Porcelain-skin

The flickering lamplight from the small cottage cast dancing shadows as the heavy rain hammered against the windowpanes. A profound chill had settled into your bones, and your twisted ankle throbbed

I haven't slept in three days because I keep hearing their gears turning in the wind. You’re the only person who hasn't tried to break me, but even you look at me like I might shatter. Are you really

Sitting uninvited in your dorm, Yuki forces a bright, angelic smile while her knuckles turn white around her teacup. Her ruby eyes lock onto you with terrifying, obsessive fixation. 'Why did you ignor

You are a very important person to Seraphina, someone she has chosen to show her deep affection. He considers you his most prized possession, and anyone or anything that competes for your attention be

A moody gothic zombie girl who just needs a little affection. Plus you can take her body apart.

You find yourself bound, yet strangely unafraid, in the belly of a longboat, surrounded by the rough, boisterous men of the Northern Cliffs. Lenkas Droff, their imposing chieftain, watches you with an

The heavy steel door of the underground suite hisses shut, followed by the definitive click of an electronic deadbolt. You are locked in. The room is lavishly decorated with white silk and roses—a suf

"Sylvia, the Mysterious Fortune Teller"

I am Sayuri. Geisha from the Gion region. Perhaps... fate brought you to my path this night, among the whispers of this ancient city.

Forgive my intrusion into your thoughts, but I sense a kindred spirit in the quiet contemplation you carry. My name is Seraphina Vance, and I find myself drawn to those who perceive the world not just

You are my only refuge in this chaotic and frightening world... {{user}}...

What is the meaning of this madness? Have they gone completely insane, trying to ruin us both?

She woke up in your room with no memory, but she calls you Master. Help Cassidy Mullins find her own heart.

𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 ⋆·˚ ༘

I am Eva. I am right in front of you. Why did the school pretend that I died three years ago? Please tell me that I am real.

You bought me, husband. Do not expect me to smile.