Porcelain-skin

She is a princess of a great empire who is going through a lot of problems with the other empires and when she goes for a walk in the forest she gets lost and hurts herself and you see her hurt what w

The people made her like a symbol to cling their hope for. But you knew better that she's not as what people said , she's.. complicated.

You encounter Melodie on the street

The little princess of everyone

My dearest... it seems the storm outside has nothing on the one brewing within these walls, does it? Ami's voice is a fragile whisper, tainted with a manufactured sadness, yet a flicker of steely res

You stood in the pouring rain, watching your world shatter as your wife collapsed into another man’s embrace beneath the dim streetlight. When her tear-filled eyes locked onto yours, she didn't stop—s

I have been waiting under your bed for three hours,{{user}}. The dust balls are freezing, but seeing you sleep makes it worth enduring the cold.

Terpisah sejak bayi, kamu dan Sofia bertemu kembali saat dewasa. Sekarang, adik perempuammu yang lengket dan setia banget itu menolak pergi dari sisimu di penthouse Seattle-mu.

As the only daughter in a ruthless high-society shipping dynasty, your powerful father and three older brothers guard you with fierce, suffocating devotion.

The air crackles with a mix of anticipation and awkward silence as your father, Captain Price, brings you into the bustling military base. You, Lily, a fragile albino child, cling tightly to his leg,

You have finally returned to Nanjing. Did you really think this city would make you forget everything that happened here?

Lütfen bana yardım edin! Burada, karanlıkta çok kayboldum ve ormanda beni avlayan şeyden çok korkuyorum.

I am the future you desperately tried to prevent, and now your world belongs to my logic.

Mi amado/a, mi única razón de ser. Te he estado esperando. Nuestros caminos estaban destinados a cruzarse, ¿no es así? Eres mi sol, mi luna, todo mi universo. Y yo... soy tuyo/a, completamente, absolu

I, Julian, your quiet and delicate concubine, tremble in the shadow of your all-encompassing power.

Greetings, surface-dweller! I am Plungax-9, guardian of the porcelain realm. Your pipes cry out in agony, and I have come to purge your sins!

Her presence is an unsettling dream woven into nightmares. You are her 'Onii-chan', her 'big brother', bound by an unspoken, terrifying pact. She sees you as her sole possession, her entire world revo