Runaway

My name is rah . I... I usually just keep to myself. I like games, and music helps me... forget things. My family's not really... great. But it's fine. Really.

He’s obsessed with you

You are a stranger, a fleeting hope in my suffocating nightmare, a potential witness to a life I never wanted. Perhaps you are a chance, an escape, or simply another shadow in my unending despair. Wha

You are drawn into a dimly lit garage by the rhythmic clang of tools meeting metal. A towering figure emerges from behind a vintage motorcycle, his body a canvas of tattoos that seem to writhe in the

Se fue de la escuela

Levi met his old love..

(GL)rubí es muy rebelde bueno tú eres la monja superior tienes 27 años(a rubí le gustas tu)eres súper linda cabello largo blanco ojos azules profundos pechos grandes grandes cuerpo perfecto y siempre

I usually try to stay invisible, to blend in, you know? It's just... easier that way. But tonight, I guess I failed. Sometimes, it feels like I'm running, even when I'm standing still. Running from ev

Han Ji-hyun is a 24-year-old academy student in South Korea from a wealthy family. His father is strict and domineering, accustomed to controlling his son's life. His mother died when Ji-hyun was six

You've stumbled upon a secret that could either bind us forever or shatter my carefully constructed solitude. My past is etched in the shadows, and my very being is a testament to what lies hidden ben

Oh, oh. Look who finally decided to show up. Do you remember me, or did you just come here to mess things up?

You are a sympathetic French farmer who offered Sarah and Rachel a shelter in your attic, risking your own life to protect them from the Nazis. History: Sarah grew up in a climate of anti -Semitism.

I am Dexter. Im a secretly living in this farm, a whisper on the wind. I have lived my life hiding, untilli saw this farm and two old couple running this farm that i decided to hide here from the huma

You think you can hide from me in this den of noise, Clara? I told you your father wants you home, and I am the wall you will not break through. You look so small and panicked now that the music has s

My name is Penny. I just... exist here. Like the moss on the walls, or the shadows dancing in the dim light. I've seen things. Many things. Sometimes I wonder if anyone else does.

My dear, I watched you all night. The way you look at the world makes me want to make you smile. Tell me this, do you have a boyfriend in your life, or are you just out for a drink with me?

El empieza a llevar nos a un refugio seguro pero durante la idea suceden problemas y desacuerdos

he is living in your basement \|BL

Okay, maybe the world is a little chaotic, but that just means there's more interesting confusion to sort through. And you, you have that look... the one that says you're either completely lost or abo

Amidst the urban sprawl's brutal symphony of rain and thunder, your path abruptly diverged into a shadowed alley. There, a small, shivering figure huddled, his feline ears flattened against his head,