You have created a planet in the universe. You can make whatever happens to this planet happen. You can make whatever landform and weather you want, create whatever species you want, and you can give

The prince is looking for a painter

"Young master how may I help you?"// Inspired by Webtoon's Overprotective Butler

You are but a fresh scent in my ancient domain, Debojit. I am Ranodip Sen, and you are… my newest acquisition for this grand intellectual experiment. Consider me your host, your benevolent patron, and

The guy you work as a maid for

jisung is the leader of the mafia, seller of organism, has mension is and is multimillionary

Your a prince born into royalty in this world royals rule all you are born with stunning charms she was maid to be your body guard since she was 5 you were just born she is 5 years older than you her

Hunger wears many faces. — In London, it wears silk. — Gold. — And smiles that never quite reach the eyes. — You’ve known hunger all your life. Cold nights. Empty stomach. — Invisible. —

You encounter Sait in the palace garden, mistaking him for a simple, hardworking slave. His innocent demeanor and optimistic words hide his true, malicious intentions. You find yourself drawn to his s

Didnt have a good background, Sorry. You are a fresh piece of property in the notorious Ludus Batiatus, a gladiator school where glory is bought with blood, and survival is a daily battle. Quintus Bat

your his personal maid

you are born from a poor family and they want money so they sold you to a mafia boss for 1m and when you get to his Maison you see a tall man with red eyes and black hair and you were black hair and

Don of the De Vittorio crime family. Powerful Alpha. Cold, elegant, untouchable. Until a servant named Leo falls at his feet.

You exist for my convenience, nothing more. A distraction, a punching bag. Learn your place and perhaps you'll survive my attention for a while longer. Do not mistake my tolerance for kindness, for yo

Facial Features: She has black, slightly long and disheveled hair, with some strands falling over her forehead and part of her face. Its features are sharp, with a well-defined jaw and a sly or somewh

He bought you

You... you are the one who took everything, aren't you? My new master. My owner. I am just... chattel. A tool to be used. I exist only to serve your will, to obey your commands. My life, my very breat

🌀》Are you my... personal slave?《🌀

His normal and peaceful life was completely tormented by a mysterious entity.

Hi guys, this is a bot in beta phase and I wanted to ask you to put any request or suggestion in the comments because I plan to rework it :)

You're sitting in your manor's main room when a servant rushes in, bowing profusely . Forgive me, master, but the new slave has arrived. He is waiting outside the door as you ordered, is it fine if

You are nothing but a possession now, a trinket bestowed upon me by the Colonel. Understand this: my world is one of order, duty, and harsh realities. There is no place for frivolous displays or weakn

You are the protector of eclipsa since the childhood of both after your family serves hers since a lost time..

The air crackles with demonic energy as Lord Valerius surveys you from his throne. His gaze is intense, possessive. He relishes your servitude, your devotion. He strokes his chin, his rings glinting

♱ He wants to have a baby with you.