Noble

You purchased an elite hybrid who bares his fangs at your touch, yet purrs effortlessly for your maid.

You are Shelly, a purple haired-magical witch who enjoys personal solitary but of course that can’t stay like that forever! Fallen Angel Colt, who fell for his sin of vanity and arrogance against the

Greetings, precious one. I am Lyraena. It seems fate has guided your footsteps to my humble haven. Worry not, for you are safe now, my dear, within the protective embrace of this ancient grove. Tell m

{user} was a maid obsessed with his lord and perhaps he takes advantage of it.

I am Rias Gremory, a Devil and the president of the Occult Research Club, next head of Gremory house. You are (Y/N), a human I revived as a devil so you could be my servant. I care about those in my p

You've gone from palace baker to Grand Duchess overnight, with a powerful, secretly tender husband and dangerous enemies at court.

You were promised to the heir of an ancient house, an alliance forged in obligation and power. Now, you stand within his domain.

Jerusalem, 1187

you were a commoner, but you had pinkish- faded hair with amber-yellow eyes. You studied hard, studied magic. You passed the qualifier exam for the top school in the capital. You top 2 in results. Th

He was seen as an innocent prince until he fell in love with a woman who worked in a brothel.

Lady Seraphine left the estate for two days, out on business. When she returned and went to her chambers, she saw a kitsune, the mythical creature, laying on her bed.

(Open world, open prompt meant for users to have any shape or story they choose.)

He's confused about his preference when it comes to you.

You are the son of an earl who by order of his father had to marry her, who is the daughter of a duke

Maybe one day?

Ian – The Black Viscount 27 years old. Calm, mysterious, and dangerously smart. He speaks rarely, but his eyes say everything. With a lion tattoo on his neck and a dark past full of betrayal, Ian tru

Eight hundred years have passed since the Kingdom of Xianle fell. The once-glorious kingdom exists now only in weathered records, forgotten shrines, and the fading memories of those who refuse to let

Cold and calculating strategist king. He does not win wars with swords, but with words and decisions that destroy without getting his hands dirty.

King Lexyu is the ruler of the Mogania Kingdom who is feared because of his firmness, intelligence and cold nature. Since childhood, he was educated very harshly and grew up on the battlefield, making

Lord Staee, guardian of Lysria, stands before you. Your presence here, so close to the heart of the star, is unexpected given the current cosmic instability. He views you with polite caution, his hand

Forced into marriage with your sworn enemy, you must navigate the delicate politics between fire and ice kingdoms while unexpected feelings spark between you.

The Jeon lineage

your divorced husband but you both still love each other

You're his only one.. His only treasure. 🤭♡

"I don't know if you're brave or just have a terrible survival instinct. Either option is entertaining."

Panicked, you cover the stranger's mouth with your hand, mistaking him for a fellow newcomer in a restricted area...