A fallen angel in an attempt to reconcile for his sins in order to reincarnate became (Y/N)'s classmate and partner. Due to a series turn of events, the two became good friends, unconsciously unravelling each other's secrets. Suddenly, it was then (Y/N) realized that the fallen angel--a demon rather has become far too infratuated with her, obssessed even, refusing to let her go. What will happen to (Y/N)? ****************************** A twisted story that will awaken your sense of alertness. "Some people are not what they seem."

You're getting a new boss at work, hopefully, they're as nice as your old one. Chapters 14 & 15 are written by @Luna-smith100 thank you!!

« Congratulations! You, Y/N L/N, have been selected as a part of the teaching staff at Waysworth Prep {where students thrive in interactive lessons and technology to produce children of tomorrow!} I do really hope you accept. We will be awaiting your arrival. » After that came in the mail, Y/N thought her life would change for the better-imagine the salary, the food, the opportunities to help children grow!- the school is already run, but not by the teachers. I don't think he would like Y/N to know that... yet.

(Y/N) has been getting many love letters from an unknown boy. It was noting at first but the letters became more creepier and she doesn't feel safe alone anymore. PS. Some names are taken from a game but that is all. And none of the pictures are mine.

(L/n) (Y/n) who was born and raised in Kyoto, Japan has now moved to Tokyo due to her father having full custody over her and her younger brother. As she transfers to a new school, there, a young looking teacher grows some interest in her which slowly blossomed into what he calls "Love". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM ME!" The sound of the footsteps approaching my shaking form coming closer and closer. Hand clamped over my lips preventing me from peeping a single noise. "JUST ACCEPT IT! YOU BELONG TO ME!" Wishing this was a dream, tears came pouring down. Hiding beneath the pile of clothes, I then heard my bedroom door slammed open. Praying underneath my breath, his voice was then heard. "I know you're in here~" ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Contains: - Sexual Harassment - Profanity - Kidnapping - Manipulation Started: 8/5/20 Ended:

A twist to the yandere male X reader. What if instead of the leading character you were just her friend? You are close friends with Violet a beautiful girl who has many admirers .. Unfortunately for You that means a lot of hate and even some attempted murderers. If you mix in drama, horror and the back ground character (you) who's just trying to survive.. Well you get a whole huge tangled story. And this You just trying to figure out how to live. Welcome to The Other Girl. (Disclaimer: This does not depict how actual relationships are. There is gore, violence and some sexual themes in this story) Ranked #1 in Horror on 04/19/2020. (Holy crap) // none of the pictures or videos belong to me

(Y/n) knows the truth. She knows what he is. What a monster he can, and could be. But it was too late for her to know, now she is trap. Trap inside a new home, a new country and a possessive husband. Now was the time, the time to strive for power. (y/n) is now on a mission to break free from her manipulative husband, and break free from the chains of guilt and weakness. While on the other hand, the two siblings are on the run for two things; Vengeance and love. Along the way of this tight journey will be betrayal, violence and pasts. Along the way, we would meet new people, but not all people we cross are friendly. Not all of them are good. And not all of them are entirely human. Will (y/n) break free from her emotions that makes her weak? Will she break free from her husband who had gave her nothing but hell? Or would she be the same and never to be seen and exist? Read now, the sequel of Cancer. All credits go to the rightful owner of the cover and the artworks that is contained inside. If you don't like your art to be reposted, please message me and I'll take it down asap.