deal?" My breath became erratic, my head pounded from the adrenaline. This was happening. A bargain was being struck. "Deal." I reached out my hand to shake. Instead of the hand I was expecting to feel, his tendrils grabbed my arm and pulled me into the shadows and soon I felt his hand in my chest. -- Since this is a sexual Offenderman fanfic, obviously it will have lots of sexual content (I mean it's in his name). If you do not wish to read sexual content look for another book! Anyway I hope you enjoy it😊

Just a book full of Andy Biersack smut! They are usually quite lengthy since I like to write a short story around it. I also take requests, and all you have to do for that is come up with a bit of a plot, and REQUEST IT IN THE DESIGNATED CHAPTER!! And if you don't like the way that I write these, the solution is quite simple: don't read them.

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

Elizabeth's life was hard enough as it was being placed in foster care when she was barely a year old, but when she was 6 a happy and loving couple adopted her. She thought life was great until Clair came along, her parents stopped caring about her because they finally had a child of their own, they forgot to feed her the game Clair all of her things and gave her Elizabeth's room, she moved into the basement and then on her sixteenth birthday she found out her parents sold her to the Vanders. Now she's leaving her home, moving in with complete strangers, and marrying one of their sons. But there's more to this family then there seems, something that's not normal.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.