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HAUNTED OBSESSION
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Ongoing, First published Jun 16, 2025
Mina × female reader 


Y/N and her family, moved into a house-- no, a castle, warned that they shouldn't open a huge black door with chains.



Most haunted houses come with creaky floors, cold spots, and maybe a ghost who sighs dramatically at midnight.
Y/N L/N's castle? Comes with a seductive, emotionally unavailable, extremely touchy ghost who won't stop whispering "mine."

Enter Mina: dead for 500 years, still hot, still unhinged, and still madly in love with her past-life soulmate... who just happens to be Y/N. Too bad Y/N has no memory of ever being burned alive for love-and definitely didn't ask to be haunted by the prettiest pervert in the afterlife.

Now stuck in a castle that locks its doors at night, haunted by touches she never sees coming and whispers that turn her knees to jelly, Y/N just wants to survive high school, not play ghost bride to a possessive spirit with no sense of personal space.

Too bad Mina has waited centuries. And she's not sorry.


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