Dying was something that Cinder never stopped to think about. Ever since he was a boy, he had grown up with death being a frequent occurrence. Death only became more prevalent by the time he had turned seventeen and joined the military. By the time he had turned 25, he had secured a high rank and had been placed in a special forces unit. However, he had also managed to tack on a hefty load of crimes, earning himself the title of a war criminal. Eventually, the question grew on him: "Why haven't I died yet?" Little did he know, three years later he would be dying of heat stroke, quietly reliving the last seven minutes of his memories. But that's just the beginning. A war criminal doesn't die that easily, especially one that's wanted by the American government. Having been revived and recovering in a South African hospital, Cinder was given two options that ultimately resulted in a guaranteed death. His first option was to be transported to America and serve a death penalty. His other option was to join the Americans in a third world war. Their goal was to kill a notorious leader in Germany who was on the brink of winning the war.

**MAY BE SENSITIVE TO READERS** Contains: - depression - PTSD - anxiety/panic attacks - suicidal thoughts - self-harm - physical abuse - verbal abuse - disturbing thoughts - smoking/vaping - suicidal attempts - drinking - etc. **DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS CONTENT OR CONTENT RELATED TO THIS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED** DESCRIPTION: Shoto Todoroki suffers from mental disorders and he struggles to keep himself from hurting himself.

Yandere X Reader *Story Excerpt: I heard footsteps behind me and giggling. I didn't think anything of it. Girls gossip very often about stuff ranging from ridiculously stupid to stuff that is actually interesting. Today I overheard some of the gossip, and it seemed to be in the stupid category. "I heard there's a new student that should be attending today." "Yeah, I heard he's super shy and quiet." "But super gorgeous!" Giggles. Yep. Stupid. ~ I shut my eyes, waiting for the impact. Instead of hitting the floor, I felt something wrap itself around my waist, pulling me upward. 'Da fuke?' I turned around, coming face to face with someone unfamiliar. I eyed him, not recognizing him in the slightest. 'Oh, must be the new guy.' I didn't know how long it had been, but he was still holding onto me. "Hey, thanks, let go now." His sapphire eyes flashed down to his arms that were still around me. He quickly snatched them away. "Oh, yeah. Um, sorry," He said, scratching behind his neck. Whatever. He saved me from hitting the floor. Okay. He kept his arms around my waist for an extended period of time. Not okay. *Story Info: After having met a cute boy at school, the reader quickly strikes a bond with her fellow classmate. But as things get serious, his obsession over her leads to uncontrolled violence... *A/N: I'd like to apologize in advance for anything that makes you totally uncomfortable. I included a lot of strong themes that are not at all family friendly. I'll include lil' warnings at the beginning of any chapter that I think includes one of these sensitive themes. I know not everyone wants to read messed up crap, so I really am sorry in advance. I write whatever pops in my head and unfortunately, it's not always pretty. *Warning: This story contains tons of violence, sexual situations/themes, mature language, and some straight up smut. It was uncomfortable for me to write, so to my dear readers, I'm very sorry.

Y/N moves to a small town in Illinois known by the name of Haddonfield, where a famous serial killer calls home. When Y/N has a confrontation with Michael Myers, she quickly develops feeling for him. Will Y/N, who has lived through so much heartbreak, find love in this serial killer? Will Michael love Y/N? Many unexpected things will happen, and many pasts will be lived once more... This story is my very own, but the cover art does not belong to me. Thank you.