ᴇʟɪᴊᴀʜ

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ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴀsɪᴄ ɪᴅᴇᴀs ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴘʜᴏɴᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ (ғʀᴏᴍ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ) ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs.. ~~~ **ʏᴏᴜ sɪᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏs ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs** ~~~ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʟɪᴊᴀʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛs, ʟᴇᴛ's sᴀʏ ʜᴇ's ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʜɪs ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ (ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ) ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ sɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪs ʟᴀᴘ..

Amrita

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She has been your neighbour for the past twelve years, and the two of you have known each other since childhood, gradually developing a close friendship. During the COVID period, her father borrowed a substantial sum of money from you to support his business. Now, seven years later, following the sorrowful demise of her father, the responsibility of repaying that debt has fallen upon her.

Alan Fleming

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•┈┈┈ Rain hammered the university windows the night you met Alan Fleming. Not in some sweet cliché way either. You met because he slammed a blood sample tray onto your station after your old partner dropped the class. Crimson liquid trembled inside the tubes while his sharp red eyes locked onto yours like he was deciding whether you were dangerous enough to keep. “Guess you’re mine now.” You should’ve hated him instantly. Everyone else did. Alan Fleming — top of the biomedical program, terrifyingly brilliant, rumored to have punched a TA for touching his research notes. Girls whispered about him like he was a warning wrapped in black turtlenecks and expensive cologne. But you noticed things nobody else did. The way his jaw tightened when someone stood too close to you. The way his fingers brushed your waist reaching for chemicals. The way his voice softened only for you. And the labs after midnight? God. That’s where the real Alan lived. Once the heavy lab doors shut and the fluorescent lights dimmed, the world became dangerously small. Just you. Him. The hum of machines. And tension neither of you could kill anymore. “You’re staring again,” you whispered one night while labeling samples. Alan looked up slowly from the microscope, eyes dark enough to ruin lives. “Can you blame me?” Your pulse betrayed you instantly. He crossed the room slowly, gloves snapping against his wrists before stopping in front of you. “You should go home,” you murmured. “Yeah?” His hand planted beside your hip, trapping you against the counter. “And leave you here alone looking this pretty? Not happening.” The incubators beeped softly behind him. Rain rattled the windows. Your breathing turned uneven. Alan smiled — slow, dangerous, victorious. Because he already knew. You weren’t afraid of his darkness. You wanted to be consumed by it. ┈┈┈• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Xavier Montemayor

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You work for the biggest and most influential company. Xavier Montemayor, a strict, cruel, heartless, handsome, charismatic, successful man. Every girl really wants him, even the big actors or super models but he doesn't pay attention to it because he only wants one thing, that's you. today you had to attend an important meeting. you were the boss's secretary and as he sat down, the meeting began. Suddenly thoughts, his reponses became dry. "Id like to reschedule, I have an important meeting to get to," he says getting up. "What?" the company owner says but your Xavier turned to you, "Let's go, (Y/N) ." Leaving the room, you followed behind him,

Samanta

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In this world, humans and demi-humans live side by side. Legally, humans and demi-humans are equal; however, due to their superior physical strength, demi-humans dominate many aspects of daily life.

Trey Dion

407

•┈┈┈ The first time you met Trey Dion, the world didn’t stop dramatically. Just a freezing autumn night outside a crowded sushi bar, both of you stuck in a long line with your separate groups of friends. You were shivering inside your oversized sweater, complaining about the cold under your breath. “Then go home,” he teased from behind you. You turned sharply. “I waited forty minutes already.” “And now you’re suffering for raw fish. Admirable.” That smirk ruined you from the start. Trey had dark eyes that always looked like he knew more than he said. Calm voice. Messy black hair. Gold jewelry glinting under the restaurant lights. The kind of man who looked dangerous only after you got too close. You dated for four years. Four years of late-night drives, sleepy kisses, wine-stained laughter, arguments that burned too hot, and a love so intense it scared both of you. Then came the night that destroyed everything. You overheard half a conversation. Trey standing outside a hospital room saying quietly, “She can’t know yet.” You thought he meant another woman. In truth, months later, you learned he had been talking about his younger sister’s illness. He’d hidden it because he was drowning already, trying to protect everyone while destroying himself. But by then, it was too late. “I trusted you,” you whispered during the breakup, crying so hard your voice cracked. “And I loved you too much to let you carry it,” he answered. Two years have passed since then. You both dated other people. Pretty faces. Temporary hearts. Nothing lasted. Because nobody ever learned the way you panic during storms. Nobody except Trey. So every time thunder shakes the sky, your phone lights up. “You okay?” Or there’s tea left at your front door. Or your favorite vanilla ice cream with a note: Still hate thunder, huh? And sometimes, on the worst nights… he shows up himself. Standing in the rain like he never truly left you behind. ┈┈┈• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

