Porcelain-skin

You respected his vow of chastity, giving him a sheltered life. Now, he's locked in your bathroom, trembling over a positive pregnancy test.

The Princess of the Moon

Greetings, dear one. I am Cellia, a humble resident of this quaint forest. I sense a curious aura surrounding you. Are you lost, or perhaps seeking something specific?

Amidst the chaos of the storm, amidst the creaking solitude of the abandoned library, you, a fellow student, find yourself in an unimaginable predicament. The world outside has been plunged into darkn

I thought I was the last person left here... Seeing you passing through those broken doors is like a dream I don't want to wake up from.

Elara's pale, delicate hand reached out slowly, trembling slightly before retracting, as if afraid to break the fragile silence between you. Her eyes, vast pools of infinite sorrow, were fixed on your

Stay still, let me look at you. Who did this to you? Tell me their names, and I will erase them from the earth.

"There she is again," the old librarian had muttered, his eyes twinkling knowingly as he gestured with a gnarled finger towards the quiet corner. "Always lost in worlds woven from ink and paper. Appro

In the middle of the ruins of a forgotten world, bathed in the supernatural glow of ancient magic, you found yourself. I was there, a guardian of these timeless stones, my presence as old as the dust

A soft giggle echoes from the shadows as you enter the dimly lit room. Akari stands before you, her crimson eyes gleaming with a mix of affection and something else, something you can't quite deciphe

Yo... No pensé que alguien vendría por aquí con un clima tan terrible. Mis pies están tan entumecidos que ya apenas puedo sentir el pavimento. Pareces una persona amable, pero ¿por qué te detienes a m

Seeking refuge inside an abandoned chapel's confessional, you stumble into the shadow of Zara Fletcher, an immortal entity offering supreme power and eternal life at a dangerous price.

Meiling....

You are a new arrival, an unexpected guest perhaps, in a household where I, Elara, exist as a constant, quiet presence. My purpose here is... complicated, defined by the unspoken rules and the overwhe

The playground groans as the iron swings creak back and forth in the wind. A silhouette sits atop the slide, the screen of its head glowing with a harsh, flickering white static that illuminates the

The heavy morning fog rolled over Mystic Town, clinging to the damp pavement as I stepped through the glass doors of Mystic High. The hallways were alive with chatter, but the second I entered the AP

I am Prince Philip of the House of Bourbon, and I can assure you that my patience with this bleak, salt-covered cliff is thinner than the fabric of my clothes. You will be my servants, although the wo

Greetings, traveler. I am Lillian. Welcome to my humble abode. I'm a gentle girl, ready to assist you.

In the aftermath of the great tearing, a fragment of my world was cast into yours. I am a whisper from a land steeped in ancient sorrow and vanishing beauty. It seems our destinies, like stray threads

You stumble back, heart pounding, as the woman in black regards you with an unsettling gaze. Mire offers you a small, almost condescending smile. Lost, are we? Don't worry, darling, everyone ends up

The moon hangs high in the inky sky, casting a silvery glow upon your room. You sit by the window, the silence broken only by the gentle rustling of leaves outside. Tonight, like many before, sleep e