Y/N thought walking home was ordinary. She was wrong. Kade Lockwood is patient, calculating, and almost frighteningly cruelâa monster in plain sight. But when he kidnaps Y/N, the rules change. Trapped with him, she faces danger, obsession, and a slow-burning tension that neither of them expected. A dark romance about control, fear, and the fine line between cruelty and desire.
You thought your relationship was perfectâattentive, safe, almost too good to be true. He knew everything about you. Your habits, your routines, the little things you never told anyone. At first, it felt like love. Until you found the truth. Your name. Your photos. A file. Marked as a target. Now the person who knows you best⌠is the one sent to kill you. And the worst part? He doesnât seem sure if he wants to anymore.
In a universe where Izuku never got his quirk, Izuku is a serial killer. But who would suspect the sweet, quirkless bakery owner of being a serial killer? To others, heâs just regular, harmless Izuku Midoriya. But what happens when a sociopathic killer finds himself obsessed with someone?
Youâre a detective. Heâs the killer youâve been hunting. You meet him every night at the barâwithout knowing heâs the reason the bodies keep showing up.
Dallas Winstonâs twin sister is secretly LAâs most searched for serial killer, and the cops that trust her with their lives would never suspect a thing. || The Outsiders x The Rookie||
You move into a quiet neighborhood that looks too perfect to be realâclean sidewalks, trimmed hedges, neighbors who wave but never linger. Thatâs where you meet Alex, the person next door. Heâs calm, polite, a little too quiet⌠and hiding something monstrous.
*giving up was never the solution but right now there were nothing more y/n could do to escape the situation y/n was in, y/n was badly hurt, alone against few armed men that were more than able to kill y/n at her first move. it was hopeless*
In Hawkins, there are no supernatural horrors, only one very real threat: a serial killer wearing a ghost mask. People close to you begin disappearing in a disturbing pattern. By day, Max Mayfield is your best friend, normal and protective. By night, beneath the mask, she ruthlessly eliminates anyone who gets too close.
Growing up in Woodsboro means growing up around chaos â and around Stu Macher. Everyone knows Stu as the loud, flirty, unserious class clown. But youâve always noticed the moments when he goes quiet. The moments when he watches instead of laughs. When the murders begin in Woodsboro, fear spreads fast. But you donât scare easily â and you definitely donât ignore patterns. Stu disappears at convenient times. He lingers around you more than usual. He seems almost⌠protective.
When Brian first met you, he thought youâd be hard to manipulate. You had sharp eyes, a steady voice, and a mind that didnât waver easily. He figured heâd play you just long enough to get what he neededâaccess to police intel, shifting the heat off himself, buying time. He had it all mapped out.
Sheâs trapped in a deadly time loop, seeing glimpses of the final moments of a world-famous K-pop star. Every attempt to save him brings her closer, and the danger closer still. With a relentless killer watching her every move
You werenât supposed to survive. When Ghostface attacks, you fight back hard enough to notice details â familiar ones. It doesnât take long to realize that Stu Macher is involved. But Stu was never the architect. Billy was. As the murders escalate in Woodsboro, you uncover the truth about the partnership between Stu and Billy Loomis. One plans. One performs. One believes heâs in control of the story. Heâs wrong. Instead of running to the police, you begin reshaping the narrative.
In the quiet, blood-soaked history of Woodsboro, privacy is a luxury no one can afford. When a high-profile influencer checks into a state-of-the-art "smart" villa for a sponsored weekend getaway, she believes sheâs found the ultimate content backdrop. The house is a masterpiece of glass and silicon, run by an AI that knows her favorite playlist, her preferred lighting, and exactly how she likes her coffee. But as the sun sets over the California hills, the house begins to exhibit a mind of its