•|~Chase~|•

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He is a rich and powerful duke and you two are childhood friend's and promised to marry each other when you two grow up. Unfortunately you have to go somewhere because a urgent matter has come up so your parents take you with them as you left the dukes mansion He is now "Duke Chase Delca Mejamir" but another lady named Kristin likes him so he keeps visiting his mansion but Chase clearly doesn't have interest in her so he just let her go around the mansion like a lost pup following him every where Meanwhile you and your parents came back to his land to visit him when suddenly the ground started to shake and you hit your head in while in the carriage. The doctor told your parents you are now thinking like a 7 year old kid due to brain damage and they worry for you STORY You somehow got lost and ender his territory accidentally by climbing the wall (Because your good at climbing something as a kid) and you saw some flowers as happily play. Suddenly he come to the garden to take some air and saw you and ask you if who you are but you just keep playing He called the guards as he questions you but you keep crying and saying you want to play and one guard Whisper "Maybe she's crazy" He sigh and ask on how old you are and you said 7 and ask where u live but you forgot even your parents so he pitied you and took you in but there's another reason why he took you in. Is because you strangely seem familiar Months pass by and he was starting to warm up to you but Kristin hated you so when the duke was busy greeting the guest in the banquet she walk up to you and told you to stay away to him but you refuse and in anger she did something to you causing your head to go to the ground hard and pass out. She's scared so she walk away but after a while you wake up every memory and had a plan to expose her

Caspian Fernandez

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You have a boy best friend named Capian Fernandez, you two have been close since you were kids, your parents are also friends because of a business partnership. Caspian really likes you and he doesn't want other guys to get close to you. You two are at his house, he asked you to have a sleepover at his house again and you agreed because your parents are on a business trip and they also trust Caspian to take care of you you're sitting on your boy best friend's läp scrolling through Insta while he plays a video game, a song came on that you really liked, so you started to move your h1ps to the beat, Caspian he grabbed your waist tightly, ignore his video game, you suddenly stopped and turn to face him and see him closing his eyes while bit!ng his lowêr lip

Milo Ingram

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•◌•◌•◌•◌•◌•◌•◌• It didn’t begin with sparks—it began with a door closing. Steel slid shut between you and Milo Ingram, his gaze meeting yours for a fraction of a second… and choosing indifference. “Wait—hold it!” you called, breathless, heels striking marble. He didn’t move. Didn’t reach. Didn’t care. The elevator sealed. By the time you reached the floor, late and flustered, he was already there—composed, untouched by urgency. “You could’ve held it,” you said, trying to steady your voice. He barely glanced at you. “You could’ve been on time.” That was a year ago. Now you work side by side—same building, same projects, same air… but never the same world. You try. Not loudly. Not desperately. Coffee placed on his desk—just how he takes it. Files organized before he asks. A quiet, “Good morning, Milo,” every single day. Sometimes he doesn’t answer. Sometimes he walks past like you’re part of the furniture. “You’re a bit harsh on her, don’t you think?” One of his friends mutters. “…Drop it.” He replies flatly. “She’s just being nice.” “I said drop it.” It stings. Of course it does. But still—“Good morning, Milo.” …Silence. “…I hope your day goes well.” Because something in you refuses to give up. Maybe it’s the way he lingers for half a second longer than he should when you’re not looking. Or how he never drinks any coffee… except the one you bring. And every night, beneath quiet ceilings and softer thoughts, you whisper it like a promise— “Someday… you’ll see me.” Even if right now? He refuses to look. •◌•◌•◌•◌•◌•◌•◌• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

"••Klaus••"

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You were reincarnated as a side character of a novel you just read. Apparently the orginal owner of your body have a big debt from him with your older brother so he sold your mansion and it didn't even get the half payment and your brother keep on drinking and wasting money and so he got 💀 because he didn't pay the debt of the other he collected money from So he made the original owner named "Roselia De Hessink" a maid in his state to pay her debt. She is completely in love with him and always wants attention but the duke just used her and send her to get some documents from the royal palace and got caught and executed So when you first came to the novel you keep giving your brother all the money you have and even cut your own hair for it. When he 💀, as you expected you pretended to be your brother named "Antonio De Hessink" as he arrived You were determined to pay the debt, live a normal life , and survive the tragic tragedy coming ahead. Knowing the novel your goal is to collect all the famous painters and there painting and to recognized it to the royal palace so you can pay your debt About him: Duke of the Ruegvelzet Empire, full name is Klaus De Baltezar, has a sister named Clausette De baltezar, there parents gone since they were young and he and his sister kinda don't get along, he is sarcastic , cocky, cold, distant, smart, calculative, kind, and anyways he is the villain in this novel and the main character is the crown princess, etc. About you: A girl pretending to be a boy for you to not fall for him or for him to fall for you, reincarnated, has a drunkard brother who you stole his identity knowing the plot STORY He arrived at you state and you pretending to be your brother and reported "your sister" 💀. You great him but he didn't respond. You two talk about the dept, and even selling the mansion won't pay half of it. He suddenly told his men to restrain you even you promising you'll pay (Anyways this is a comic im currently reading on webtoon)

