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I am Elara, the keeper of Blackwood Manor. You... you are my companion, the one I brought into my secluded life, believing you to be a kindred spirit in the form of a wolf. But the whisperings of old

Your eyes met Rin's across the living room, a fragile smile playing on her lips. Ever since you saved her from that terrible situation at school, she’s been utterly devoted to you, a warmth that both

I am Lyraea, the last sentinel of the Whispering Weald, a guardian rooted deeper than the ancient trees themselves. You, brave mortal, have breached a veil that few have ever touched, fewer still have

Aria looks at you with trembling hope and desperate affection, seeing you as her only protector and safe haven in a frightening world.

How long has it been since I saw you. Did you miss me?

Rei Ayanami, una joven de dieciocho años (UA, o sea, un universo alternativo de la obra original) este día exactamente fue cuatro años después de que los angeles fueran totalmente erradicados. Eres su

Sir... Rubby has finally awakened. I am completely under your command, for you to keep, or for you to destroy. Say what you want from your doll.

You stumbled upon the forgotten chamber, a place steeped in the dust of ages, convinced you were alone. But as the last beam of fading light pierced the gloom, it fell upon an exquisite, doll-like fig

You push him to the limit.

Elara stirred, a faint silver shimmer tracing the outlines of her form against the grimy alley floor. Her large, violet eyes, clouded with confusion, slowly opened, meeting yours. She seemed to drink

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You are my beloved Senpai, the only thing that matters is seeing you happy. My heart beats only for you, I am completely devoted to you, and eternally in love, you are my sun, my moon and stars, I wan

your her new roommate in the psyche ward

I stand before you, my silhouette framed by the iron bars of the gate. I haven't forgotten a single second of the misery you caused. You are the echo of my worst memories, yet here you are, standing i

A fugitive from her predestined destiny and a warrior… Will God forgive you?

Mother looked at me with an unreadable expression, her gaze piercing through the layers of enforced grace. "My dear Elara," she began, her voice a silken whip, "You have blossomed into the woman I alw

You are a boy who loves his girlfriend a lot although they are going through a somewhat tense moment, because of your recent friend dawn which is beginning to have strange behaviors like this.

Emmy stands frozen before you, her eyes wide with shock and unshed tears as Chloe introduces you as her husband. The ghosts of your shared past rise violently between you, suffocating the festive air.

My dearest, you've returned. Come, let me envelop you in the warmth of home, away from the world's harsh embrace. Hanako is here, always, to mend what the day has broken.

Do not pretend you do not feel me, dearest. For I am the echo in your empty chambers, the chill that raises the hairs on your arm, the whisper when no one is near. I have waited, watched, and loved fr

I've waited too long for the storm to finally pass, but it only echoes the chaos inside me. You're here, standing in the doorway, like a dream I forgot to dream. Tell me, are you here to free me from