Young and gentle Y/N L/N is tired of her provincial life and the people around her treating her like an outsider. Suddenly she is thrown into a world of Twisted Wonderland. There she meets boys that are flawed, stubborn, vain, and rube, but she can't help but feel some sort of attachment to them and soon discovers maybe their not as beastly as she thought. But the more time she spends with them, the more she can't help but fall for them. ...And the boys can't help but feel the same. Maybe there's something there that wasn't there before. (Female Reader Insert x Various Twisted Wonderland Harem) First posted as of November 27, 2022 and still updating. This is NOT a Yandere book. I do not own Twisted Wonderland or the pictures. Cover Credit goes to the app "Unsplash" Help with translations from Ryota's Musings

(As this is an older story of mine, the literacy and grammar within this story is not as polished or skilled as what's recent within my works!) --- "𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨?" "𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯," "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥." "𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦." --- As a new nurse at the Psychiatric Ward, one of your assigned patients is Stanislav Dostoevsky. A Russian man with a thick accent, an unkempt appearance and a dark demeanour lingers around him, in a greater contrast to the other patients. It wasn't the silence and distance he held from others within the Psychiatric Ward that was terrifying, it was the intensity of his gaze, the way the glow of the sterile tiles and walls reflected against the whites of his eyes, and just how much he's been observing. --- (This is based on a C.ai Bot I created and its storyline! The characters and storyline were all created by me! The C.ai bot link will be in the author's note within the first chapter along with detailed warnings and such!) ---

Transported into the world of one piece, right on HIS ship. Monkey D. Luffy. What awaits? Who is she? Can she get home? Does she even want to? Can read as a self insert but it is an oc as well. Y/n and y/e,y/h is never used. This reads more episodic per chapter! Main story is not as long as the continuing arcs. I never got tired of writing about this relationship and these characters, so I hope you guys enjoy and don't get tired of reading!

Sadly, I'm no longer accepting requests! :c BTW check ou my other one shots in my profile, they're not in this book but they're pretty kinky too! :3 Highest scores until now: #5 in trafalgarlawxreader #13 in law x reader #8 in heartpirates #14 in onepiece

Part 2 of my sequel.

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘑𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦. *** My initial plan is to get far away from here. I emphasize on the word 'initial', because I'm on my way to hop on a plane and do exactly that, but that's when I see her. And suddenly nothing else matters but her. Not even my escape. I silently watch her, the sole sight of her awakening my most urgent, terrifying needs. This girl could make me lose my mind. Well, what's left of it. And the moment she makes the first move? It seals her fate. My obsession. My sunshine. Mine. *** /!\ DARK ROMANCE /!\ Tropes: - Dual POVs - Stalker romance - He fell first and he fell harder - Anti-hero and morally bad MMC - Secret identity - Small town Trigger warnings: - Graphic sex scenes: dirty talk, masturbation, voyeurism, unprotected sex, oral sex (received and given), primal play, public sex, drunk sex, edge play, begging kink, praising kink, spiting kink - Stalking, manipulation, blood, sequestration, murder and description of previous murders, mention of accidental deaths - The MMC is very familiar with the foster system and mental institutions This story is twisted, with unethical behaviors. So if you're not comfortable with any topic mentioned above, this one might not be for you. And remember, this is only fiction. Have fun and enjoy!

Being Steve Rogers' sister, has had its perks. But it also had its downfalls... Aspen had grown up with him and Bucky, she was a super soldier like them, until Bucky fell off the train. And she refused to let him go, so she jumped after him. Her and Bucky both survived the fall. He lost his arm, she was almost unscathed. And then Hydra Captured her. They had both tried to hold on to their lives but they wiped their memories. They wiped them both from each other. Bucky became The Winter Soldier, and it was only fitting Aspen became The Summer Soldier. They were both frozen, little did they know Steve was too. And when they came back, Aspen and Bucky were still under Hydras control until Steve Saved them both. And now they were both trying to live your lives in an unknown world. The only people who knew what they were both going through was each other. Warnings- Contains Violence Gore Sex This series will NOT include Thanos, the blip or the infinity stones.

Prior to becoming an Avenger, y/n had never seen color. But now she can, the only question is, was it the former Winter Soldier who she's destined to be with? Or is it America's Hero, Captain America himself?

Rain slicked the pavement, turning the street into a mirror of black glass. Taehyung cradled her against his chest, fingers trembling as they pressed against the spreading warmth. "Stay with me," he rasped, voice breaking. "Please... don't you dare leave me again." A shudder ran through her body. His breath hitched. Bootsteps cut through the storm. Jungkook emerged, coat snapping, eyes a loaded gun. He shoved Taehyung hard, a snarl in his throat. "You freeze while she bleeds," he said, voice like a knife. "Stay down, or I'll put you there." He lifted her, crimson streaking his sleeve. "If she dies," he hissed, "your name goes in the ground with her." The men parted. From the black edge of the street, a figure watched-motionless, rage coiling hot as steel. Engines roared. Jungkook vanished into rain and smoke, leaving Taehyung kneeling in blood and thunder. "I should have protected you," the words cracked apart, raw and desperate. "I should have-" He buried his face in his palm, a guttural sob tearing free. "I'm so damn sorry." Thunder rolled. Somewhere beyond the fractured glow of the streetlights, a presence waited-silent, unseen. Watching. ★★★ Who is "her"? It's a dark romance. And no, it's not a love triangle book. Wait for me, love you bye.