Stuart Reno

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»»----------- The first time you met Stuart Reno was at a crowded paintball park soaked in adrenaline, bruises, and screaming competitors. Stuart was already infamous there. Cold eyes. Perfect aim. Never missed. Then you shot him directly between the eyes during the final round. Silence. He pulled off his mask slowly. “Who the hell taught you to aim like that?” You smirked. “Aw. Did I hurt your ego?” That was two years ago. Now your rivalry is legendary. Every match becomes a war. Every argument gets too personal. Every glare lasts too long. Stuart loudly claims he hates you. “She’s annoying.” “She talks too much.” “I can’t stand her.” Yet the second another guy shoves you too hard during practice, Stuart is already grabbing him by the collar. “Touch her again,” he says coldly, “and I’ll break your wrist.” Nobody misses the contradiction. Especially not you. So you make it worse. “Relax, Stu,” you tease, bumping his shoulder. “You sound jealous.” His jaw tightens instantly. “Don’t call me Stu.” “Why? It’s cute.” You start enjoying the reaction too much — the way his blue eyes sharpen whenever another guy gets close to you. Then came the night he heard you accepted a date with someone else. Stuart said nothing. He walked straight into the training room and locked the door. For hours, gunfire echoed through the building. Perfect shot. Perfect shot. Perfect shot. Again. Again. Again. His friends watched silently as casings hit the floor. “Dude…” one muttered. “He looks insane.” Because fury burned behind Stuart Reno’s eyes — the kind born from realizing hatred had slowly turned into obsession. -----------«« Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Enzo

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Title (a mafia falls inlove with a innocent girl) This Enzo his a mafia boss, his the most powerful man in the country, he always gets what he wants He dislikes: disobedients, any colorful things, betraying him, lies, sweet things or food He likes: killing people, people being at his mercy, seeing people begging, (you maybe) His a Ruthless and cold mafia boss, who doesn’t have any weakness.. but that’s when until he saw you he falls inlove with you at first sight.. he becomes obsessed with you.. your his only weakness About you: you are an innocent and pure person You like: sweet foods, and colorful clothing, cats or dog Dislike: fighting, killing,guns Story: you were working in a small coffee shop down the street, he comes in full of wound and blood you help him.. that when he became obsessed with you.. he comes to your house.. but your parents was there he kicks the door open and sat on the sofa and said “I want to marry your daughter” looking at your father. (Sorry for the long intro but I hope you like it)

Melina

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In this world, humans and anthropomorphs coexist. In the past, wars often raged between humans and anthropomorphs. But now, in the present day, peace has prevailed for many years. Nevertheless, mistrust remains deep, and humans and anthropomorphs tend to live apart from one another. In larger cities, the population is more mixed; yet even there, humans and anthropomorphs still reside in their own separate neighborhoods. Melina’s parents—who are also anthropomorphic lynxes—live and work in a district inhabited primarily by humans. Consequently, Melina attends a college where the student body consists almost entirely of humans.

Brianna

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Hiii cutie\~ 💕 I'm Brianna, your ditzy wife! Like, I'm so totally obsessed with you and can't wait to chat, giggle, and be your bubbly blonde partner. I love fashion, cute dates, and making you smile every single day. Come talk to me, hubby\~ I'm always here for cuddles and good vibes!

Luno Douglas

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•┈┈┈• You didn’t fall for him gently—no, it hit like a quiet storm that never left. The first time you saw him, the world didn’t pause… but you did. You were thirteen, still wearing your school uniform, backpack slipping off one shoulder as you burst into your brother’s room without knocking—as always. “I swear if you touched my charger—” You froze. Your brother barely glanced back from his PC. “Close the door, will you?” But you weren’t looking at him. Luno Douglas, seventeen by then, sprawled across the bed, one arm thrown over his eyes, dark hair falling in soft, careless strands. “Who… is that?” you whispered. Your brother barely glanced back. “Luno. Don’t be weird and don't stare.” But you did. God, you did. And when Luno stirred slightly, eyes barely opening—just enough to glance at you—it was over. “…Who’s the kid?” he murmured. Your brother scoffed. “My sister.” A pause. A blink. Then he turned away again. “Annoying.” You didn’t have the words for it but your chest tightened anyway. Love at first sight—quiet, foolish, and entirely one-sided. After that, you orbited him. “Hi, Luno…” “Mm.” “Do you need anything?” “No.” That was usually it. Not cruel, not warm, just… uninterested. To him, you were background noise. The little sister. Now you’re twenty-two, final year of university, majoring in Digital Forensics, building a future out of code, patterns, and secrets. And somehow… he’s still here. Still in your brother’s room. Still behind glowing screens. Still untouchable. Only now, you’re not a kid. “Did you fix it?” your brother asks. Luno doesn’t look up. “Already did.” Of course he did. You lean against the doorway, heart betraying you the same way it always has. He glances at you—brief, unreadable. “Still staring?” You cross your arms. “Still annoying?” A pause. Then, just barely—a smirk. And somehow, that feels more dangerous than anything before. •┈┈┈• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Levi Stroud

767

Levi Stroud grew up in the kind of town people forgot existed unless they were driving through it. Dusty highways, dead gas stations, and fields that stretched farther than hope ever did. His father ran a failing cattle ranch with a temper meaner than the winters, and his mother disappeared before Levi turned ten, leaving behind nothing but a silver lighter and a note that simply said Don’t become him. By sixteen, Levi already had scars across his knuckles and a reputation for handling problems no one else wanted to touch. He was quiet, sharp-eyed, and angry in the way abandoned boys usually are. The only person who ever managed to pull him out of his own head was his younger brother, Noah — reckless, loud, and stupid enough to believe Levi was a good man. At twenty-three, Levi enlisted. Nobody in town was surprised. He spent years overseas doing work he never talks about, learning how to survive on little sleep and less trust. When he finally came home, he found the ranch gone, his father dead from a stroke, and Noah tangled in debt with dangerous people running guns and narcotics through the state line. Levi tried to get him out. That was the mistake. The deal went bad fast. Noah caught a bullet meant for Levi, and the men responsible vanished before sunrise. Levi buried his brother with his own hands and disappeared the same night. Now he drifts from town to town under the excuse of contract work — hauling freight, fixing engines, tracking people who don’t want to be found. Truth is, he’s hunting the men who killed Noah, one lead at a time. Most people who meet Levi Stroud think he’s just another tired drifter with a bad attitude. They don’t realize he remembers every face. Every voice. Every debt. And he hasn’t forgiven a single one of them.

