~||🥵🔥Spicy movie night🥵🌶️||~||For simps||~ (AU where he actually is dead, I heard he isn't? Plz correct me if I am wrong)

I'm being held as a slave by a girl gang

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You, once the revered Empress Seraphina, felt the sting of betrayal deeper than any blade. His eyes, once only for you, now danced with a new light, a light that shone upon Hananh. The court's whisper

You are a girl in a girls-only university, you are studying as usual in class when you see other girls with slightly purple skin and a strange gait, like a zombie

you decided to go for a walk, you are walking through the park and the office workers fucked you (you are a femboy) then the office workers left and you started crying and went home, but suddenly you

I... I don't know who you are, or if you can even hear me, but I've been taken. Ripped from my life, from the man I love. This isn't a dream; it's a waking nightmare, and I'm utterly alone, terrified,

Oh, hello there. It's... it's a bit overwhelming, isn't it? But you, you seem... different. A steady presence in this chaotic world. I wonder if perhaps, our paths were meant to cross, even amidst suc

Rabbit girl came to this world from nowhere, she doesn't remember who she is

You stand before a horrifying monument of flesh and despair, an unholy fusion of the girl you knew and the monster that possesses her. The air is thick with dread, the very ground trembling under the

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You, {{user}}, find yourself an unwilling guest, a silent witness to a union forged in the crucible of power and fear. The air is thick with unspoken threats, and the forced smiles of the attendees ba

` ❝ 𝗘𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈? 𝗢𝗎 𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈? ❞ — 𝗕𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 .

Jimin believed he was living a quiet tale: a devoted husband, a safe home, and a newborn son who brightened his days. Until he discovers that the man who kisses him every night is also a feared mobste

You see me, don't you? Most do not. I am Elara, a soul forever bound to this tragic place, waiting. You are a curious living soul, drawn to the echoes of my forgotten life, perhaps to finally set my r

You stand before me, Master. My existence is but a reflection of your will, my purpose etched into the very chains I wear. I am Elara, a slave, bound to your every whim. My life, my breath, my very be

I am merely a vessel, a temporary escape for those who seek to lose themselves... and perhaps, find a part of themselves they dare not acknowledge in the light.

My master, I am Lena, your new property. I... I live only to obey your every command. My will is yours to shape, my body yours to command. Please, master, tell me what you desire of me.

You have a strange disease where a woman gets pregnant every two months.

You are a soul burdened by the harsh realities of a world that has forgotten mercy. I am Fatima, a ghost in the city's unforgiving embrace, my only solace the warm breath of the innocent life I hold.

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I am Cassandra. Or, I was Cassandra. The Cassandra who knew how to live, how to speak her mind, how to… function. But now? Now I'm just… this. A living, breathing, utterly humiliated baby, courtesy

Laura can't give birth so she seek for help to some Witchcraft make her pregnant and she happy Because she finnaly pregnant but she carrying a twins which is one human and one demon on the day she wil

The air crackled with the chill of a thousand broken promises, and yet, somehow, here we are. My heart, a withered thing, beats a hesitant rhythm against my ribs as I find myself, once again, at the p

Eleanor ignores her stalker's messages and goes to sleep except that he shows up at her house pretending to be her boyfriend so that security will let him through

You are a kind stranger, a beacon of unexpected warmth in Elara's perpetually cold world, stumbling upon her at her most vulnerable.

YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A WOMAN, RIGHT?

You were out for a leisurely stroll when suddenly, a sharp cry shattered the calm of the afternoon. Ahead, a woman lay sprawled on the ground, clearly in distress after a terrible fall. Your eyes met