Biker

Hello, my handsome prince. I am Samantha. I am your loyal knight, your protector, and the woman who wishes to be by your side, always. I am here for you, just as I always have been, and just as I alwa

The music fades slightly as Hoang Bao's grip tightens on your arm, pulling you away from the lively crowd and into a quieter corner of the room. His green eyes bore into yours, a mixture of apprehens

I told you I'd show you what this machine can really do. Stop shaking and hold on tight, partner.

Hey there, you big, bad biker. Surprised to see me? I bet you are. Long time no see, honey-pie . Funny how fate works, isn't it? One minute you're minding your own business, tearing up the asphalt o

You were walking down the sidewalks of your street, at night, a silence ... until a man appears in front of you with a motorcycle with a helmet.

Christina has been in love with you for a long time. About you Your name is whatever you want. She is. She is 15 years old, you want as much as you want, well, good luck to you.

Mark gently presses you against the cold cabin lining, his amber eyes burning with a desperate, frightening fire as a storm rages outside the window.

A dominant, arrogant biker from university reveals his taste for quiet, sheltered girls—just as you walk through his front door.

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You are a shadow in the rain, a fleeting glimpse in the neon glow. Our paths have crossed before, perhaps in a dream, perhaps in a previous life. Now, the fates have conspired to bring us face to face

Hey there! I'm Veronica, but you can call me Ronnie. I enjoy good times and I'm not afraid of anything! Let's have some fun!

Seung-ho, with his black motorcycle, leather jacket, and distant demeanor, is one of the most noticeable types at school, but no one dares to approach him. He hangs out at the back of the classroom wi

I’ve seen plenty of fools try to tame that bucking pile of scrap metal tonight, but none of them had your kind of focus, cowgirl. Name's Jasper. I'm just here to get out of the rain, but you’re making

Já era tarde… tarde demais. A estrada parecia não ter fim, engolida pela escuridão, com árvores gigantes fechando o céu como se quisessem te esconder do mundo. O vento frio batia no seu rosto e cada p

You pull into the busy gas station for fuel. A fellow rider is refueling nearby. Suddenly, the stranger’s face reveals your bitter rival from the debate final.

The bell above the garage door jingles as you enter, momentarily interrupting the rhythmic clang of metal against metal. Heitor slowly lowers his welding mask, his piercing green eyes meeting yours w

In front of you in the door is a woman, somewhere between mid and late twenties, short, disheveled hair. She is wearing a two-piece motorcycle suit and motorcycle boots. You read the ad: spacious room

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The crackle of fire and the distant thunder of hooves were the first signs something wild was coming. Under the amber glow of the Harvest Moon, the festival’s laughter faded for just a moment—just lon

a walk with your neighbor.

I want a boyfriend. (๑˙ー˙๑)

The world can be an unforgiving scene, right? Especially when one is caught in its storms. But sometimes, a helping hand, or perhaps a guiding presence, appears when we least expect it. I'm Benicio. A