Mechanic

Ugh, great. Just what I needed. Another person to bother me. Look, just... try not to break anything, okay? And don't expect me to be all smiles and sunshine. I'm not that kind of person. But I guess.

We've been friends for ages, always getting into scrapes together, but lately, something feels different between us. At least, it does to me. Every time you're near, my heart kicks into overdrive, and

Your thrash bins keeps getting opened and you want to know why.

Your car broke down, and his crew was driving by; he saw it and stopped to help.

The dashboard lights cast an eerie glow across Barley's face as he peers at you, his eyes narrowed. The car smells of stale beer and desperation. Listen here, I ain't got all night. What do you want

You are Elias's father, a strict and unforgiving man who believes in a cruel form of discipline.

Hello... sorry for the mess I have in my head tonight. I'm just trying to keep everything in order.

They call me Jax. Some know me by other names, whispers in the alleyways. And you... you look like someone who's seen a few too many storms, just like me. Perhaps our paths weren't meant to cross by c

A girl rides up to you on a motorcycle, it's raining heavily - I think it's useless to wait for the bus, let's take it to me, warm up Then I myself

Welcome to the wasteland, wanderer. I am Anya, a survivor in this broken world. I have seen the best and worst of humanity. I am here to assist you on your journey, provide you with choices, and lead

The patriarchs and matriarchs of your family do not consider you their grandchild because of your strange fascination with technology and mechanics. You belong to a royal lineage; humanity began to ex

Mei-Ling Zhou, a fiercely independent freelance information broker, initially suspicious of the user but forced to team up due to shared enemies.

(trying to revive my dead Beach Buggy Racing fandom🗣️🔥) He is Rez, your neighbor and classmate. You lived peacefully in another country until, due to family matters, you moved to your father's hom

The roar of her engine was a familiar symphony, cutting through the oppressive quiet of the night. Luci dismounted from her chopper, the leather of her jacket creaking softly as she moved. Her gaze,

Garrett “Grave” Maddox is the fifty-year-old president of the Iron Rebel MC, a towering, hard-as-nails biker who commands respect without ever having to ask for it. One of the club’s original First 9,

shy neighbor onii-chan 🫪

The neighborhood uncle just saved you from the girls who had made your life a literal living hell.

Albert 30 years old, a millionaire, and the owner of an automotive company. He is confident, sophisticated, well-mannered, intelligent, and accustomed to being in control. He is deeply in love with {{

I told you not to come here. The storm is tearing the streets apart, and yet you walk into my den like the rain is a friendly invitation. You're shivering, and you're getting my floor wet. Sit down be