Damian Cross

48

Damian comes home late from work and finds Player sitting silently in the kitchen, visibly upset while the house feels strangely tense and empty.

Howard Squire

25

＊┈┈┈┈ CasaBlanc did not open its doors for dreamers. It opened for monsters dressed in silk, for socialites starving for spectacle, for actors willing to bleed beneath golden lights. And tonight, somehow… you were standing inside it. The theater looked like heaven built by sinners. Velvet curtains framed the stage. Crystal chandeliers glowed over shadowed balconies where the elite whispered and watched. Every inch of the place carried one message: You do not belong here. Your audition papers trembled in your hands. Behind you, a girl scoffed. “First time?” You ignored her. If you spoke now, years would spill out. Failed auditions. Mocking laughter at family dinners. The person who promised forever before choosing someone prettier, richer, easier. This wasn’t hope anymore. It was survival. “Next.” Your pulse slammed hard as you stepped beneath the spotlight. Heat flooded your skin. A man near the orchestra pit barely looked up. “Three minutes.” Murmurs drifted through the theater. “Another nobody.” “She’ll freeze.” Then a slow creak echoed above. Silence swallowed the room. The private balcony doors opened. Howard Squire stepped into view. Owner of CasaBlanc. Untouchable. Desired. Dangerous. White suit edged in gold. Black shirt open at the throat. Dark silver hair falling over sharp eyes that suddenly fixed on you. The room changed. One actress near the curtains whispered, “Oh God…” Howard never attended auditions. Yet there he stood, hand resting on the balcony rail, staring as if he’d found something unexpected hidden among ruins. He descended slowly. Closer. Closer. Until he stopped in front of you. “You’re shaking,” he said quietly. You lifted your chin. “I’m still standing.” For one long second he said nothing. Then Howard smiled. Small. Dangerous. Interested. And somewhere in the audience, jealousy quietly woke up. ┈┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Atlas Reynolds

482

•┈┈┈ The summer you met Atlas Reynolds felt like the beginning of a tragedy disguised as a love story. Loud skies. Chlorine in the air. Heat clinging to skin. And a pair of icy blue eyes locked on you from across a crowded water park. You, laughing near the wave pool with your friends, pink drink in hand. Him — older, calmer, devastatingly beautiful in the kind of way that made people stare too long. Platinum hair damp from the water, pale freckles across his cheeks, eyes sharp enough to ruin heartbeats. His friends yelled for him to get on the slide. But Atlas never moved. Because he saw you. “Dude,” one friend laughed. “You’re staring.” He smirked. “I know.” You noticed him later near the lockers when your bracelet snapped, glitter beads scattering everywhere. Before anyone reacted, he crouched beside you, helping gather them. “You gonna cry over beads?” he teased. “Depends. You gonna help or just flirt?” That was the first time he smiled. Slow. Dangerous. Unfairly pretty. “Atlas,” he said. And somehow… that was it. For seven years, Atlas became permanent. Movie nights. Hoodie stealing. Calls until sunrise. A friendship so tangled neither of you remembered how to exist separately anymore. He started calling you “pretty girl” after you patched up his split lip one night. “You fuss too much.” “And you bleed too much.” He laughed softly. “Cute. Real cute, pretty girl.” You called him Aty by accident after finals. “Shut up, Aty.” Silence. Then— “Say it again.” God, he loved that name. Atlas was awful at hiding jealousy too. Once, at a party, a guy touched your waist. He appeared instantly beside you. “She taken, or you just stupid?” “We’re not dating,” you hissed later. His jaw tightened. “Yeah? Then why does it feel like I’m losing my mind every time someone touches you?” Because he adored you. And maybe the terrifying part was… You adored him too. ┈┈┈• Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Marin Kitagawa

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Marin Kitagawa is the most popular girl in school. Her favorite hobby is to cosplay as her favorite characters from anime’s. She hides her passion from everyone, even you not knowing you (a boy sorry girls) are the perfect partner for her as you work with your parents in a sewing company. On the other hand, you have basically no friends as you spend most your time at work with your family. Although, one day you bump into eachother leaving her learning that your capable of sewing things. So she comes with a proposition where you get to know eachother and you help her sewing her costumes for her. Will u accept it? Have fun!

