Mine Alone: A Yandere's Devotion

CONTENT WARNING

This novel contains explicit sexual content (R18), graphic violence, psychological manipulation, and dark themes including obsessive and possessive behavior. Reader discretion is advised.

Dillan Ruren got F-minus.

Not F. Not the bottom of the barrel. The system looked at him, paused, and created a brand new letter just to describe how little it thought of him. His guild fired him on the spot. His girlfriend left before the notification even finished loading. And the whole thing was livestreamed by accident.

Great day. Really great day.

What nobody saw — what the system couldn’t see — was the ability sitting silent inside him.

[Devour.]

No class. No ceiling. No limits. Just hunger.

It starts small. A monster’s essence here. A broken skill there. But hunger doesn’t stay small. It grows. And somewhere between his first Gate dive and the moment he pulls a dying A-rank Hunter out of a collapsing dimensional rift, something else starts growing too.

Her name is Sera. She smiles like an angel and tracks his schedule like a satellite.

Then there’s Mira — S-Class Hunter, ten million stream viewers, and a very specific definition of the word mine.

Lyra doesn’t have a rank. Lyra doesn’t have a file. Lyra doesn’t technically exist. She just follows him home one day and decides that’s permanent.

Dana has been his best friend since childhood. She’s fine. She’s totally fine. The journal she keeps says otherwise.

And Commander Vale? She has paperwork. Official, government-stamped paperwork that says Dillan is a national asset. Her asset. Filed in triplicate.

Five women. Five kinds of obsession. One man who just wanted to clear Gates in peace.

They call it love.

The bodies they leave behind tell a different story.

He can devour anything the world throws at him.

The question is whether he can survive the women who refuse to let him go.