Professor Oaks Voice

"උබ නම් වශියක් සත්සර.. තනිකරම ඇබ්බැහි වීමක්...." ..................... "නීල මදනට අයිති වස්තුව උබහ්.. උබ ලග හරි පුසුඹයි බං..." ...................... මගේ සැනසීම එයයි.මේ ඇවිලෙන හදවත නිවන්න පුලුවන් එකම කෙනා එයයි. මගේ සැනසීම එයා..මට මොනවා උනත් කමක්නෑ.. මගේ ආයුශත් අරන් එයා ජීවත් වෙන්න ඕන ..

☣ YANDERE INFECTION: ☣ Various Male Yandere x Female!Reader No one remembers how it began, but generations ago, a virus changed humanity forever. What was once a disease is sold today as a glorious genetic advancement. It leaves the infected intoxicated by love, obsessed with the Love of a person for whom they are willing to destroy everything. In the heart of this city full of "Yanderes," Y/N, one of the few immune, struggles to preserve her freedom. But while working at a her job, she has long since attracted the attention of exactly those she tried so hard to avoid. Five men have chosen her as the center of their universe and they have no intention of letting her go. Warning: This story contains dark themes and toxic relationships. Please see the first chapter for a full list of Trigger Warnings. Ranking #1 in Obsessive (28.06.2026) #1 in YandereXReader (30.06.2026) #1 in Reverseharem (1.07.2026) #1 in MaleYandere (1.07.2026) #1 in Yandere (2.07.2026) #1 in Dystopian (30.07.2026) #1 in Protective (26.07.2026) #1 in Virus (7.08.2026)

An Evil Spirit doesn't want to kill Leaz. It wants to keep him - own him Leaz is just a chill, lazy guy who handles life by making dumb jokes and avoiding drama. He isn't smart, strong, or special. He's completely ordinary. Then, he goes to a secluded farmhouse for his best friend's 20th birthday party. It was supposed to be a night of free food and loud laughter. Instead, something evil looks back at him from the dark. Now, his reality is breaking. Shadows move on their own. His reflection winks at him when he isn't smiling. But the horror stalking him isn't a mindless ghost. It doesn't want to destroy him. It finds him interesting. Trapped in a twisted game with a cosmic monster, Leaz realizes no one believes him. Worse, his notoriously cheap best friend is suddenly acting strangely perfect. Leaz must figure out why he was chosen before he loses his mind. Because at this party, the music is loud, the doors are locked, and the night never ends.

سەرەتا چیرۆکەکە باس لە کچێکی تەمەن ١٦ سال دەکات کە بە هۆی هەلەی براکەیەوە لە بری خوێن دەدرێتە گەورەترین دل رەقترین مافیای ئیتالیە {نزیک لە نێواندا} ئەم چیرۆکە ڕووداو و بابەتی ئاڵۆز و توند و تیژی تێدایە و تەنها بۆ تەمەنی سەروو ١٨ ساڵ یان ١٦ ساڵ گونجاوە (+18) (+١٦) نوسەر : مەیلە خۆشم دەوێنننن

ALEXANDRE JUNGKOOK WILSON حذارِي لوري فدمُك الناقِع قد غرزَ ثلجِي كخِيُوط الماريُونِيت [Psychological and toxic content] الجزء الثانِي من رواية الحطّاب، الجزء الأول موجود في حسابِي الأصلِي @evarsaxx كِتاب للبالغِين.

හිත් අඩි පැලෙන අධික නිශ්ශබ්ද තාවයට වඩා කන් අඩි පැලෙන දෝංකාරය කොයිතරම් හොදද... ඉතින් පිටතින් නිශ්ශබ්ද අපේ ආදරේ ඇතුලතින් දෝංකාර දෙනවා!!! යුව&අනූ

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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]]

ليست المُحاربة من ترفع سيفهّا فقط، بَل هي التي تُحيل جُدران الخوف إلى سُلم، وتُضيء عتمة مَيادينها بكِبرياء العَزيمة، هي ليست وردة تُسقى، هي الشَوكة التي تحمي بُستانِها، تَقف حيثُ يَتساقط الجميع، ولا تُهزم إلا بإرادتها . ​وإذا ما إتفضت لِتسترد حقًا مسلـوبًا، فإعَلم أن صوتـها ليس مُجرد صرخـة، هو رَعـد يهدأ بعد أن يُسقط كل ما بني على الباطل، لا تَعود خالية اليدين، بل تَعود وعلىٰ كفيها قَصاص العِزة، وتَاج العدالة الذي انتزعته بنفسها . : بقلمـي هــــــزار علي .