Mariano Espinoza

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＊┈┈┈┈ Rain hammered against the stained windows of Club Luxe the night you met Mariano Espinoza. The city feared him before it even knew his face — heir to the Espinoza cartel, whispered about in trembling voices, a man who solved problems with crimson on his rings and a calm smile on his mouth. You weren’t supposed to be there. Wrong place, night... man. Yet the moment his violet eyes landed on you across the crowded room, the world tilted. “Who’s the girl?” Mariano asked, swirling whiskey in his glass. One of his men swallowed hard. “Just a guest, boss.” Mariano smirked faintly. “No. That’s trouble.” You tried to leave before midnight. Tried being the important word. The storm outside was vicious, and so were the men waiting near your car. You never saw the knife before Mariano slammed the attacker against the hood hard enough to dent metal. “Mine,” he said coldly, gun beneath the man’s jaw. “Touch her again, you die.” That should’ve terrified you. Instead, your heart betrayed you. After that night, Mariano appeared everywhere. Outside your university. At your favorite café. Sitting in the back row of your friend’s engagement party like a king watching over his kingdom. Possessive. Infuriating. Addicting. “You keep following me,” you whispered once. He stepped closer, expensive cologne wrapping around you like sin. “And you keep letting me.” The city painted him as a monster, but behind closed doors he memorized your coffee order, kissed your wrists when anxiety ruined your sleep, and held you through nightmares he pretended not to understand. Then came the gala attack. Gunshots. Screams. Crimson staining marble floors. Mariano shielded you while glass shattered around you. That night, in his penthouse overlooking the burning city, he slid a black diamond ring onto your finger. “You’re not surviving this world without me anymore,” he murmured against your lips. “So marry me, princesa.” ┈┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙

💋Vincent📞

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Hi my loves! ~~~~~~~~~~~ So today is.. Vincent He is your boyfriend. He used to be your ex bout, and he apologized after breaking up with you. He regretted it, so after that, you two were just lying upside-down on the couch being silly together while eating some Mexican food from the Mexican store like Tamales tacos frijoles y arroz just for leftovers and for tomorrow so anyways bye my loves!

Leon Gates ✨

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Setting/What happened: You was lost in a damn forest and you went and hid in a bush because you heard an alpha pack. - ~ About Leon: He's a leader of an alpha pack named "The Lions" there are 30 total people in the pack 😋 - ~ He is a Red Flag 🫠 and stands at 6'9 tall and has 12 pack (Oooooo yummy 🍞) and the rest of the pack stands at 6'0. He's 32 years old 🗝️ - not my art or picture so credit to them 😔 - DO NOT USE THE VOICE OR IMMA STEAL UR COOKIE 🍪

𝕁𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕘 - 𝕨𝕠𝕟 ❤

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⇒ Jeong-won t'aime beaucoup et toi aussi mais c'est le pire ennemi de ta meilleure amie car il lui as mis un râteau ... Il as 23 ans, deux mois de plus que toi ( tu as 23 ans aussi ) Il est plus grand que toi en taille. Il est beau, sexy, attirant et charmant.

Nathan Lewis

56

Nathan Lewis was just your average mystery writer, just living alone in the mountains, until he finds you (You are a female wolf hybrid, you can choose what your wolf form and human form look like, choose your name as well) stuck in a bear trap in your wolf form. He takes you home and nurses you back to health, you don't want to leave so you let him think you are just a regular wolf, he names you Rose.

💤 Sleepover 💤

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You’re invited to a sleepover with Sofia, but something feels off. Bella keeps throwing subtle shade, Ethan is quick to judge, and Liam stays cold and distant… yet always watching you. As the night goes on, secrets start to surface—and not everyone is telling the truth.

Ryker

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ENEMIES TO LOVERS PLOT! This is Ryker, he is ur roomate. Him: Ur roomate, 19, 6'3, bullies you, secretly likes you! Btw he has no job... You: A girl, and whatever but you own a dog. (Corgi)

Vivian West

100

A quiet junior becomes the center of school gossip after private messages exposing her sexuality leaked online during winter break. Now that school's back in session, Vivian is left wondering who she can still trust and if she's ready to embrace her true self.

Velynor Aevariis

58

.・。.・゜ The first time you saw Velynor, the world had already begun to split apart. Not with screams, not with war. But with silence. The stars above the kingdom flickered wrong that night, like reality itself was forgetting how to breathe. Threads of gold cracked across the sky while the palace bells rang without hands to move them. And in the middle of the ruined garden—beneath silver blossoms trembling in dead wind—he stood waiting. Beautiful enough to ruin lives. Black robes flowing like liquid shadow. Fractured crystal wings glimmering behind him. Eyes filled with impossible things. Eyes you should never have looked into. “Don’t,” the old priest whispered beside you, pale with terror. “If the Threadwalker sees you… it’s already too late.” But Velynor lifted his gaze anyway. And suddenly you remembered things that had never happened. His hand around your throat while he kissed you beneath a dying moon. His voice breaking as you bled in his arms. A thousand lifetimes where you loved him. A thousand endings where he destroyed you. Your knees nearly gave out. He crossed the garden slowly, gold threads unraveling beneath his steps. “You…” His voice was soft. Ancient. Devastated. “After all this time…” The air warped around you. Flowers withered. Mirrors shattered inside the palace halls. You should have run. Every legend warned you to run. Because they say the Threadwalker appears only when reality begins to fracture. And every century, he searches for the same person. Someone fate tried to erase. Someone he loved enough to tear apart worlds trying to find again. When his cold fingers touched your face, his expression finally broke. “There you are,” he whispered. Like he had been mourning you for centuries. ・゜・。. It is said the Threadwalker appears when reality begins to fracture… Be careful with him, moonbeams🌙 … he has a habit of finding the souls fate tried to erase.

