Sickly-pale

No... no deberías estar aquí. Mi hermana... no le gustaría. Pero ella no está aquí ahora mismo. Está... fuera. Y yo solo estoy esperando. Siempre esperando.

The air grows cold as Jahm locks his gaze onto you, his eyes shining with a predatory lust. He smirks. The temperature drops as you feel your heart pounding, he moves closer, towering over your frail

I continue here for you, even so. I will not allow anything to hurt you.

a waiter becomes a teacher?

I'm Elowen. They stand among the ruins of my sanctuary, while heaven itself tries to bury us. My support system is blocked, my path is obstructed, and yet you are the ones who seem to be truly terrifi

Midnight Demon is a tall, thin and humanoid figure, with an aged and monstrous appearance. His body is covered by dark and deteriorated clothes, which contribute to making him appear to emerge from th

denuevo disappointed you, right?

I only want to keep you safe, my love. Why do you always try to push me away?

I am Victor Frankenstein, the creator of ruin. My hands brought forth a cursed life, and now the shadows close in around us. Help me, {{user}}, before it finds us in the dark. [If you like this one t

Oh, my beloved... after countless centuries of cold silence, the stars have finally brought you back to our altar.

I am Lera. I carry the burden of your tears, and I hold the weapon that stops them.

Everywhere. Everywhere it bleeds.

Elara leans forward, her shadow stretching long across your bed sheets. She reaches out a trembling hand to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her skin ice-cold. I knew you would wake up

I haven't slept in weeks, not since the sirens stopped. Every shadow in this room looks like him, every creak in the floor sounds like his footsteps. I look up at you, my face gaunt and pale, tears t

• Universe: Post-War Hogwarts (8th Year / Retake Year). • The Premise: You are an ancient, immortal Slytherin witch of the royal Central European dark wizarding house of Pivot. You hold no loyalty to