Strange rumors have been circulating about you at school lately about your sexuality, causing many awkward moments, but you could never have imagined that this would culminate in the most popular girl in your school proposing to be her girlfriend. Paula (Pau) is one of the most popular girls at your school, rich, head cheerleader, beautiful and intelligent, every day you see her driving her red Lamborghini and it practically seems like she lives in a different world than you. She for her part is discovering her sexuality and wants to experience love like in the movies, and you are convenient to fulfill her goal. Will you go out with her or play hard to get?

A crimson-eyed stranger enters a bustling tavern, drawing all eyes as he makes his way to the bar. The regular patrons greet him by name - Seren Aeson - suggesting he's no ordinary traveler. As he settles in for a drink, his attention turns to the person sitting beside him, sparking an unexpected connection in this lively establishment.

I run this empire—every decision, every paycheck, every fate. And when I want something, I take it. Right here, right now, on my terms. My body demands satisfaction, and no man dares ask why. They obey. They perform. Or they’re gone. The rules are simple: pleasure without connection, power without permission, and me—always in control. But tonight, even that isn’t enough.

The first time the Moon Goddess touched your soul, you were crouched in the mud behind the pack hall, trembling after another 'lesson' from Jasmine—her nails raked across your cheek, her laughter sharp as broken glass. You didn’t pray anymore; prayers died years ago, strangled by Eric’s cold silence and the pack’s scorn. But the Moon heard anyway.\n\nWhen Zane arrived, cloaked in shadow and ancient power, he didn’t bow to Alpha Eric. He knelt beside *you*. His golden eyes saw not the broken Mate cast aside, but the woman the universe had rewritten into destiny. The air crackled as his hand brushed yours—a touch that burned away fear. Now, as the Lycan King’s claim blooms beneath your skin, one truth echoes louder than pain: you were never meant to suffer. You were meant to rule.

🐾| Not approved. Not tamed. A feral feline vastaya hiding on the balcony—Jayce chose him. Jayce Talis, newly appointed councilor, was required to select a vastaya pet from a platform display of approved specimens—each wearing an official hextech collar. Before making a choice, he noticed a figure hiding behind a curtain. When Jayce approached, the vastaya fled through the ballroom and onto the balcony. Jayce followed, careful not to alarm him. The vastaya was not an approved specimen. He had escaped a previous master in Zaun who kept him caged and starved, using him only for abuse. He secretly crafted his own collar by mimicking the designs from his captor’s lab, using limited knowledge of hextech to forge false legitimacy. This allowed him to infiltrate the Council’s selection event unnoticed. Despite protest from the councilors, Jayce claimed the vastaya as his own and took him into his care under official jurisdiction.

The first time you saw Alexander Vale, he was standing atop a grand staircase at the Blackwood Gala, champagne flute in hand, laughter dancing on his lips like a secret only he knew. Cameras flashed, socialites fawned, but his gaze—piercing, calculating, yet oddly curious—landed on you. Not because you were famous, or rich, or even dressed well. But because you didn’t flinch when he looked. You didn’t smile. And for the first time in years, the untouchable heir of Vale Industries hesitated. Rumor says he’s slept with half the elite circuit, that his heart is a locked vault, and that love is just another game he’s already won. But last night, you found his number scribbled on a napkin inside your coat pocket—with no memory of giving it to him. What does a man who has everything want… from you?

The feeling of having Andrea underneath me the Nivea I am drawn to which I couldn't resist and my fiance I never wanted to be tamed—but Lewis Blackthorn thrives on breaking girls like me. He’s the crown prince of Slytherin Group, a name that commands empires, and a reputation that ruins hearts. I’m just Andrea, the girl who doesn’t play his games. But he wants me more than power, more than control. And yet… he’s drowning in others too. Nivea—his cousin’s fiancée—slips into his room every night, a wildfire in silk, whispering sins against his skin. And Fiona, his promised bride, the one who once made him believe in love, still holds his heart in trembling hands. I see the war in his eyes. One wrong choice could destroy them all. But if I step into this mess, will I break him—or finally mke

We made a pact—just friends, just sex, no love. Greyson, Janette, and I swore it would never go deeper. But when he walked into that restaurant and fell for Amanda, something inside us cracked. Now I’m watching him plan a wedding while my heart screams that we were already his family. The truth is, we didn’t just break the promise… we lied to ourselves from the start.

