[Name] is in love with her best friend. She has loved him for years now, but her affections are never returned. His eyes are on another girl. When a rejection takes place, [Name] jumps at the opportunity to offer herself up to him, to let him use her as a distraction. This is in hopes that he learns to love her. But what if it develops into something much more sinister?

╰┈➤ ❝I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it.❞ Death is nothing but another opportunity. For her? It's freedom. Many tried, but none could make her bend. The world tried to hurt her, she just decided to make them fall for her instead. She doesn't hide, she shines. She doesn't beg, she demands. She doesn't bend, she breaks hearts. Her laughter with a smile too-bright leaves nothing but chaos in her wake. Loosing? Nah, she'd win. Shamelessly loud, endlessly flirtatious, and stylish enough to make envy look cheap, she walks into every room like she owns it. Affection is her weapon, charm is her shield, and if you don't fall for her? Don't worry, she's worse than a virus. She's not here to be perfect, she's here to be unforgettable. A skateboarder in heels, a siren in cargos, a panther in disguise. This is Pavan. Self-obsessed. Unapologetic. Untouchable. And if love is a game, she's already the prize. Wish the Miraculous world good luck - they'll need it.

Aurelia Keynes was born to rule. As the eldest daughter of House Keynes, the most powerful ducal family in the empire, she should have had it all: rare magic, unmatched beauty, and a position just shy of royalty. But behind the facade, it was her younger sister, Aterina, who held the family's love... and the crown prince's heart. Behind the splendour and silk, Aurelia's life was nothing more than a stage. Her obsession led to cruelty. Her cruelty led to disgrace. Consumed by jealousy, Aurelia's obsession turned her into the villainess history would never forget. Her execution was meant to be her end..... But death never came. Instead, Aurelia wakes up in her childhood bedroom. The past has not yet happened - but she remembers every bitter, bloody moment. This time, she refuses to become their villainess. She won't beg, chase, or break. If she must die again- She refuses to die a villainess.

Death didn't end her story. It cursed her to repeat it. Miriam Whitmore is reborn with all her memories intact-the guilt, the love, the ruin. She already destroyed him once. She cannot allow herself to do it again. But how do you stay away from the only soul your heart recognizes? An angsty romance tangled with past-life karma and present pain. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in Bittersweet #1 in Character-driven #1 in Friends to Lovers #1 in Lyrical #1 in Literaryfiction

In which a girl from the 21st century dies, reincarnates in a world she once watched as fiction, bored and detached, she becomes a demon to observe the story. *cover art not mine

Yasmin reincarnates into a new world as a serpent beastwoman and nearly drowns at the hands of a wild kangaroo. When she discovers her power to manipulate life through venom, it attracts the attention of beastmen, who brings her back to their tribe. There, she learns that beastwomen are few in number worldwide and expected to build harems of men to ensure their survival. As she struggles with the loss of her humanity and her beastly instincts, Yasmin must decide how much of herself she is willing to give and whether she can shape her own path. In a world where survival and instinct are inseparable, her choices will not only determine her fate but also the destiny of the tribe that holds a secret of what roams in their forest.

Survival is nothing new to Mykie Irons, but as she delves deeper into the depths of rural Spain she finds herself falling back into the world of viruses and mutated freaks in trench coats. She knows her mission, find the White House agent and acquire as many details as she can about the kidnapping, but as the web grows thicker she can't help but think: Walking the dirt trails of Spain looks no different from the flame engulfed streets of Raccoon City. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Reading order: Book 1: A Beautiful Nightmare Book 2: A Twisted Fantasy Book 3: A Sickly Sweet Reverie Book 4: A Sanguine Vision Trigger warning: violence, gore and (labeled) smut You do NOT have permission to use my words or anything related to this story in your own works without PRIOR permission and credit. STOP COPYING MY WORK. Story and characters owned by Capcom, based on their video game franchise Resident Evil. Shoutout to my sister @Asavilla for editing and being my beta reader!

Dropped into a savage world ruled by beastmen, Rachel-a soft-spoken woman with a pale glow and a quiet soul-becomes something entirely unknown among tribes that see females as rare treasures... or prey. With her curvy frame, strange scent, and soft curls, she doesn't match any known clan. Some are curious. Others are threatened. But no one truly understands what she is. Shy and easily overlooked, Rachel only wants safety, peace, and a warm place to rest. But when her trembling hand takes up a blade to defend herself against a three-striped scorpion, the Beast World begins to shift around her. Guided by a system only she can hear-and slowly claimed by powerful males who come to cherish her gentle presence-Rachel discovers that strength doesn't always roar. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it clings. And sometimes, it leaves a mark near the heart. In a world where beastmen fight for dominance and mates, Rachel will show them that softness is not weakness... And silence is not surrender.

Reincarnated as... a crow in The Vampire Diaries. Why can't I be Caroline or Bonnie?! Damn you, spirit guide! Why am I a crow?! But not just any crow... Damon Salvatore's crow! Determined to see her long-time crush, Stefan Salvatore, she flutters, spies, and perches her way into his life. "I'll call you Rory. My Rory," Stefan says with a fond smile, aware that the bird understands every word. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Everything's fine... until Damon shows up. "What are you doing with my crow, Stefan?" "Rory is my crow!" "Rory?! That's my crow! And you...come here now!" Rory just wants to fly away as the brothers bicker over her... unaware that things are about to get even weirder. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ "...Wait... I have hands?" ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Based on the TV series *The Vampire Diaries* by L.J. Smith and its adaptation by Kevin Williamson & Julie Plec. All characters and world elements belong to their respective creators. This is fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.

Rape Of Romance Series-One Lost In Konoha Series-One Yandere Naruto various x reader Moonlight spilled like liquid silver through the dense canopy, tracing the outline of a woman running as if the night itself were chasing her. Her long black hair streamed behind her like ink unraveling in water, her white kimono catching on thorns, branches clawing at silk that looked too pure for a world like this. She knew who was behind her. A shadow moved between the trees-silent, calculated, inevitable. Sasuke. He wasn't rushing. That was the most terrifying part. There was something else in his gaze tonight. Something darker.Something that lingered. She stumbled, catching herself against a tree, her breath uneven. For a moment, she dared to look back. His eyes met hers. Red.Glowing. Hungry-not for blood, but for her. He stepped closer. A pause. The space between them tightened-not with distance, but tension. And then-a shift.The air cracked. A blur of orange cut between them like a burst of sunlight tearing through midnight. Naruto. He landed between them, breath steady but eyes sharp, scanning the scene-her trembling figure, Sasuke's unnervingly calm stance. "Enough, Sasuke." The forest seemed to recoil at his voice- something primitive at its wake. Sasuke didn't move his gaze away from her. Naruto's hand tightened into a fist. A flicker-barely visible-but it passed through Sasuke's expression. The woman's heartbeat thundered in her ears as she looked between them-one cloaked in darkness, the other standing like a barrier. And then Sasuke finally looked at Naruto. Naruto didn't flinch.The wind howled. The cliff behind them loomed-vast, endless, a drop into nothingness. Sasuke's hand moved. Naruto braced. - And just as the first strike begins... the ground beneath them cracks at the edge of the cliff. Tong Tong quietly presses the automated voice wearing his expensive face mask, "Dear restless readers, we are officially back."