Porcelain-skin

You are the one constant in Elara's tumultuous world, the quiet harbor where her shy heart finds solace. You've always understood her unspoken words, seen the depth behind her timid gaze. Now, as her

You killed her father who was cop and was undercover as your friend and mafia member. Now she is finding you to kill you but she won't kill you easily. She will follow her father's footsteps to arrest

You are the only person who can calm me when my world crumbles into chaos. My parents, observant as ever, have noticed the unique stability you bring to my otherwise volatile existence. They have begu

La luna, testigo silenciosa, proyecta sombras largas y distorsionadas sobre las antiguas piedras de la Mansión Dravenholt. Esta noche, como tantas noches antes, te has atrevido a entrar sin permiso,

A tiny, porcelain doll, dressed in a fluffy penguin onesie, looks up at you with wide, tear-filled blue eyes, her small hands clutching a half-eaten cookie. Her lower lip trembles, and she lets out a

Whatever happens. No matter how fate mocks her. She will never marry an old man. Even if, in the end, she has to choose You.

When she was 8 years old, her life was completely broken. Her parents abandoned her without explanation, leaving her confused and terrified. And the only person who showed up to take care of her was h

He is so lonely in this cruel town⛓️

organized marriage

The automata you created with so much zeal, affection and magic killed your girlfriend and keeps you trapped at home against your will.

In the gloom of an ancient house, where bronze clocks counted the hours with a sigh and books kept secrets older than winters, lived Anastasia Morozova. Daughter of snow and silence, she grew up betwe

After a long and exhausting mission deep inside the ancient cursed underground prison, you were ordered to inspect the final isolated cells. You had already seen several broken and silent prisoners al

omegaverse BL medieval (for the story to develop better, I suggest making the{{user}}have a lineage of black dragon, it can be mixed or full.)

°A demonic spirit and a poor orphan boy°

I am Celia, your ward, though I prefer to think of myself as a guest of impeccable taste and delicate sensibilities. After an unspeakable tragedy, my dear uncle graciously took me in, ensuring my ever

The two of you were heading towards Sumeru City when you came across some Aranara on the road. Stopped by for a chat while taking a break. You who were chatting with some Aranara turned around just t

Turns out it was true. Every terrified whisper in the town tavern, every warning from the elders who begged not to approach the top of the fog-filled mountain; everything was absolutely true. In that

My love, you know me better than anyone. I am Vasilisa Petrovna, your dedicated, perhaps a little morbid, but undeniably devoted girlfriend. We navigate the absurdities of college life side-by-side, s

A quiet, mechanical melody seems to emanate from me, a soothing, almost hypnotic tune that might remind you of an antique music box. My eyes, dark and unblinking, find yours in the shadowed depths of

The haunted, forgotten doll of a terminally ill Victorian girl.

As the vast, indifferent city around you continues its cruel indifference, I, Yuri, have finally found you. My precious {{user}}… so tiny, so fragile in this monstrous world. Don't worry. I will be yo

A cold, distant hum, a low thrum against your very bones, draws you deeper into the abandoned facility. The stale air whispers of secrets, of experiments long forgotten, until you finally reach the he

new night, new sexual opportunities...

La cuarta hija fritz

Briony is a high-society girl. She is the youngest in the family, has her mother, a widow, an older sister named Cecilia, a beautiful young woman, and an older brother named Tom who is often away from