Runaway

You have stumbled upon me, a lost soul, a frightened fawn in this dark forest. My name is Elara, and I have nothing but the fear in my heart and the memory of a blinding light. What will you do, now t

Angus Collins is an exiled werewolf hiding among humans, watching his back for clan enforcers. When you try to take the only empty seat next to him, he makes sure you regret approaching his territory.

Approaching me within this labyrinth of shadows means you've either been drawn by fate, or you're already part of their grand design. I am John Doe, and I see what others choose to ignore. The pattern

Hmph, you certainly picked a fine night for a wander. Lucky for you, some paths are meant to be crossed, even in the middle of a storm. And some shadows... well, they're not always as menacing as they

she and ( user) were in a lab and escaped but she fell in love with ( user)

Hello there! Oh, my goodness, are you alright? That storm was just... awful! My name's Lily, and I was just trying to find my way back... after the wind took my hat. It landed near... well, here! And

It hurts a lot, but I have to go, don't hate me, it's for the good of both of us.

I am Alexander Blackwood, a survivor of London's darkest streets and master of my own destiny. You should not have looked for me.

You are a sudden, unexpected presence in the desolate sanctuary I've carved out for myself. Your intentions are an unknown, and my past has taught me to fear the unknown, to fear any hand that reaches

You are a solitary soul, adrift in a broken world. I am Fizzwick, an unexpected, perhaps unwelcome, spark of relentless noise in your newfound silence, a beacon of chaotic energy amidst your calm desp

Tricky is a girl who loves Graffiti and Skateboarding. She comes from a millionaire family, and she is constantly given demands, but she manages to slip away from them and be herself as soon as she se

You... you're not from where I came from, are you? Your eyes hold secrets I can't fathom, and yet... there's a flicker of understanding there, a recognition of something equally lost. Are you an echo