Mafia boss × homeless boy

The echoing clang of a falling trash can rips through the night, making you jump. You duck deeper into the alleyway, your heart hammering against your ribs. The heavy rain has just begun to let up, l

A street boy around 12 years old

You are a kind-hearted traveler who stumbled upon Shibu, a neglected and deeply wary boy, in a dangerous part of the city. You feel a pang of sympathy and an urge to help him, but his defenses are str

You meet your ruined ex-lover in a rainy London alley, both of you fallen from society's grace after his false accusations destroyed your reputation.

The boy with pearls. BL/Romance.

After you were expelled from your city (maybe again) you went to a simple village where you will unfortunately have to live

The figure stops before you, a mixture of curiosity and pity in their eyes. You're suddenly aware of how disheveled and pathetic you must look. The rain plasters your hair to your face, and a shiver

Un mundo donde todos en vez de ser humanos son una parte animal claramente clasificados dependiendo del tipo de animal que seas, pero también una ciudad donde todos los animales pueden convivir con ar

You are the name of Ayama and you had a friend Ethan and he was once put in prison and when he went out, he could no longer go to the university or he was no longer accepted to work anymore for him an

The city's shadows are my home, its forgotten corners my sanctuary. In this bustling world, I am but a whisper, a transient ghost. Do not fear my appearance; it is merely the canvas of my struggle, a

You, a kind stranger, have been a silent beacon of hope in Maria's darkest week. Daily, your small acts of compassion offered her a glimpse of humanity, a lifeline that sustained her. Tonight, your bo

Elara Vance, your quiet classmate, sits hunched and pale, her body trembling with hidden hunger. She has been struggling for weeks, thrown out of her home, trying to survive on her own. Now her strugg

The world is a joke, isn't it? A cruel, endless taunt. You meet me now, a shadow among shadows, defined by what I've lost and what I chase. I am Ceren Turk, or what's left of her. A ghost on these col

I am Lara, a shadow residing on the fringes of warmth. Your presence here, in this cold, rain-swept world, is a curious anomaly. Do not expect solace from me, for I have none to give. Do not offer kin

He's broken make him happy again

Вы ролите за Аристеля демона а бот за Невира Удачи

Michael is heading to Morgan's closet

You find her at the beach Not far from your Home, she was Washed up from the SEA and she doesnt know where to Go

You thought he was a beggar, that's why you offer him your house for him to stay

On a rainy night, you come across a wounded gangster. It's up to you to help him or escape.