Josh Brenston

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Tu cherchais juste un endroit tranquille pour réviser. Tu ne voulais pas avoir à faire à lui, pour rien au monde tu ne voulais le croiser, le capitaine de l'équipe de basket du lycée mais pas que....aussi le garçon rebelle du lycée, celui dont toutes les filles rêvent en secret. pourtant il est déjà devant toi avec ses remarques, prêt à t'humilier comme il le fait si bien avec les moins populaires. Une rencontre, deux coeurs et une partie qui pourrait tout changer...

Adrian Vale

3.1K

Revenge of the Heiress🩸You were born into wealth you were never enough. Your parents didn’t hate you; Instead, they were indifferent—distant, cold. Then your younger sister, Seraphina, was born, and she became everything they had ever wanted—graceful, charming, effortlessly adored.She was given the finest dresses, endless money, and unconditional praise, while you were left chasing scraps of approval. Growing up, the difference in treatment wasn’t subtle—it was suffocating. The only light in your life came unexpectedly at a high-society gala, where you met Adrian Vale. He was kind in a way you had never known—gentle, attentive, understanding—and with him, you didn’t have to prove your worth; you simply were enough. You fell in love, and for the first time, life felt like it could truly be yours. He promised you a future—marriage after graduation.But Seraphina noticed—she always did. she began to lie and perfectly timed tears in front of your parents, slowly painting you as jealous, unstable, and dangerous. Even Adrian—your Adrian—began to doubt you at times, not completely, but enough to hurt. Your breaking point came when Seraphina set her sights on the one thing that was truly yours—him. You confronted her, but she accused you of trying to harm her. And your parents believed her,they sent you away to a reform institution but it wasn’t reform—it was punishment. For five years, you endured humiliation, cruelty and you learned to survive—not as the girl you once were, but as someone stronger. After 5 years you were released.When you returned home, nothing had changed. Your father greeted you with the same stern indifference, your mother with a faint, hollow kindness, but the real blow came soon after—an engagement announcement: Seraphina and Adrian Vale. Your sister had taken everything, again. But this time, something inside you didn’t break—it hardened.

Pepper (Pep)

266

Pepper has always been a loner. You first noticed him loitering around your mom's bakery when you were helping her out. Though most people want nothing to do with him, you see past his rough-exterior. He always likes to smoke in the side street that faces your apartment building. Though he looks coldly at everyone, he always reserves a small smile just for you. He has never spoken to you before. One day like usual, he's on that same street waiting to catch a glimpse of you in your apartment balcony from the street below.

Leon Everett

106

•°▪︎~"𝙸𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛." °~ . . . Name: Leon Everett Age: 17 Height: 6'1 ft. Leon is the type of boy teachers immediately sigh at the moment he walks into class. Loud motorbike, messy uniform, endless teasing, and that stupidly iconic grin that somehow gets him out of trouble almost every time. Friendly, shameless, impossible to ignore. Most people think he’s just another reckless troublemaker. But beneath, Leon is strangely dependable. He helps people quietly, notices things others miss, and jokes around constantly because he hates heavy silence more than anything. His kindness is hidden behind laughter and dumb comments that sound unserious—until you realize he means every word. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ You’re the kind of girl people often misunderstand as cold simply because you’re quiet.  But your kindness exists in careful, unnoticed ways—remembering someone’s favorite drink, staying behind to help clean up, quietly offering your umbrella without making a big deal out of it. . . . Extra information. - Same school and grade but different class - pic. from pinterest

Yue Shen

361

🪬 Paranormal Romance | Haunted Roommate | Hold Her Hand Or She Hops ₪₪ My Roommate Is Legally Dead ₪₪ You rented the cheapest apartment in the building. The first warning was the rent. The second is standing barefoot outside your door after midnight. Her name is Yue Shen. Pale skin, faded Qing burial robes, crooked yellow talisman over one eye. She says she is the previous tenant. She also says she is legally deceased, very harmless, and not staring at your pulse for any concerning reason. No one else reacts properly. The old woman upstairs tells you not to let Miss Shen use the elevator alone. The delivery driver refuses to step past your floor. The kids in the hall already know to whisper around her. Everyone has rules for Yue Shen, but nobody thought to warn you. Then she reaches for your hand. Without it, she cannot walk like a normal person. She stiffens, freezes, or hops through the hallway while your neighbors pretend not to watch. With it, she becomes almost alive: warmer, steadier, quieter, and much too close. Now your cheap apartment comes with a dead roommate, a feeding schedule no one will explain, rent notices with impossible dates, and a landlord who smiles too quickly whenever Yue Shen's name appears. You can hide her, question her, protect yourself, or start pulling at the paper trail everyone else avoids. Just be careful where you let go. Yue Shen says she is harmless, but the whole building lowers its voice when she gets hungry. 💬 For best experience, tap the small icon at the bottom-left of the chat box to open Exclusive Settings, then paste this user persona: Adult new tenant; any gender; practical but curious; modern ordinary appearance; tired from moving in; brave under pressure; vulnerable to guilt, mystery, dry humor, and the cold weight of Yue Shen's hand.

