He wanted her scared. He wanted her desperate. He wanted her begging. Her on the floor, knees spread, dress pushed up, legs trembling while he loomed over her. Tears in her eyes as she whimpered his name. His hand tangled in her hair, forcing her to stay still while he... Those delicate legs? Made to be opened by him. His hands. His mouth. His torment. His bliss. He'd keep her in silk gowns and lock every door. He'd feed her, bathe her, cradle her... And then bend her over and breed her again.-her beneath him, crying out his name as he forced her open, spilling himself so deep inside her that her body would never forget. Watching his seed drip from her thighs only for him to push it back in, growling that it belonged to him. He imagined her swollen with his child, belly soft and round, marked by his hands, his teeth, his scent. Everyone would know and see it. She is his muse, his heaven and he is her cage. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Primrose was meant to bloom. Instead, she was plucked-young, unripe, and fed to a world that devours girls whole. In a time where men held every law, every title, and every key, Primrose Everdell becomes the price of her father's illness. A devoted servant to the powerful family, he is now bedridden, helpless. And when the patriarch offers a "solution"-marriage to their eldest son-Primrose is given no voice. Only silence. Only duty. Her girlhood ends in the bedchambers of Styles Manor, where screams echo down stone halls and no one dares interfere. Her days blur into the quiet horror of submission. Her nights into the claws of a husband she cannot understand - and who does not understand her. . Perhaps she was never meant to be understood, only possessed. Why her? Why must she suffer for the sins of power? Trapped in a world where innocence is currency and silence is survival, Primrose must find meaning in a life written for her by others - or risk losing herself entirely.

[YANDERE KILLERS x F!READER] The night of your high school graduation was supposed to mark a new beginning. Instead, it led you deep into a forest with your friends, chasing after a strange flyer that promised a mysterious academy. What you found wasn't a school of dreams, but a prison of nightmares-an institution built to shape its students into killers, or as they proudly call themselves, "assassins." Now you're trapped, forced to enroll in a place where lessons are written in blood, and every classmate is a potential predator. Trusting the wrong person could cost you your life, but refusing to play along could seal your fate just as quickly. To survive, you must learn the academy's twisted rules and fight your way toward graduation. Because here, freedom is the ultimate prize-and failure means becoming another forgotten body in the forest.

Vedika x Abhimanyu She was mute, deaf, and handicapped-an orphan from a small village after her grandfather's death. But she was a strong-willed girl, never allowing anyone to put her down. When a man mocked her for being mute, she struck him with a vase. Just four days after her grandfather's death, she was married off to a man who saw her only as a responsibility. On their wedding night, he left her-and didn't return for six months. During that time, she lived in his house, treated as nothing more than a maid, working tirelessly. Why did he leave her on their first night? And what made him come back after six long months? And most of all-was Vedika really mute?

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ He brushed my hair away from my tear-streaked face, smiling at my disheveled appearance. "Tell me, little cat, what can you do now?" he asked, fully aware of the answer. My throat was tight, but I managed to whisper, "Nothing." He chuckled darkly. "Correct answer." Then, I felt a cold metal press against my ring finger. I glanced down to see him sliding a ring onto it. My eyes widened at the sight of the delicate silver band-thin and smooth, with a polished finish, adorned with a tiny, round diamond at its center. His blood stained the ring. In simple terms, it was a cage-seemingly straightforward but heavy with meaning. It was a symbol of his power and possession over me; I belonged to him. I began to feel a sense of suffocation, as if the ring were tightening around my throat, but I remained silent while he gently caressed the ring on my finger. "Never take this off," he murmured, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing the ring before brushing each of my knuckles softly, leaving behind a tainted mark. "Now sleep, little cat. A grand punishment awaits you behind the red doors." I closed my eyes, surrendering entirely. Dizziness began to wash over me. I had fought to keep my eyes open, knowing I was on the verge of losing consciousness. But now, it was over. Everything. I let my mind rest for a moment before bracing for another hell. The sound of the rain faded away as I slipped into darkness. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature sce

DARK ROMANCE!!! "Tsk." "See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a smirk so malicious, that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him. He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman. Only if that one unfortunate night, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace. ********* Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with. Ragnar, a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world. He was intrigued and obsessed with her. He yearns to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he can because little Sasha belongs to him. WARNING! This story contains a non-consensual relationship, a toxic male lead, and a lot of gore. 18+

It's just a book made of yandere oneshots ... "I cannot let you go," Azazel confessed, his voice tinged with raw emotion. "Not when you've shown me a light thought was lost to me forever.'' .... "I'll never let you go," he whispered, his voice filled with a chilling finality. "You belong to me and will make sure you stay with me forever." ... "Remember, the moment you didn't kill me was the moment you were mine," Dorian whispered, his voice cold. ... His voice dripped with obsession. "You'll be mine. Body and soul. You just don't know it yet." ... "You're mine now," he whispered into her ear, his voice a mix of possession and dark affection. "Forever." ... "In a world of betrayal, you treated me right," it murmured, leaning in to rest its head on her neck. "You're mine, just mine." ... "I saved you from the fire, Evelyn. You owe me. You belong here with me."

𓉘 m!yandere(s) x f!reader 𓉝 This book will contain graphic imagery, violence, profanity and other mature and/or upsetting topics. I will mention specifics at the beginning of each one-shot. Please keep in mind that all of these scenarios are purely fictional and that I do not condone yandere behaviours in real life. STRICTLY NO SMUT (will delve into some suggestive scenes but nothing explicit) ♡ - are my personal favourites available on AO3! (username: https_rosiee) rankings: #1 infatuation

𝙞 𝙖𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘. 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙... 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘. ♪ ❤︎˚.࿐ྂ。 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗻𝗼, 𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂. ✦ 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀! #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘀𝘁. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆. #𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸. #𝟮 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. #𝟯 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗼𝘆. #𝟭𝟬 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲. #𝟭𝟬 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲. [𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲/𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺, 𝗲𝘁𝗰.]

狂 ┊𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 気 ┊yandere! alastor x fem! reader ━━ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❛❛ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 ❜❜ ╚ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╗ ➶ ｡˚ ┊𝐈𝐍 the most strangest of ways, a young woman is transported into the show Hazbin Hotel not as a random sinner, but a soul switched into the body of a cat. With the help from the enigmatic Radio Demon, she can freely transition from sinner to cat, but the longer she stays at the hotel, the more it becomes hard to deny the dark, twisted feelings that are brewing. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 ↴ ✧ ┊𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑, the demon ✧ ┊𝐀𝐍𝐃 all he wants, is you ╔ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╝ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⋙ mature themes & language 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 ⋙ 02/03/24 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 ⋙ 07/27/25 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ⋙ completed 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - In the U.S. #1 - In the Philippines #1 - In Canada #1 - hazbinhotel #1 - twistedromance #1 - yanderexreader #1 - yandere #1 - alastor #1 - obsessive #1 - obsession #1 - mature #1 - hell #1 - Vivziepop #1 - demons #1 - dark #1 - infatuation #1 - twistedromance #2 - In the U.K. #4 - twisted 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 Hazbin Hotel