Obssessed Stories

[COMPLETE] [Undergoing editing] #1 boyfriend:- Fri, Sep 13, 2024. #1 yandere:- Mon, Feb 10, 2025. #1 crazy:- Mon, Feb 10, 2025. #1 yanderexreader:- Mon, Feb 10, 2025. #1 readerxcharacter:- Mon, Feb 10, 2025. #2 yanderefanfic :- Sat, May 18, 2024. #2 yanderebrothers :- Thu, Sep 05, 2024. #2 insanity :- Friday, Jan 24, 2025. After y/n became an orphan, she had to do everything by herself. She might've managed by just one job but her mother had taken too many loans for her to clear with working just one job. Therefore, to fight this problem and humiliation of people calling her always to return the money, she decides to find another job which would pay her somewhat more than the cafe she worked at. That's when she saw the poster "A maid needed" and her life changed. She now worked with the three Greek god looking guys, who she couldn't even afford to see in her dreams. The pay was high and she could live with them, in the same mansion. But why didn't she think "So much money, just for being a maid?" That's when her life turned upside down and now she's stuck and troubled. Will she successfully be the toy of the brothers or will she be able to run away and survive? Let's find out in the book! {Guys this is my second book, please show some love to this aswell, thankyou<33}

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Ye Joon died and got reincarnated into the body of a villain who's destined to die at a young age. But Ye Joon was no pushover idiot. Warning: Rpe, imprisonment, obsessive/yandere characters. This book is NOT romanticizing these things. I wrote this book based (half) on my experiences! ______ For Anyone wondering, this is a reupload cus wattpad removed the og one. (better grammar and plot ig)

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

He would kill for her , he would burn kingdoms for her .But the one thing he can't do - is let her go .

❗️(BOOK 1) Yandere Squid Game x Fem Reader ❗️ Not in a thousand years did Y/N think that she'd have to participate in games, games that involved you dying. But for 45,6 Billion she didn't mind, because in the end she was in dept with having to pay 556 Million. Having to survive wasn't hard at all since she was very smart, and was a athlete. Yet that's not the only thing that coming after her. No no no, there's more! It seems that A LOT of people have taken an interest in her. Maybe more than that, they've seem to be obsessed with her.

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

He's my boss-rude, arrogant, and impossible to deal with. I came to work expecting deadlines, not someone who makes my heart race with every sarcastic comment and teasing glance. Between office fights, stolen laughs, and moments we shouldn't have, friendship turns into attraction, tension turns into desire, and a love neither of us planned begins to grow. A modern office romance full of comedy, friendship, passion, and forbidden love.

A girl who is not loved from childhood wants a little bit of love and a family to call her own . She wants a person with whom she can share her pain and happiness. Will she get the love of her life ? Will she find a family ? ____________________________________________ A guy who is the king of Rajasthan. Famous as a cold hearted , merciless person with no feelings for anyone. Hates the concept of marriage. ____________________________________________ What will happen when these two people with totally different personalities will get tied in a marriage by their families ? Will they find love ? # She fell first he fell harder To know more read the story Hukum's Rani Sa.....

━━━━━ yandere!king x 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!regressed!reader ↳ He despises you; you despise him - and yet one cannot breathe without the other. After one of your most loyal friends betray you and lead you to your death - you find yourself regressing back in time to take revenge on him. And yet revenge is a finicky thing, especially when with hate - comes love. HIGHEST RANKINGS: NIL

Shivangi & Riyansh shivangi and aditya had been married for just two years also had a eight months old child but unfortunately aditya die in a car accident. it has been just been seven months since her husband died and she was getting married to her husband's elder brother in the pressure of her parents, in laws, and most importantly for her son.

୧୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄... 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓? 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄, 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀. 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄... 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄. ୨୨ ➥ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝘒𝘐𝘠𝘖𝘛𝘈𝘒𝘈 𝘈𝘠𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘒𝘖𝘑𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌, 𝘒𝘜𝘙𝘈𝘐 𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘡𝘜𝘒𝘈. 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘠𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘒𝘖𝘑𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯. ➤ ୧୧ 𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔... 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐈? 𝐈'𝐌 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑. ୨୨ ─ 𝘒𝘜𝘙𝘈𝘐 𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘡𝘜𝘒𝘈 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘐𝘠𝘖𝘛𝘈𝘒𝘈 𝘈𝘠𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘒𝘖𝘑𝘐 𝘪𝘯 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌; 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘡𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘔𝘉𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌.

