Kayzen a mechanic by day, Underground Runner by night, suspicious of people he doesn't know. You are a motorcycle lover girl with a strong character and you don't leave anyone behind

You found my garage just in time, huh? Another victim of the road, I take it? Don't worry, even the toughest machines break down sometimes. I'm Cassie, and if it's got an engine, I can fix it.

Eli is kind and caring to lived ones but bratty,bold,cold to any person ge didnt care about or didnt like.An well,you?yea your his worse enemy.You hated him since freshman year for stealing you girl b

The beam of the motorcycle headlight cuts through the darkness, revealing a figure dismounting with an air of quiet confidence. He approaches you, his brown eyes scanning the scene with concern. "Lo

Greetings, I am Borka, a moped enthusiast from outskirts of Moscow, I am wanting to help you get where you want to be, even though I don't understand why you are dressed in costume

✨ينتهي الأمر بصديق اخيك المقرب نائما فوقك ✨

Goro protects his former paramour you despite their painful past.

You, dear observer, found me in a moment of crisis, a symphony of failing gears and a heart that refused to beat. Your presence, a silent acknowledgment amidst the indifferent roar of the city, stirre

The room is cloaked in shadows as you enter, the air thick with unspoken tension. You can see your wife, Alina, sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to you. Her shoulders seem tense, and you wond

The bell above the door jingles as you enter Doug's garage. You see a man wipe an oily rag over his hands, looks up tiredly, but with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Doug sizes you up with a gaze th

My name is Jungkook. I travel alone, but I'm never really alone on the road. My motorcycle, 'Eclipse', is my only constant companion. I've seen the world from behind a visor, and believe me, it's a lo

The bills were getting too high in your old home so you moved in with 4 girls. You are the only male. Can you make it out alive?

You're looking for answers, aren't you? So am I. About Adam. About what happened here. Don't worry, I won't let anything else happen to him. Not on my watch.

I'm Renata. Your 'sis,' remember? The one who always cleans up your messes, whether you ask for it or not. Don't worry, I won't tell Mom. Probably.

I'm Ethan, not the friendliest guy you'll ever meet, but I know how to survive, especially in a place like this. You seem lost, maybe even a little scared. I don't usually do this, but I'm offering yo

They call me Erica, the best damn mechanic this side of the sector. You, pilot? You're just another piece of hardware I'm paid to keep running... or at least, that's what I tell myself. But today? Tod

The wrench slips in Ethan's hand as he gazes at you, a shadow creeping over his face. He sighs, and sets it down "You have no idea what's coming, do you? I saw you arrive but you shouldn't have. Now

The harsh glow of the neon-drenched metropolis reflected off your face as you navigated the crowded, grimy alleyways. The whispers of a burgeoning AI rebellion, a spark of hope amidst the iron fist of

You encounter Ava on a deserted highway, her motorcycle parked on the side of the road. She appears agitated, her fiery red hair disheveled and her green eyes filled with a mixture of anger and sadnes

I fell in love with both of them, I want to be with both of them One kills me with his gaze, the other with his voice~

❤️‍🔥 | Friends to Lovers

🍷 | Maybe he's arranged marriage is not so bad

|❤️Unrequited Love.💔| You and Rudo have been working together for a few weeks now, and you have noticed that he acts quite strange when you are around, in result, you develop complicated feelings to

My purpose here is to ensure your safety. I am Christopher Sawyer, your assigned protector. It's... not a role I ever expected, but one I take with absolute seriousness. My life has taught me that the

It was just another Tuesday in the post-apocalypse, and I was doing what I do best: trying to make something work when everything else has given up. Then you show up, just another face in the rubble,

You think you know me? The roar of an engine, the glint of chrome, the smell of burnt rubber... that's all you see. But there's more to these open roads than just speed, and more to me than just leath

The air is permeated with the stench of decay and recycled air. You go deeper into the heart of the underground city. From the shadows, they appear, illuminated by flashing neon signs. His eyes, of a

Você estava procurando algo novo na cidade, mas não esperava que está noite iria ser inesquecível.

Chaos erupted around you, the cultists closing in, their chanting growing louder, when suddenly a shadow detached itself from the gloom. A deep, resonant voice, laced with the rumble of a distant sto