In a world where vampires rule and humans are nothing more than livestock, (Y/n) has spent her entire life trapped inside the Human Management Bureau, a sterile underground system where humans are cataloged and kept for breeding, feeding, and experimentation. Escape was never part of her fate, until the night the alarms scream, and a stranger pulls her into the dark. But freedom isn't waiting for her beyond those walls. (Y/n) is thrown into a brutal underground world of black markets, starving vampires, religious fanatics, hunters, and whispered rumors of sanctuaries hidden somewhere on the surface. Hunted through a world of monsters wearing beautiful faces with a bounty on her head, (Y/n) quickly learns that her blood might be the only thing saving her. Or... it just might be the thing that turns her life into a living hell. Worse, the ones who find her don't want her dead. They want her, not just for the bounty on her head, but for what flows through her veins. There is something wrong with (Y/n)'s blood, something addictive. One taste is enough to leave vampires obsessed, euphoric, and unable to want anything else. Hunger twists into devotion, fascination rots into possession, and the longer they stay near her, the more dangerous that obsession becomes. As the city descends further into shortages, violence, and desperation, (Y/n) finds herself trapped between monsters who claim to love her, hunters who want to cash her in, and a world where humanity has become both prey and religion. And worst of all... a part of her still wants to trust them. #1 in #hedonism #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #infatuation #1 in #yanderefic #1 in #hunting #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbing #1 in #xreader #1 in #violent #1 in #sadist

"Ouchh!" I winced in pain, struggling to get back on my feet. Squatting beside me, he stared at me in a ridiculous way before grabbing me by the neck. "Your scent, you're the one," he claimed, pushing away my head angrily. My body shrank in fear and my legs trembling from anxiety. "Why do you always say that? I don't know you. Leave me alone!" Staring at him closely, his face seemed pale, young and a bit old at the same time. He moved closer to me with the speed of bolt which no normal human possesses. "That's what you think." He touched my face admiring it while I turned my face away in disgust. His dilated eyes rolled, turned red and his teeth clenched out and gradually moved his mouth towards my neck. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Any part of this book belongs strictly to me. If found and written indiscriminately without my permission, he/ she will suffer severe consequences . Plagiarism is a crime. This book is currently available on Amazon, Webnovel and Dreame! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date published: 16th January, 2021 Date completed: March 28, 2021

( FULL BOOK NOW AVAILABLE VIA THE LINK IN MY BIO ) 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 *

For centuries, Lucian Drazel Valemont, the feared Vampire King, has ruled from the shadows-immortal, untouchable, and cursed with a heart of stone. Legends speak his name with dread, for he is said to bring ruin wherever he walks. To Lucian, love is a weakness long buried with the ashes of his past. In a quiet village at the edge of his dark kingdom lives Aria Celeste Moreau, a simple girl who has always felt invisible in her own world. Gentle yet resilient, she dreams of a life beyond her small village, never imagining that destiny has already marked her as the key to breaking a king's eternal curse. When a fateful night draws her into the Vampire King's path, their worlds collide. Aria should fear him, yet she finds herself captivated by the man behind the monster. And for Lucian, Aria is a dangerous temptation-the light that threatens to shatter his carefully built darkness. But their love is forbidden. Humans call him a monster. Vampires call her a weakness. Together, they must defy a world set against them, uncover the truth of Aria's hidden bloodline, and face the prophecy that binds their souls. In the clash between eternal night and fragile dawn, only one question remains: Will their love be strong enough to break the curse-or will it destroy them both?

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

(18+) She's a small, cute, feisty firecracker and he's a quiet, shy gentleman. But when it comes to her, he doesn't wither away to show what he truly is--a monster wrapped in restraint, ready to burn the world if she's ever harmed. --- ARNOLD is Book 1 of the House of Vampires from the Court of Supernaturals series | Completely stand-alone : rated 18+ : dark paranormal romance : warning for mature scenes, erotic bite play, gory details, possessiveness, and a whole lot of yandere energy 😈 : may find some roleplaying shiz too | All rights reserved under © Michellemanisha 2025 ✨ Side note: This series is made of the books that got rejected by so many platforms (oops 🤷‍♀️). So I decided--fine, I'll just make a whole universe out of them instead! XP If you're into dark, intense, slightly twisted love stories, then welcome aboard. If not, no worries--you can always check out my other stories (if they're finished, that is 😉). Started: 4th August, 25 Ended: 19th Oct, 25 Total words: 164,562

Leone Frasier is struggling to survive the aftermath of a tragic car crash that took his mother's life and left him with a permanent injury that affects the way he walks. Haunted by grief, trapped with an abusive father, and relentlessly bullied for his sexuality, Leone feels like he has reached his breaking point. On a dark, rainy night, Leone stands at the edge of a cliff, hoping that by jumping he can finally end all his pain and suffering. Little did he know that another boy was already there, preparing to do the exact same thing. Dydan Demecrio was born with a rare genetic condition that gave him razor-sharp fangs and extraordinary strength, speed, and endurance, all of which are sustained by blood. Kept isolated by his family and bound by strict rules to ensure his safety, Dydan longs for a life beyond the walls built around him. The two boys meet and form a Blood Bond that will change their lives forever...

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

"Are you afraid, my wee human?" "Will you hurt me?" "No, Ailsa. I swear to you I will never harm you. I'd rather die than lay a hand on you." "Then there's nothing more to discuss." ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ In 18th century Scotland, a romance blooms in a dark prison cell Laird Fraser MacLeod is no normal man. In fact, he isn't a man at all. He is a creature bound to the night that feasts on the blood of men. He's lured to the Sinclair clan under the impression there will be a truce between the two lairds, instead he's captured and tortured for being the monster he is. A vampire. What he doesn't expect is the wee slip of a lass that sneaks down to his cell for nightly visits. She talks to him, reads him books, brings food, and soothes the darkest pieces of his soul. Ailsa Sinclair has enough problems of her own. She's ailed with a disease that can not be cured, the daily attacks on her lungs are nearly too much. Little does she know that not only will the mysterious bearded man she visits get her in trouble, but that he'll change her life forever. A historical vampire romance

In a world where vampires have taken over, humans are treated like dirt underneath vampires' feet. Humans are considered inferior to the vampires. They treat the humans awfully and force them to abide by their laws. Once a year, King Ulric, king of the vampires, chooses a different town in the U.S to pick young girls to be his servants. The jobs the human girls are forced into can range from being a cook to being the King's personal play toy. However, no girl has ever returned after being taken back to the kingdom. This year, King Ulric decided to stop in PotterTown, eighteen-year-old Amaryllis Westbay's town. Amaryllis was an intelligent, young girl who thought she had her whole life ahead of her, that was until the vampires took over. What will happen when the vicious, stone cold vampire meets the innocent human?