A prophecy followed Dmitri Volkov like a curse. It claimed he carried the soul of Olkov, the first vampire, a creature so ancient that even legends faltered when speaking his name. Dmitri never cared for prophecies, but the world did. His parents feared what lived in him. His people bowed to him. One wrong look from him could decide who survived the night. Still, there was a truth he never admitted. He wanted the bond his kind had lost. The kind of love that could break an immortal in half and rebuild him. He mocked it when he saw it in others, but he longed for it in silence. He sat hidden in the darkest corner of his Russian club, bourbon sharp on his tongue, bass shaking the floor under his boots. The room pulsed with heat and sin, but none of it touched him. Then it came. A scent. Soft. Warm. Alive. It hit him so hard his chest tightened. His guards tensed as he sat forward, hair falling from his face. The noise faded. The crowd blurred. He followed the scent like it pulled him by the spine. A voice followed it. Gentle. Shy. Tinged with irritation. It slid through the room and wrapped around him like a tether. His eyes found her. Red hair cascading to her waist. Golden skin lit up by the neon glow. A camera at her side. She stood in a world she did not belong to, unaware of the predator watching her from the shadows. He begged her to turn. She did. Their eyes met, and her soft gasp shattered something inside him. For the first time in centuries, Dmitri Volkov felt his dead heart try to wake. * I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE *

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡." In the shadowed halls of the Imperial Palace, where beauty is currency and silence is survival, one humble lady-in-waiting captures the eye of a man too noble for his throne. But in a world ruled by tradition and secrets, how long can a bond built on truth remain untouched? Some silences speak louder than any affection.

[ Yandere! Emperor! x Female! Reader! ] The Emperor of Intuuin is bloodthirsty and dangerous. The Emperor has taken over every single other kingdom, country and nation known to man. The world lays in the clutch of his hands, mercilessly and dangerously. [Name] is just an innocent and impotent embroiderer, skilful with her hands in the art of textiles, tailoring and embroidery especially. When appointed to becoming the Emperor's private tailor, what will happen when she catches the Emperor's interest? Cover by Starfire_Vixella

王国 | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 ━ ( yandere king x fem! reader ) ━ ━ ━ ━ ➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a maid who is calm and composed in any situation catches the attention of the king, something that spells deadly consequences for not just her, but for everyone else around her ━ ━ ━ ━ ➺ mature themes and language ➺ started: april 28, 2023 ➺ republished: july 23, 2024 ➺ ended: july 23, 2024 ➺ status: completed ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - yandere #1 - yanderexreader #1 - manipulation #1 - psychological #1 - knights #1 - infatuation #1 - kingdom #2 - maid #7 - twisted #8 - romance #10 - king #23 - obsession ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐘 Ald815

𖤍 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 In the Meiji era in Japan, a time of transition where the Imperial Court struggles to maintain its power amidst rising Western influence and the ever-present grip of the Yakuza. Y/N, born into a family of loyal servants to the Imperial family, works as a maid in the Royal Palace. She has lived in the world of nobility yet remains untouched by its corruption-until she attracts the attention of Kyoto's four most powerful men in town.

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Published Dec 10th 2025 Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Octavia has only ever known pain. Locked away in her parents' basement her whole life, fed scraps, and forced to endure constant physical abuse, survival was her only goal. But when she's thrown into a secret boarding school and crosses paths with the mysterious Barlow brothers, Octavia's world begins to shift. Her curiosity might finally bring her freedom... or cost her far more than heartbreak. ⚠️ Trigger warning: This story contains themes of abuse, self-harm, and suicide.

Seventeen-year-old Aria Castellano thought she knew who she was - a scholarship student, a good daughter, a girl with simple dreams and a mother who made the world feel safe. But when her mother dies in a car accident, the life Aria knew unravels overnight. A letter. A name. A father she's never met. Now she's flying across the country to New York - to a mansion with guards at every gate, brothers who don't know what to make of her, and a father still struggling to accept the daughter he didn't know existed. Her stepmother is kind, her new home beautiful... but nothing about it feels right. At St. Augustine's Academy, power hums beneath every smile and secret. The students there were born into legacies - families bound by alliances older than the school itself, until betrayal tore them apart. Those old rivalries still live on in the halls she walks now, and Aria's arrival is stirring them all back to life. One boy in particular seems to hate her most. He's untouchable, cruel in that effortless way only someone raised in power can be. But behind the sharp words and colder eyes is something else - something that pulls her closer even when she knows she shouldn't look twice. As Aria begins to uncover the truth her mother died protecting, she learns that some secrets were buried for a reason... and that even in a world built on bloodlines and betrayal, the most dangerous thing of all might be the way he looks at her. "Some secrets don't stay buried forever. And Aria Castellano's name might be the one that brings them all back to the light"

My name is Wren. I'm exhausted, under-caffeinated, emotionally unstable... and apparently mated to a god, a jealous alpha, and my teacher with arms thicker than my will to live.** I wish I was kidding. But nope. I got dumped at Hollowthorn Academy - a school for the powerful, the broken, and the chronically unwell - and now I have three dangerously hot soulmates fighting over me like I'm the last snack on Earth. And honestly? I kind of want all three. 🖤 **Ashriel** - The god in my head. No, seriously. He lives in my mind, talks in cryptic riddles, and acts like he owns my body. He's terrifying, obsessive, and somehow the only one who makes me feel safe when I'm falling apart. I think he wants to devour me. In multiple ways. 🖤 **Ryan** - The Beast. Alpha shifter. Growls when I look at other guys. Gets jealous of my cereal. Once threatened a chair for getting too close. He's chaos in a hoodie. But when he touches me, I feel like I could stop running. 🖤 **Theron** - My teacher. Yeah. That's going well. He's quiet, massive, and stares like I'm both a threat and his last meal. I know I should be scared. But I feel seen. Protected. Like he could hold all my broken pieces together... and snack on me while he's at it. Meanwhile, I'm stress-eating Honey Nut Cheerios and trying not to scream every time someone says I'm "chosen." There's something inside me. A mark. A power. A darkness. Everyone says I'm special. But I don't feel special. I feel like a haunted gremlin with abandonment issues and way too many men breathing down my neck. Still... maybe I could be more. Maybe I could fight fate, fall in love, and survive the wreckage of who I used to be. Or maybe I'll cry in the girl's bathroom and eat emergency cookies out of my bra. Either way... I'm not going down without snacks.

After spending over half of my life trapped in a place that can only be described as hell, I managed to escape, fleeing into the forest with the moon's light as my only guide. That is until they find me. My mates, my saviours, my monsters. They care for me, show me that all I had been taught about their kind had been nothing but lies, nurture me back to health, worship my body, and place my broken pieces back together one shard at a time. Alec, Ivan, and Xander already have an omega of their own, James, my sweet James who accepts and wants me just as much as his domineering alphas do. But as the secrets of my past threaten to destroy the peace we've built, I'm left with a choice too hard to face. Do I go before the darkness chasing me consumes the ones I've come to love? Or do I let them protect me, as they have always promised they would? (FYI, this is an OMEGAVERSE story, not a werewolf one.) TW: RH, violence, scenes of a sexual nature, abuse, grooming, confinement, BDSM, death, Panic attacks, CNC, knotting, death, talks of rape, dissociation, age gap, torture, body betrayal.