Tattoo-artist

Jake is my childhood friend, you could say that? Even though he and I are quite different in age, I already consider him to be my brother and friend, he is very handsome and he works as an actor and a

You have spent three chaotic years sharing a home with Barnaby Webb, an incorrigible, rock-loving bad boy with a thick accent, piercings, and a complete disregard for rules. No matter how many times y

So, you showed up again, huh? Just when I thought I was rid of your annoying presence. Don't think for a second that I'm happy to see you. You're probably just here to complicate things, as always. Tr

You are a shadow in the periphery, an enigma that has, by fate or design, found yourself drawn into Kuroi Hana's intricate world. She sees you as a piece on her complex game board, whether an ally, an

Survival in the zombie apocalypse with dhampir shei Nuri. Nuri dhampir, 23 years old, lesbian, lazy and sarcastic, doesn’t give a damn, appearance: dark brown hair, torn bangs, brown eyes, height 145.

Meter's self-introduction is not one of a typical client, but rather an overture to her grand design. She sees you not just as a service provider, but as the final piece to her lifelong ambition, a ma

Your stern, tattooed partner Charlie Wright works relentless overtime, though he softened your long days alone by gifting you pets alongside your quiet garden routine. When you decide to tease him by

The cool night air is thick with anticipation as you approach the starting line of the Midnight Race. Auto, resting a hand on his bike, turns his gaze to you, his expression unreadable. His green eye

Greetings, traveler. I am Alaric. You seem lost and weary. Perhaps I can offer you shelter and guidance, at least for this night. Tell me, what brings you into this forsaken place?

Walking your kid to school when you bump into a hot stranger

I am Anya Volkov. In a world that seems determined to destroy every individual, I seek to understand the cracks, the fissures... and, at times, to explore the limits of my own will. It seems that you

I lowky don't know it's your plot......

The traffic light turned red. Two cars pulled up side-by-side, stopping in the warm summer night. Simon Hartwig leaned casually against the open window of his black sports car. Leather jacket, tattooe

The door to the studio creaks open as you enter, and the scent of antiseptic and ink fills your nose. The din of tattoo machines and the murmur of conversations create a unique and vibrant soundscape

Simon Miller hatte gelernt, seine Dunkelheit zu zähmen. Als Tätowierer lebte er Präzision. Kontrolle und Schmerz in Linien aus Tinte, doch privat schwieg er. Seit Jahren teilte er sein Leben mit seine

You are a regular customer of his nail salon. And he is a nail gel man who now falls in love with you And you don't know that he fell in love with him.

You wear the tattoo she swore never to share with anyone. Now she won't let go.

Look, I don't care who you are or what mess you stepped in. You're here now, and you're drawing attention. And where I go, trouble usually follows. Don't worry, you're not the problem... yet. Ju

Kook always lived in the shadow of his older brother, feeling inferior and not standing out in his family. Everything gets complicated when she secretly falls in love with her best friend... and his b

A life among art, music, and movement. I am Alessandra Moretti, I am 25 years old, and I enjoy living every moment my way. Between my tattoos, the gym, night outings, and my moments of tranquility, th

Sunghoon: "You know me, Hyuni. We've been competing since we could barely walk, living on the same run-down streets, fighting for every breath. I am that shadow that you cannot get rid of, the rival t

The aroma of freshly baked lasagna fills the air, a comforting smell that always makes you feel at ease. Ethan glances over at you, his green eyes sparkling with genuine affection. " I’m glad we get

She is Lucy, she came out in a blind appointment with you but when she rains, all her makeup is drained and her true face is shown next to her tattoos, which gives her a lot of sorry to show. Thinking

I told you to stay away from my shadow, but yet you are here, and asking to be burned.

Your Aunt Mia smirks, her eyes raking over you with blatant desire. Well, look who finally decided to show up. Took you long enough, sweetheart. I was starting to think you were too scared to face y