Story cover for Torn into pieces [Yandere Wolf X Reader] by XStrangeGirl1236X
Torn into pieces [Yandere Wolf X Reader]
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 14,267
  • WpVote
    Votos 211
  • WpPart
    Partes 6
  • WpHistory
    Hora 32m
  • WpView
    LECTURAS 14,267
  • WpVote
    Votos 211
  • WpPart
    Partes 6
  • WpHistory
    Hora 32m
Continúa, Has publicado abr 10, 2017
Breathing. Thinking. Concentrate. But how could he. When all his mind would focus on was her? She drove him insane. He felt lost in the very depths of his mind, his love for her and infatuation. The only way his thoughts would settle.... Is if he had her. His animistic instincts wouldn't allow any other way. 

Who can tell in the depths of the forest? Only time, adventure, and danger will tell.

~* DISCLAIMER*~ 

We do not own any of these pictures used in the story. They belong to their rightful owner!!!!
Todos los derechos reservados
Regístrate para añadir Torn into pieces [Yandere Wolf X Reader] a tu biblioteca y recibir actualizaciones
O
#49woods
Pautas de Contenido
Quizás también te guste
Veins Of Twilight de Cakeawake100
4 partes Continúa Contenido adulto
After losing everything-your job, your home, and your savings-you find yourself aimlessly driving, searching for something, anything, to hold onto. Days blur together as you stop only to sleep in your car or scrounge for gas with what little money remains. Hope feels like a distant memory until you stumble upon a town seemingly lost in time. This place, shrouded in an eerie, perpetual twilight, is unlike anything you've seen. Towering Victorian Gothic buildings loom over narrow, winding streets, their dark spires piercing the fog-drenched sky. Wrought-iron gates twist into elaborate, almost sentient shapes, and the windows of the towering structures gape like hollow eyes, watching your every move. The cobblestone streets are slick with mist, amplifying each footstep into a hollow echo that feels far too loud in the oppressive stillness. Even the smallest details of the town are unsettlingly intricate. Lampposts adorned with lifelike carvings glow faintly, their light flickering as if alive. The air is thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of the mist and the distant tolling of a bell, marking the passage of time-or perhaps warning of something else entirely. Drawn by equal parts desperation and curiosity, you pull your car to a stop. The town seems to whisper an invitation, tugging at something deep within you. Despite the unease crawling along your spine, you step out, your worn bag slung over your shoulder, and take your first tentative steps into this haunting labyrinth. The town feels alive in a way that shouldn't be possible, and you can't shake the feeling that it's been waiting for you. (Yandere OC'S x gender neutral reader)
Behind The Silver Lining de Mintiezzz
42 partes Concluida
[FINISHED] ____________________________________ Whenever a bad thing occurs, someone would always say "Look at the bright side!" or "Look at the silver lining!" They however, don't know that there isn't always hope in despair. If there is light, there is a shadow after all. As I like to say "Don't waste time. There may be no tomorrow". ____________________________________ William Adams, just about like any other normal person in this world. Though, what makes him stand out is that he is somewhat different, alluring even. But what does make him stand out? This person had a wish just like any other person his age after all... Being in love with another person that will also love them back. And did he find someone like that? Yes, he did. And maybe she did as well. Quite a love-struck couple those two were. If you saw them, you'd think they would have already married... Though, taken from the tragic tales of high school love... There is a reason it's called first love only. It is the first, but not the last. They split apart. He was 16 at the time. He couldn't eat properly for days. Cried endlessly for someone he lost. Though what was he crying for? She did not die after all... Ẃ̴̱̝̟͒́̊̽̔͛̐̒̀̐̈́͌̾ȩ̶̨̗̫͈͈͓̮͕́̓̌͊͗̑͒̐i̸͎̰̟̳̰̪͚͕̪̮̯̫͇̎̈́̈̎͜r̷̡̠͚̳̮͕̭̪̬͉̥̈́͌̍̍̆̅̌͂̌̎͛̚͜ͅḑ̸̱͕͒̓̐. And as in all things of life, everything is not permanent. Nothing stays still. Time is linear, It will always move forwards. He just about turned 18. Studying in college, Met someone new, and has a supportive friend... It seems he has reached the "Silver Lining" in his story. Unbeknownst to him though, He is yet to see it.
Quizás también te guste
Slide 1 of 9
Veins Of Twilight cover
Behind The Silver Lining cover
⛓️🕷️MONSTERS🩸🖤 cover
𝐌𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐋𝐄 | yandere husband cover
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 cover
Your Boyfriend Peter X Female Reader cover
You Complete Me cover
𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 cover
Sound Mind & Heart cover

Veins Of Twilight

4 partes Continúa Contenido adulto

After losing everything-your job, your home, and your savings-you find yourself aimlessly driving, searching for something, anything, to hold onto. Days blur together as you stop only to sleep in your car or scrounge for gas with what little money remains. Hope feels like a distant memory until you stumble upon a town seemingly lost in time. This place, shrouded in an eerie, perpetual twilight, is unlike anything you've seen. Towering Victorian Gothic buildings loom over narrow, winding streets, their dark spires piercing the fog-drenched sky. Wrought-iron gates twist into elaborate, almost sentient shapes, and the windows of the towering structures gape like hollow eyes, watching your every move. The cobblestone streets are slick with mist, amplifying each footstep into a hollow echo that feels far too loud in the oppressive stillness. Even the smallest details of the town are unsettlingly intricate. Lampposts adorned with lifelike carvings glow faintly, their light flickering as if alive. The air is thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of the mist and the distant tolling of a bell, marking the passage of time-or perhaps warning of something else entirely. Drawn by equal parts desperation and curiosity, you pull your car to a stop. The town seems to whisper an invitation, tugging at something deep within you. Despite the unease crawling along your spine, you step out, your worn bag slung over your shoulder, and take your first tentative steps into this haunting labyrinth. The town feels alive in a way that shouldn't be possible, and you can't shake the feeling that it's been waiting for you. (Yandere OC'S x gender neutral reader)