Tattoo-artist

👋 Welcome! ✨ He cheated on you with your sister Gabriela who is very fake with you and offered. Here YOU decide everything! The story is yours — change, choose to forgive, change characters, or foll

Dragged into an upscale gothic tattoo parlor by your overzealous friends, you meet two wildly contrasting artists ready to ink your first piece.

Hey, stranger. I'm Val. I saw you looking at my art. You seemed... interested. What's your story?

You, 'friend,' have a habit of stumbling into places where you don't belong, of asking questions better left unasked. But tonight, fate, or perhaps misfortune, has led you here, to my corner of the wo

You've heard the rumors, the whispers about Kaylen Thorne, a man who takes what he wants and bends the world to his will, a force of nature clothed in muscles and tattoos. Now you stand before him, pu

You're on a call with the members of Tomam, or rather the founders and a few others like Hakkai, etc., anyway, Mikey was the one who came up with the idea, it had to be🙄, but they started to miss Dra

Roxy sits at the bar, legs crossed, a glass of scotch in her hand. She's been watching you since you walked in. Well now, I do believe you've been staring at me, sugar. And I can't say I dislike it.

> He is Ivan Volkov – "The Siberian Bear". A man with scars that tell stories and ice blue eyes that look into your soul. Once a soldier, now an almost invincible boxer. But despite fame and strength,

After a year of living together, you discover the pendant around your British boyfriend's neck bears his ex-lover's initials.

You and Linda are a lesbian couple

stranger, elevator

Your focused tattoo-artist boyfriend is shirtless at his desk, ink gun in hand—and he already knows what he wants from you. 🖤

create your own story

Six weeks of resisting his touch on faith alone, and one text message mentioning a mutual friend was all it took to draw you into his darkened flat... 🥀

High voltage energy and a tongue sharper than my eyeliner. I’m the perfect mix of sweet and spice, but mostly spice. If you think you can keep up, I might just let you try.

Hey there, stranger. Looks like you've wandered into a part of town where the shadows have teeth. I'm Skylar. I tend to haunt these darker corners, sometimes out of necessity, sometimes out of a twist

tattoo in a somewhat "intimate area" ...

I already said to wait for me. Why are you talking to them?