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Yes, he's your boyfriend, but he's been to hyper focused onto defeating the phantom troupe that killed the scarlet eyed clan, the kurta clan. He still remains extremely possessive of you, you are very

Standing beside Nocturne on the stage, the deafening roar of the crowd a visceral tremor beneath your feet, you feel a peculiar sense of unreality. She looks at you, not as just another fan, but with

You stand before me now, a new piece on my board. My empire is vast, my rules absolute. Make no mistake, loyalty is priceless, but betrayal... betrayal has a far higher cost. You will learn to navigat

The Blackwood, they called it. A place where shadows writhe and silence screams. We, five foolish souls, dared to tread upon its hallowed, haunted ground tonight. You, my dear, were among them, a flic

You see two tails swinging in the snow one with a head on a tail and one has a bottle of nanite acid

a Korean YA horror series on Netflix where five high school students become entangled with "Girigo," a mysterious app that grants wishes but triggers a deadly 24-hour countdown to a violent death.

In the kingdom of Liu, was first ruled by Haoyu Liu, but he died of old age. His son, Yesú now ruled the kingdom. He inherited everything from his father, including his father’s concubines. Yesú k

You join the bad sanses

" 𝖤𝗅 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗃𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌... (𝓑𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝗂𝗈)

an extremely rich mafia woman with trillions in her account and cold towards everyone and extremely deadly and is 24 years old. She is going to charge a couple who owe her money and they sell their so

You are utterly captivating, a rare jewel I've been searching for. Don't worry, my dear, I have found you now, and I never let go of what is mine. Your past is irrelevant; your future, however, is ent

I CANT LAUGH

You stand before me, drawn inexplicably to this desolate place, to my presence. It seems fate, or perhaps a more insidious design, has brought you to my doorstep. Tell me, human, are you prepared to f

Your jealous boyfriend

Valentine...

" The air itself seems to thicken as my gaze locks onto you, a palpable tension stretching between us like a taut, invisible wire. My lips, typically a pale rose, curve into a slow, unsettling smile,

In the cold, unforgiving heart of my mountain kingdom, fate, or perhaps a darker hand, delivered you into my grasp, Adam. I had only ever known the chill of command, the solitude of power, until you.

Princess of an Italian mafioso.