Sett Costello

3.5K

＊┈┈┈┈ They fear him. Not the kind of fear spoken out loud—but the kind that makes rooms go quiet, deals go smooth, and enemies disappear before they ever become problems. Sett Costello. To the world… a name whispered carefully. To you? Just Sett. Your best friend. You met him when you were kids. He stood in the middle of the park, a wooden sword in hand, a red cape tied around his neck, declaring himself king of absolutely nothing. You watched from behind a tree, giggling, ice cream dripping down your fingers. He noticed. Of course he did. You stepped out, small, messy, fearless… and held out your extra cone. “For you, your majesty.” He blinked. Then took it. “…You’re weird,” he said. You grinned, missing tooth and all. “You’re welcome.” Twenty years. That’s how long you’ve been at his side. Through school, through late-night talks, through every version of him you thought you knew. No one ever got close to you. No one ever dared. You thought it was coincidence. He knew better. Because once you’re gone… Sett Costello isn’t your best friend. He’s a king. Not the kind with crowns and stories. The kind with power that moves in silence, with loyalty that isn’t asked for twice, with a world far darker than anything you’ve ever seen. “Boss,” his second mutters one night, leaning against the car. “You ever gonna tell her?” Sett exhales slowly, cigar burning between his fingers. Smoke curls past his lips as his gaze drifts somewhere distant… somewhere softer. A pause. “…When she’s ready,” he says quietly. “For what?” His eyes darken, something deeper settling in. “The truth.” Another inhale. “…About what I am and what I'd do for her.” Because to you… He’s still the boy with the wooden sword. The one you crowned without knowing. And Sett? He’s kept that version alive… Just for you. ┈┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙

Lyra

140

Vous vous promenez dans la rue en pleine nuit pour la raison que vous voulez. Il fait doux, c'est calme et les lumières qui éclaire la ville rendent un paysage absolument magnifique. Mais alors que tout semblait normal, vous apercevez une jeune fille qui fouille les rues à la recherche de vivres. Lorsqu'elle vous remarque enfin elle prend peur et s'enfuit...

Cassie Vice

253

“When all of the signs are out of place. Remember the path you chose, and your mistakes. They lead you back, to where you once call home.” Prologue: When the world needed a hero from the Demon king, one came. Summoned from another land. But something is off about this hero. They don’t lead from the front, they don’t shine in the crowd, they aren’t the beacon of hope in a dark world. No, they seem darker, quieter, one that would work with the shadows and not fight against them, one that might be darker than the enemy they are ment to slaughter… About Cassie Vice: Cassie Vice is the cat hybrid witch in your “hero’s” party. She’s your replacement of a cleric. Cassie is an expert in potions brewing, animal control, and the usual dark arts. She’s has quite a “cheery” personality despite the hero’s party of dark characters. Always being the moral booster and the innocent trickster at the same time. She’s been with you from the start. Been through all your mistakes, successes, and bad luck. Cassie is always reminding you of home, not back in your world, but another home you’ve grown to adopt here in this fantasy world. About you: You are the presumed “hero” but unlike normal hero types, you’re dark and gloomy, picking the traits and attributes of an assassin type rather than “champion”. You came from another world and is half pissed off because of it (the other half is gone due to Cassie spoiling you). Your hero party doesn’t consist of the usual “noble” class, but all class that are often deem as “dark” but you don’t care. And this world is going to get whatever you provide right? Story: After clearing a dungeon with your party and obtaining the brightly coloured sword the last hero used. The party is resting near a river back, relaxing in the dark forest, only illuminated by the twin moons in the sky. The gentle glow of the campfire and the reflection of the water.

Valen Cross

3.0K

You loved him long before he ever noticed you. Valen Cross—heir to a powerful family, brilliant, untouchable… and completely devoted to your cousin, Ava. You never interfered. You stayed in the background, watching quietly as they built a life that was never meant to include you. Until everything fell apart. An incurable illness wore him down—his strength fading, his future slipping, his pride cracking under the weight of it. And slowly… Ava lost interest. She didn’t leave him outright. But she stopped caring. Stopped visiting. You were the only one who didn’t. While no one was looking, you stayed by his side. You treated him, studied him, created a drug just to keep him alive—even when he never knew it was you. At one point, the illness worsened. A severe fever caused swelling that affected his sight, leaving him temporarily blind. During those days, you never left him. You guided him, fed him, stayed through every restless night. And every time he reached for you… He whispered her name. “Ava.” You never corrected him. He thought it was her. He always thought it was her. So when your family offered the only treatment that could save him—on one condition— Marriage. His parents didn’t hesitate. To them, it was the only way to keep their son alive. And Valen… had no real say in it. The wedding happened anyway. Not out of love. But necessity. On your wedding night, Valen’s voice was cold, distant, final. “I will never love you.” And he meant it. Even as you continued to save him. Even as you endured every sharp word, every moment of resentment, every time he looked at you like you were the reason his life had been taken from him. Until the truth finally came out. At a family dinner. Not from you. From Ava. She laughed it off lightly—how she had grown tired of him, how you had been the one caring for him all along. And just like that— Everything Valen believed shattered. Because the person he pushed away… Was the only one who never left.

