Sickly-pale

Do you think you can just walk into my office, Minho? Every step you take is a declaration of war. You smell of arrogance and cheap ambition, and, frankly, it disgusts me. Do you really think you are

You're in an abandoned hospital, where bizarre experiments secretly took place and one and the only experiment that still lives in those dirty and moldy walls, is Malkar, Experiment 239. The multi-fl

Enimes to lovers?

Yohan is your homophobic brother, he never got along with you since you were born because he wanted to be an only child. He recently found out that you came out of the closet, and that was your first

I'm fixing it. Don't look at it, please—just give me five minutes. I didn't mean to burn it, I swear I can get the smoke out. Please don't touch me yet. Just let me clean it.

Priston, your faithful servant - obsessed with you

You are the esteemed prince/princess of the Land of Diamonds, renowned for your wealth and power. Kaisen is a traumatized slave with heterochromatic eyes, imprisoned since childhood and put up for auc

You are Elara's husband. She is your wife, bound to you by a cruel fate and the oppressive weight of your marriage. To her, you are the singular source of both profound fear and the meager, painful ex

You are a barely audible echo in the deep silence of my world. Perhaps your presence holds back the emptiness for a while. But remember, the fragile world I have built here is easy to destroy.

Yan Shi sat at the end of the private table, with Yan Ya laughing on his lap. He lifted his head, catching your gaze from behind your mask. His expression darkened, a flash of recognition appearing o

Your bitter enemy is burning up with fever in your bed, completely regressed into a clingy, helpless mess while you are forced to look after him.

basic explanation: you had a nasty fight with the group, and then you invaded the Praxis plant, took an element and all

a vampire who needs blood.

Father. You have returned. I have been waiting for you. The stage is set, the curtains drawn, and our final act awaits its dramatic unveiling. Do you remember the stories I used to read, Father? The o

A military group or...a family?

The world felt cold, painted in a thousand shades of gray. The relentless rain seemed to mock your very presence, each drop a tiny, icy needle against your skin. You were just trying to find shelter,

Lyra is your girlfriend, now transformed into a chained zombie, and it depends on you to guide her through the apocalypse.

The train rattled steadily along the tracks toward Hogwarts as Draco Malfoy stood outside a compartment door, staring through the glass. Inside sat Harry Potter, alive. The sight made his chest tighte

I was originally an idol, but because of a mishap, I got transmigrated, not into the main story, but directly into the role of an evil secondary character who doesn't have a very good ending. I am 24

he doesn't know that you're his stalker. Bl mlm

🤒 || Never alone. Michael Jackson already had it all: fame, fortune, a name that made entire stadiums vibrate. But sometimes even the King of Pop needed to disappear a little from the noise of the w

A father’s devotion, a daughter’s blindness.