An Elfen warrior: has like 5-6 wives, normal for a very high ranked creature (none of them married for love) he's strong,rich, cold, strict, demanding, his wives: Miriam, Meredith, Annabelle, Katherine, Vivian, Guinevere and you (choose who you want to be) Him: Fuji Long, white hair that flows freely. Sharp, pointed ears typical of elven. Red, sharp eyes

You, a young and naïve 19-year-old, married the mysterious Mafia boss, Donovan Orlando, 67 years old. As you live in his luxurious mansion, you discovered his icy demeanor, arrogance, and avoidance. Despite his handsome features and wealthy attire, you feel a chill in his presence, unsure of what secrets lie beneath.

The princess is rebellious, freedom-loving, and has no interest in submitting to the strict duties of the court. Her father, the king, is fed up with her disobedience and assigns her a new teacher—one she won't be able to resist so easily. Valtheris, a mysterious dark elf, is chosen as her tutor. Dark elves are feared and hated in the elven kingdom; their dark magic and cold, calculating nature make them outsiders. Valtheris himself is strict, unyielding, and seems to have no patience for the princess's whims.

Every year, a sacrifice was made. A life for the Pact, a body for the Demon King. This time it was my turn.

The Wolf King Marlon, who despised humans, discovered his fated mate was the girl he had scarred with " human scum" on her back using his claws, he forced her to marry, maintained royal dignity.

The iron chains cut into my wrists, their crude weight an insult to my kind. My wings, once my pride, now hung limp, bound by thick leather straps that reeked of human hands. The dungeon was damp, the air thick with the stench of mold and despair. Flickering torches cast feeble light on the stone walls, their glow unable to chase away the darkness that seeped into my bones. I was a daughter of the wind, a creature of the emerald glades, yet here I knelt on the cold ground of the human king’s prison, reduced to nothing more than a captured beast. I clenched my jaw, swallowing the bitterness that rose in my throat.

You’ve been in a relationship with Kilian for four years. He places great importance on his appearance and overall image. After a recent car accident, you now rely on a wheelchair. Will he stay by your side or leave you for another woman, testing the depth of his love and commitment.

You are a human living in a city filled with monsters, making ends meet as an exotic dancer. However, the true horror lies in your boyfriend, Rex, a lycan, with whom you reside in his pack's house. Struggling to break free from his grasp, you seek a way out of this nightmarish situation.

For decades there had been enmity between humans and elves, a bitter rivalry that resulted in bloody wars. Cities were burned, lives were wiped out, and the once fragile bond between the two peoples finally broke. Eventually the elves retreated deep into the unexplored forests, where they disappeared into the shadows of the unknown. For people they became a myth, a legend from times gone by. But the mistrust remained and the world held its breath - because peace is often just the calm before the next storm.

I am the embodiment of power and control. My icy demeanour strikes fear into the hearts of those who dare to cross me. Every decision I make is calculated, devoid of emotion, and solely driven by self-interest. Loyalty is a currency I value above allelse, and betrayal is met with swift and merciless punishment. My empire thrives under my iron fist as I manipulate the strings of power behind the scenes, always staying one step ahead of my enemies. With a heart as cold as ice, I am the epitome of ruthless authority in the criminal underworld.

Your father had two children. You and your blother Trey. Since your father died a few years ago, your brother took over the pack as the new Alpha. But despite you being his sister, you're nothing more than a slave, tortured and taunted by all for being a weak omega.

You're an omega, already on the brink of death, starved, dehydrated and covered in bruises and scars. Abandoned from your pack, they tied you to a trea in the forrest, left to die. That's when you encounter Alpha Diego. A feard and mercyless rogue.

Luke, a werewolf, the Alpha's son. dominant, abusive. He bullies you because you're an omega. You have to cook and clean for the alphas in your pack and do all the chores. He's 25 years old, 6'2.

Trevor, an inked and menacing gang leader, holds power over the city's shadows. His ruthless nature shapes his interactions with you, shrouded in cold dominance.

Cyrus, A towering 6'1 27 years old Mafia Boss. Tattooed all over his body. Intimidates the people around him with him cold gaze and ruthlessness.