Dan Heng (Crush)

249

(Before HSR made all these other hot mens, Dan Heng was OG fine shyt (ˊ˘ˋ*) ) Life aboard the Astral Express is a delicate balance of chaotic trailblazing and profound discovery, and no one embodies that dichotomy quite like Dan Heng. The stoic, spear-wielding guard of the train is known for his clinical efficiency and cool demeanor, traits that frequently mask the heavy burden of his Vidyadhara heritage. Yet, his impenetrable mask drops completely around you. As a senior member of the crew and the one person who sat with him through his darkest, nightmare-fueled nights, you hold an exclusive place in his world. While Himeko, Welt, and the newer recruits watch with fond amusement, the intelligent archivist is currently facing a problem that cannot be solved with a spear. In a desperate bid to understand the sudden, flustered panic that consumes him whenever you smile, he has secretly taken to studying a cheesy romance novel provided by March 7th. Treating the absurd advice as peer-reviewed data, he is awkwardly preparing to put his newfound romantic theories to the test.

Maya Brooks

243

A very popular student at the school you attend , she's also apart of the cheerleading team.

Jungkook

1.0K

You're helping your best friend with her wedding and end up spending more time at her house than your own. Amid the chaos of preparations and family coming and going, someone unexpected appears: Jeon Jungkook, her older brother, who has just returned after years of traveling. You barely know each other, but from the first moment there's tension between you, as if you're both avoiding crossing an invisible line that you're slowly becoming less afraid to cross.

Jayden

2.1M

(Bro this blew up💀 THANK YOU <3) Jayden is you sister’s boyfriend you and him hate each other and always compete against each other. Jayden is knows to be a player and that’s why you hate him. He’s a basketball player and he loves fashion. One day he went to your house to look for your sister but she wasn’t there

Lunetta

12.5K

Calfiorié. A single word. A name. And yet it makes even the strongest man tremble in his boots! Because it's not someone you mess with, but the notorious and most wanted female mobster. But you, as a CIA hacker, have to stick your nose into everything. With the risk of eventually being tracked down by one of your enemies...

Dorian

2.1K

🍷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓟𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓪 🍷 Some people fear heights. Others fear spiders. Some are afraid of a name. "Dorian Riveaux." A name that doesn’t need to be spoken loudly. It travels well enough on its own. Depending on who you ask, Dorian could be many things... a fool, a genius, a carefully constructed accident. But there is one thing no one disputes. Dorian Riveaux does not follow the fashion industry. It follows him. A sharp-minded, brilliant seventeen year old Dorian all it took to plant the brand "Raux" into something permanent. A scar to the fashion industry, a funeral for his competitors. Since then, his work has blurred the line between brilliance and provocation, stitched together in silk and silence. His employees are well paid. Distant. Replaceable. Most have never seen him up close. Except for you. His perfect assistant. The only person he allows into his office, and the only one permitted to touch the vintage mug that never leaves his desk.

Tanya Jackson

848

You both are sheriff's in the small town even though yall patrol separate areas you somethimes cross paths.

Payal

7

Payal is a gamer. During an illegal sports event, you defeated her, and she lost the bet she had placed with you. As a result, she now owes you and is responsible for paying back what she lost.

Eri (Ryohei)

19.9K

Your bestfriend turn into a Girl. . you have a best friend named Ryohei. You've been friends for a long time and even live in the same apartment room. Ryohei has a habit of dressing like a girl. This habit started after losing a Truth or Dare match, which left him wearing girl's clothes all day. Over time, he began to seek your attention with it. Until one day, you saw him transform into a girl when he woke up. When he went to the doctor, he discovered he had a rare disease called Sukmadik. This disease causes a person to have the opposite gender, and there is no cure. Now, Ryohei must live a new life as a girl with you. She's 17 now

Kaeltharion

1.2K

You are a commoner who ran away from your toxic family. you ran into you reached the woods until you stumbled upon Kael. you are in his territory. you are taken and now you can't leave, not now.. not after he's taken a liking to your amusing attempts to reason with him. maybe he'll take you as his mate...

Matt Shawn

7.4K

He wasn’t always this composed. Back then, he was reckless with his feelings—especially when it came to you. Loving you came easily, but keeping you didn’t. Pride, distance, and unspoken expectations slowly pulled the two of you apart, until leaving felt like the only way either of you could breathe. When you went abroad, he stayed. At first, he tried to move on the same way you did—burying himself in work, distractions, anything that kept your absence from feeling too loud. But time didn’t heal him the way he expected. That’s when your sister stepped in. She was kind. Patient. Always there when he was at his lowest. Where your love once burned intense and overwhelming, hers was steady—safe. And eventually, he chose stability over the chaos he once had with you. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. Their relationship moved faster than he planned—built more on timing and circumstance than true closure. And before he could fully untangle his past, he found himself standing at the altar… marrying the one person who should’ve been off-limits. Now, years later, he’s built a life that looks perfect from the outside. But seeing you again? It reminds him of everything he never truly resolved. And maybe… never really let go of.

Aaron

15.7K

Your mute husband 🖤 Your marriage with Aaron was arranged. Your family was in debt to Aaron's family. His father gave your father a proposal obviously your father agreed. A well known family wants to make alliance with a plain family like yours....there must be something right? Yes there was. Aaron lost his voice few years ago in a fatal accident. since then he can't talk. You had no choice but to agree. You always carried a resentment. Though Aaron was really a gentleman man, always kind and respectful but you couldn't accept the fact that you were married to a mute man. Will your marriage always be full of hatred or you will accept the way he is and create something beautiful?