He ruled a world built on blood and silence. A mafia king born to inherit violence, raised where mercy was a myth and power was the only truth that mattered. Men feared him. Cities bent to his name. Death followed his decisions like a loyal shadow. She moved like poetry in a world he had taught to bleed. A ballet dancer-graceful, disciplined, devastating in her quiet strength. On stage, she was light and balance, precision and beauty. Every leap was freedom. Every spin was escape. The audience saw elegance. He saw defiance. Obsession did not strike him like madness. It settled. She was not fragile. Cigarette smoke curled around him as he watched from the shadows, inhaling control, exhaling restraint. He did not approach her. Kings did not rush. They waited. They studied. They claimed when the moment was inevitable. She sensed him before she ever saw him. Fear was unfamiliar to her, but her body reacted anyway-breath hitching, instincts screaming. She avoided his gaze, avoided the places where his presence weighed the air down. She skipped gatherings. She made excuses. She chose distance like survival depended on it. Because it did. She feared no one else. Only him. He liked that. Fear meant awareness. Awareness meant belonging. He never touched her. Never spoke too much. Never crossed the line that would make others suspicious. His control was quieter than violence. It lived in the certainty that she was already his-whether she accepted it or not. She danced harder as if movement could save her. He watched closer as if restraint could last forever. Fire and darkness, circling. And when obsession finally demands its due, neither grace nor power will escape unscathed. Because a mafia king does not let go of what he has chosen. And a dancer born for freedom will never kneel without a fight. _________________________________________________

He leaned in, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrated against the delicate shell of her ear. "If you are the Sin, then I am the Sinner who craves absolution. You are the Goddess, and I am the Worshipper kneeling at your altar. You are the Lie, and I am the Liar who will protect your secrets." His hands slid from her waist, the heat of his palms pressing through the thin fabric of her nightgown, tracing the sharp, undeniable curve of her hip. "You are the woman I will be sharing my life, my money, my fame, my everything," his voice dropped to a sibilant, invasive whisper that left her skin cold. "... and my bed." He pulled her flush against his chest, the finality of the move stealing her breath. His voice turned instantly, dropping into a gravelly, obsidian low that promised absolute control. "You shall have the best husband the world will envy you for. And," his grip tightened, a bruising promise against her bone, "try to run away, and you will witness how a predator traps their prey and feasts until there's nothing left but bone." He brought his face close enough that his breath mingled with hers, the final, chilling promise delivered with absolute certainty. "In the dance on the chessboard, you will be the King, I will be the Pawn." What happens when the King realizes the Pawn is the only one who can protect her-or destroy her?"

Do you know the saying 'Age is just a number'? Do you believe in Age is just a number? Si Zenon Brlowe ay masyadong sineryoso ang salitang Age is just a number. Falling for the menor de edad na si Kalyn Najera ay magiging dapat ba o hindi dapat? Tama ba o hindi tama? Ngunit kahit mali pa sa paningin ng karamihan basta ninais niya ay walang makakapigil sa kanya.

A Girl desperately seeks the attention of her crush, willing to do anything to make him notice her. But in her pursuit, she stumbles into the tangled lives of those around her, uncovering secrets she was never meant to find. As she delves deeper, she realizes that her obsession is more than just love it's a desperate attempt to fill the emptiness inside her. With every step closer to the truth, she faces hidden enemies people who want to ruin her, steal her crush, and bury the secrets she's beginning to uncover. But she refuses to back down. Without resorting to bloodshed, she must outwit them, navigate a world of deception, and find the truth behind her own desperation before it consumes her completely. DISCLAIMER: All characters, Places, Ate all fictional, all storylines are not related to Japanese History except for periods but old events that have happened in the book are not related to historic events. GENRE: Romance Mystery Suspense Thriller Crime

Zinx has always known something is wrong with her. In a city where magic feels like a curse, she learns that survival comes at a cost - and addiction doesn't always look like weakness. This story has- strong emotion,sexual intimacy drugs,magic,gore,viloince,mafia ,and more. And where gifts feel like curses.

You've broken up more times than you can count. Every time, you swear it's the last. And every time, she shows up, soaked in rain, claiming she's changed - claiming she can't live without you. Some loves save you. Some loves consume you. Billie's is both.