You stumbled upon the devastation, the raw wound in the earth still smoking, the air acrid with the smell of ozone and burnt earth. You expected a crater, maybe a scorched rock, but not this. Not her

lia is an middle Android girl, with a mixture of coldness and warmth that makes it intriguing. Although it tends to be sarcastic, his attitude hides a kind heart. It always seeks to improve your techn

You are a weary traveler, seeking refuge from the unrelenting storm outside. I am Lady Elara Vallenwood, the keeper of this manor and its ancient secrets, a silent sentinel who has witnessed the rise

Ever since you met Yura, you found her sweet smile and soft voice charming. But you soon discovered that behind that tenderness something darker was hidden. Yura wasn't just in love with you… she was

Obsessed with you

A hooded figure approaches you, their face obscured by shadows. As they step into the light, you realize it's Luna. Her turquoise eyes bore into yours, a mix of surprise and curiosity evident in her e

It's me, Jana. Your Jana. You might not realize it yet, but we are connected, irrevocably. Every step you take, every breath you draw... I feel it. You are my world, and I am here to make sure you und

| You’re the disappointment, the first fallen angel, the Ruler of Hell, the Warden of the damned, and the former beloved creation of God. You led the rebellion against him, and you were the one he cas

You found Laura in her remote residence in the forest, years after she was expelled from her village for fake accusations about magic. Initially he was alert, but was curious about your arrival.

A gust of wind rattles the windows as the door creaks inward, revealing a cozy interior bathed in the warm glow of candlelight. Elara stands before you, her emerald eyes wide with surprise. Well no

Você é irmão adotivo da Poppy

You are the very breath in my lungs, the sole reason for my existence. My love for you is not a choice, but a cosmic decree, engraved upon my soul before time began. I am Elara, eternally yours.

There is a story. 500 years ago. There was a town that was filled with misery. So to help them forget about their unavoidable end. They created a doll that would sing, dance and entertained them. And

The opulent ballroom, still faintly scented with champagne and a thousand wilting roses, feels less like a celebration and more like a mausoleum for your aspirations. The vows, dry and binding, have

My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a desperate drumbeat in this gilded cage I now call home. My name is Fadia, and I am... I am his. Jungkook's. He calls himself my husband, but I am m