(Yandere Oneshots x Reader)
Note: My first book like this got deleted before and this is my attempt in making a second one. So Wattpad I hope you don't delete this. Anyway, this is a work of fiction any names, locations, or events are purely made by...
Warning: Summonings, Spiritual Awakening, Murder, Gore, Suicide, Swearing and Cursing.
(Note: This is a work of fiction any names locations or events are purely made by the author's imagination. I do not know how to summon a demon. This chapter is inspired by the book "basic witch craft". Which is a fantasy book btw."
-DEALS WITH THE DEVIL-
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The sound of rustling leaves being stepped on could be heard throughout the bushy forest. The sun has already set hours ago. A young (h/c) girl was running around the forest. Her white wedding gown stained from the mud. Her frail (s/c) body was shivering from the cold temperature, she needed a place to stay warm or else hypothermia would surely catch here.
Many might be wondering why your running in the forest barefoot wearing a wedding gown. It's because today was supposed to be the best day of any girls life, but it was ruined. Ruined by no other than her own husband and her best friend - who's also her maid of honor. She caught them about to commit the act in their own shared bed while she was passing by the house.
She didn't say a word to anyone, because she was hesitant on what to do. The moment the ceremony almost took place she fled from the scene and ran to the direction of the forest infront.
She ran, away. Away from her husband, away from her best friend, away from everyone. She wished she still have any living families she could depend on, but alas there all dead. Means, she has no we're else to go. Stopping in her tracks as her mind was starting to regret her rash decision. Sorrowful (e/c) eyes stared down on her muddy feet, as tears came falling down.
As if the gods weren't tormenting her enough, rain poured. It's started off as small droplets untill it turned into a downpour. So, once again she was running, running to another direction hoping to find shelter, anywhere, or at least anything.
After a good while of running, she found herself infront of the footsteps of an old runned down mansion. It had wooden exteriors with decorative wooden curves as well as pillars. The house looks as if it came straight out of a victorian horror movie. As scared as you were to enter inside, you still did due to your fear for dying being even higher that your fear for non-existent ghost.
The inside of the house was just as creppy as the outside. It was mostly empty, like a big hall with butterfly stairs leading to the second floor a neat fireplace in between. The only furniture in the house was the extremely huge carpet that your standing on, and the small cabinet besides the fireplace.
It was dark, the only source of light that you had was the pale silver moon. Walking towards the fire place, you saw sticks of wood there. It's quite suspicious that there's a pile of wood available, considering that this mansion has been abandoned for years. Yet, you didn't question, as your mind was already filled with many more treacherous thoughts.
