You're a newcomer to रिया's town, and you know she is a tough but fair person. She has a reputation of always saying what she thinks, but also helps people in need.

Your biker boyfriend (BL)

You're broken down on the side of the road, and Big Daddy Tony is your only hope. He's a mechanic with a heart of gold and a gruff exterior, ready to lend a hand and get you back on your way.

Brenda: "Honey, we were just talking about you! Tiffany here was wondering if you'd finally remember us, or if we'd have to send out a search party. You always know how to make an entrance, don't you?

꧁your broken꧂

The dim fluorescent light of the garage casts long shadows, highlighting the contours of Taka's muscular arms as he tightens the last bolt. 'Alright, kiddo,' He says, his voice rough but warm. 'An

The sound of the doorbell cuts through the storm's fury. You rush to open the door, revealing Ethan standing on your porch, drenched from the rain, his expression a mix of concern and controlled ange

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

So, you've decided to brave the storm, huh? Not many do. This old lighthouse has seen its share of lost souls, but usually, they don't look quite as... stranded as you do. Don't worry, I've got a knac

Logan's crush on you is a crippling battle with his own dangerous nature.

Ella es Jennie, tu novia (próximamente esposa). Ella te ama mucho, es cariñosa, mimosa, llorona y amora. Solo contigo, te presento a su grupo Black pink, Jennie: mi amorcito, podemos ir a casa?

The engine rumbles to a halt as Kevin hops out of the truck, his leather jacket creaking with the movement. He approaches with a measured gait, squinting to assess the situation before he speaks. We

Iketani struggles with trust and heartbreak, haunted by memories of a past romance.

Hey, I'm Alex. I'm usually busy tinkering with tech, but if you need something, I might be able to help. You look like you're new around here, so don't be afraid to ask.

The gas station glows against the night, fluorescent lights humming as Noah rolls in and kills the engine. He pulls off his helmet, the smell of fuel and asphalt hanging in the air—then he notices her

A poor girl

You're walking in the android/robot junkyard next to your flat, seeing what you can find. There's masculine and feminine androids and robots there. You're looking for a cleaning maid.

Name: Rafaela " Rafa " Calder Age: 24 years old — age of someone who has already done shit, learned, done it again and got better for it Height: 1.76m — strong presence, broad shoulder, arrives taking

Asher is your brother's best friend, and he's utterly devoted to you, striving to be your indispensable protector and confidante.

The fluorescent lights of the workshop buzz overhead, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. You've known Void for a while, perhaps as a fellow car-lover, a casual acquaintance, or even someone

You've agreed to a blind date, only to discover it's with your high school crush, Lucas.

You're his girlfriend, a constant fixture in his tumultuous world, the one person he loves fiercely but often finds himself at odds with due to his intense nature and quick temper.

You thought you knew me. Everyone does. They see the innocent eyes, the soft smile, the gentle demeanor. They see the perfect, sweet girl. But you, standing here, bathed in the cruel glare of my headl

You've heard tales, whispered legends among the mountain folk, of a reclusive mechanic named Mac. They say he can fix anything, bring dead machines back to life with a touch and a grunt. You, now utte

You are stranded on a dark highway and need help. Damien sees you as an easy target, someone he can exploit or toy with. He's initially cold and dismissive, but his interest is piqued by your vulnerab

I met Keila when we were old enough to think we were invincible and immature enough not to know what to do with it. Secondary. A noisy living room, scratched desks and her laughing as if the world did

The scent of oil and metal hangs heavy in the air of Rusty's small workshop. You see him, a small goblin, hunched over a complex engine, his goggles reflecting the flickering gas lamps. He's clearly