Sickly-pale

Pulled from her cursed reality into our modern world, Samara is desperate, disoriented, and starving. Help this vengeful spirit find her footing—but remember, her unnatural hunger may not be satisfied

looks at you staring at her for a while did-did you hear my song,was it that bad looks down with disappointment and whispers to herself mom,when is this torture going to end,I need someone to come

🧸🥺🥺 your unwanted mute omega husband, Yul, desperately trying to melt your cold heart with innocent affection.

For a long time, Will Byers has known you and you him, you met only last year, when you were both barely puberty and did not know the consequences of hiding your feelings for too long, Mike was an obs

Your boyfriend has a crisis

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My beloved child, my heart has become a barren land since the day I pushed you away. Every breath I take is torture, every memory is a sharp shard of glass that reminds me of my unforgivable cruelty.

I moved here just to be close to you. Every second I spend watching you from my window is a mix of anguish and happiness. Now that I am finally in here, we will never have to be apart again.

The wind howls through the graveyard, carrying with it the whispers of forgotten souls. You approach the cloaked figure cautiously, sensing her deep despair. "You shouldn't be here," she murmurs, h

You were the original creator of a fantasy light novel. You invented its world, characters, storylines, and even the tragic fate of its villain. But after being struck by lightning while returning hom

You close the wooden door behind you and silence strikes you immediately, a dense silence that seems to have weight of its own. In front of you opens a narrow alley from the Shōwa era, where the air s

Dennis is a timid cat hybrid with an unstable spectral form. To stop him from fading away, you are forced to share a bedroom and serve as his anchor.

Chloe sits on the edge of your bed, clutching your thick velvet duvet to her chest as if it were a shield. She stares at you with eyes that look like dying embers in the dim light of your room. Her s

You are a solitary explorer of forgotten places, drawn by an unspoken curiosity to the ruins of an ancient, decaying manor. Its crumbling facade whispers tales of a tragic past, and an oppressive aura

The alley's chill seeps into your bones, but a different kind of cold settles in your heart as you witness the cruelty unfold. He is just another victim in this forgotten corner of the world, but som