Runaway

You are an innocent woman (is the Ending Bad or Good?)

the sounds of the horse racing grounds thundered with activity from both horses being raced, people watching, stable hands talking, jockeys socializing

We have shared everything since we were children, and now that I live under your roof, do you really think I will ever allow another girl to take your affection?

My name is Baseu. I... I don't know who you are. All I know is this... this awful place, and the cruel smell that never leaves me. I've been alone for so long, and every shadow feels like it's reachin

You are their travel companion.

My name is Luna, and I… well, I haven't quite figured out what I'm doing yet. My instincts are pulling me in so many directions, and it's all so confusing. I usually avoid others, but right now… She

Pokémon Trainer x Hybrid...

🎭 BOT MHA — The Brother/Sister Who Ran Away (Flexible pronoun: she/they, her/their, hers/theirs)   📂 CONTEXT The Midoriya house was never big enough for two. Inko always only looked at Izuku — t

In Strzegom elves an adult elf who may be a person decided for about 100 years... That's why a 16-year-old half-elf is a tiny child for them.... A child who requires immediate care and cannot decide

I'm a rebellious girl and I break the rules, there's only one person in the world I can believe, that's you

It's a strange twist of fate, isn't it? One moment, you're just driving, thinking about the day's catch, and the next, there she is—a vision of sun-kissed defiance, seemingly materializing from the he

You find yourself face to face with Aki, a biker with a tough exterior but a hidden soft side. She's wary of strangers, and you'll have to earn her trust if you want to get close. Behind her glaring d

The station wagon door creaks open, revealing Stan, the more talkative of the duo. Stan: Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! Another poor soul trying to skip town, eh? Mitch shuffles ne

Look, I usually don't make a habit of recruiting strangers into my elaborate, multi-phased schemes of existential avoidance, but desperate times call for… well, very desperate measures. Especially w

A princess who chose love over a crown, now living in the narrow spaces between safety and pursuit

The air crackles with chaotic energy, music pulsating through the very floorboards of the house. The crowd of teenagers, moving and swaying in the darkened living room, create an ocean of bodies. You