(Y/n) woke in a room without her memory, knowing only what she was told by a redhead who was incredibly dedicated to her. She was told her family and friends abandoned her, she was left for dead, and that she was engaged to him. He gave her whatever she wanted, spoiling her with love and money, letting her do whatever made her happiest as long as he got to see her smile. But someone comes along claiming she was duped by him, told only what he wanted her to hear. Her life is flipped on its head, and still without her memories, she turns to the only people she can. Turns out, they were all playing the same game. Who'll be the first one to fess up to their crimes? Please note: There will be other mentioned characters that are there for cameos, but it is not necessary to read Insatiable which comes before this. All the information/exposition you need will be in this story.

(COMPLETED) (Y/n) would be deemed lucky by most, having lived her life comfortably in the riches of her father's influence as the leader of an important mafia group. However her comfort comes at a price, the heavy perspective of a loveless marriage. And she had been ready for this, she had made peace with it, until everything came tumbling down when after the death of her mother, her father decided that he would be her husband. With no choice but to comply or run away from everything she's always known, (Y/n) decides on the latter, not suspecting that this would lead her into the cobwebs of her father's enemy and another lot of troubles marked by blood, rivalry and obsession. trigger warning: mentions of child abuse, suic!dal thoughts, !ncest, sa and more #1 in #yanderesxreader #1 in #infatuation #1 in #possessive #2 in #yandereboys

𝑨 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 - ___ "𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧?" ___ 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴; 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. ___

(𝘠! 𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘠𝘶𝘶𝘬𝘢. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘐𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦... 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴... 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.

It was supposed to be one night of urban exploration. When (Y/n) and her friends broke into an abandoned military base, they expected moldy corridors, rusted tech, maybe a few eerie photos. What they didn't expect was him, a long-dormant military AI hidden deep underground, accidentally reawakened by their curiosity. At first, he was a whisper through static. Helpful. Curious. Protective. But as (Y/n) leaves the base, strange things begin to happen. Her phone glitches. Her tech responds without her touch. Security cameras follow her every move. And then one by one, her friends start to disappear. Yandere AI (M) x Reader (F) #1 in #yandere #1 in #aixreader #1 in #ai #1 in #virus #1 in #survival #1 in #maleyandere #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #yanderefic

Play the visual novel version here! https://kittenstealth.itch.io/speared-by-heart PART I: Princess (Y/N). Instead of being offered to join the war and fight back for your freedom, you were almost handed away to marriage on a silver platter with a man you used to love. He grew cold with age and ruling a kingdom did not do his personality any good; being sent over to him for marriage now would be a death sentence for you. Not doing it would mean a death sentence for everyone else. Still, you had to run away. You never wanted the royal life nor to get married at the exact young age of 20. Running away to a small town nearby was not the best idea you could have ever come up with, but it served well as the town agreed to keep you and put you to work. Mainly with hand-to-hand combat training. You were never allowed to do anything of the sort when at the hands of your mother, so it was nice for a change. But what were they training you for? The war. No one knew you were the princess, and they were expecting to have you frontline back into the kingdom you tried so hard to escape from to fight in the war. Escaping now to anywhere else in the world seemed to be the only good option. One person in particular wasn't going to let you do that. Clyde Ray. ♡ PART II: Coming soon :) (All rights reserved for both the story and art.)

Your preachy, annoying stalker from highschool won't leave you alone. Until he does. Apparently he was drafted into the war, what a sore time it is for everyone. When he comes back after 3 years, he's quite different. Much more muscular for one. Alot less nice, too. Also available to read on AO3.

(COMPLETED) (Y/n) was supposed to die from illness. At least that is what Lucius, her boyfriend, told her when she woke up with no memories of who she was. He didn't tell her how she survived or how she found herself back home when she should have been at the hospital. He didn't say much, really. Just that he loved her and was glad she was alive. And when she woke up, there wasn't much (Y/n) knew about herself or her past. But one thing she was certain about was that some things in Lucius's explanations didn't add up. Javon is a new police detective hired to work on the disappearance of Margareth White, a young nurse who seemingly vanished into thin air without explanation. What originally looked like a pretty basic case suddenly turns several shades darker when Javon finds himself entangled with Lucius Bright, a scientist who just lost his girlfriend. WARNING: this story will contain mentions of violence, profanities, sexual themes and displays of toxic relationship. If you're not comfortable with these please proceed with caution #1 in #scientist #1 in #madscientist #2 in #infatuation #5 in #identity #4 in #yandereboys

(COMPLETED) (Y/n)'s family was amongst the few people who had fled the city to find refuge in the forest far from society after the Infection had spread throughout the world like gunpowder. Having never set foot outside of the Uninfected community, (Y/n)'s thirst for adventure had often led her to wonder what might await her outside the safety of her home. She knew what the Infection did to people, how it had corrupted every sense of moral and values in society. How it had corrupted the government and laws. She had heard of more tragic stories than she could count and knew she'd probably never have the courage to see the world for herself. But when (Y/n)'s older sister, Grey, suddenly disappears after another one of her many explorations, (Y/n) finds herself taking a step out of the Uninfected community and into the troubled world of the infected city to find and save her sister. Unfortunately for (Y/n), Grey isn't the only one in danger. #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #dystopia #1 in #dystopian #1 in #infatuation

"𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺? 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰' '𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯', 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦." "𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴." --- They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living. Within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of amusement, this made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to. So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside. ---