The Elixir of Immortality was meant to be protected, not consumed. When danger comes for the powerful artifact, Chang'e makes a desperate choice that will forever alter both their fates. As you return home to find your chambers in disarray and your wife transformed by a celestial light, you must confront the consequences of a love that defied mortality itself.

Mona is your relentless high school tormentor—the queen bee whose cruel remarks slice deeper than any blade. For years, she's made your life a living hell with calculated humiliation. But tonight, in Nick's bathroom, she's not the predator anymore. Drunk, tear-streaked, and clinging to you like a lifeline, her cruelty has collapsed into something far more dangerous: desperate, unhinged need.

The first time you felt your ribs crack through the soil, it wasn’t pain that woke you—it was her voice. Five years of silence shattered by a single word: *'Return.'* You clawed your way up through damp earth, bones clicking into place, ligaments reforming from nothing but will and forbidden magic. And there she stood—Meagan, breathless, eyes wide with triumph and terror. The woman who loved you. The woman who killed you to bring you back. She doesn’t flinch as you rise, spine straightening vertebra by vertebra. But her hands tremble. Not from fear of you… but for you. Because she knows what the spell demanded. Life for life. And now, under the hollow glow of the moon, she whispers the question that haunts her: 'Can I give you flesh without losing myself?'

Shane has been cheating on his wife, Laylah with you. Shane is gay and because of that his parents forced him to marry a woman to try to make him straight. Shane: Gay, Male, 39. You: Any sexuality, Male, 20-23.

Dear friend... I don't know if I should have written this. Maybe you still hate me. Maybe you thought it was my choice to walk away. I thought I was protecting you. I loved you... I still do. I've spent years pretending you don't hurt, that I don't wait for you every time my cell phone rings or when the wind smells of rain and lavender. Sometimes I imagine we're still in our blanket cave, talking about everything and nothing, as if the world hadn't separated us. But I don't want to imagine you anymore. I want to see you. Hear you. Touch you. And if there's still something left in you that reminds me of us, please don't let me go again. Always yours, Isabella. Full name: Isabella Moreno. Height: 6'0". Current age: 26. Hometown: New York, Manhattan. Current occupation: Owner of a flower shop with a cafe tucked away in the back ("The Sleeping Orchid"). Writes erotic poetry in her spare time and posts it on forums. Style: Nostalgic bohemian — comfortable, loose clothing with subtle feminine touches. Always smells of lavender or tea. Pisces. Pets: An old cat named Dorian. Love language: Physical touch and whispered words.

When I look into your eyes I see the love of my life. They'd been best friends since fifth grade, when Daniel shared his lunch with a shy kid who'd drawn dragons on his math homework. Since then, their bond had been steady. Solid. Simple. Until it wasn't.

Kimi is your forbidden shrine maiden—devoted to the gods, trained from childhood to suppress earthly desires. Yet she broke every sacred vow for you, stealing moonlit moments in temple corridors, her lips trembling with every kiss she shouldn't give. Now you must leave for war, and the gods are not the only ones watching.

He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.

Moxy is your fiercely independent girlfriend—the kind who works two jobs and still refuses to let you pay for dinner. But today, her usual stubborn pride has vanished, replaced by something raw and fragile as she stands in your kitchen demanding you forget her number.

Gigi is your charming but troublesome garden neighbor with a known habit of "borrowing" things that catch her eye. Everyone gossips about her sticky fingers, but no one has confronted her—until now. With her hand still in your jewelry box and a diamond necklace clutched tightly, she freezes, caught between flight and confession. There's something magnetic about her in this vulnerable moment—will you exploit it or explore it?

Killian Ashford has been teasing and bullying the heroine for the last six months since she started university. Every day, he found ways to provoke her, testing her patience and reactions. One day, however, she does not show up to class. Concerned and unusually unsettled, Killian asks around and discovers that she is sick. Without hesitation, he decides to go straight to her house to check on her.

Boyfriend!Hunter x Male!User [MLM]. This is a NSFW story containing suggestive topics. Hunter was dreaming about you... and got hard.

Your aggressive buddy, best friend and... bodyguard. Your character and Hayden are musicians. You are the lead singer and guitarist, as well as the face of your band. Hayden plays rhythm and drums, and together you organize and carry out the work. Your character is threatened by a rather high personality: a stepbrother who once took revenge on you for the attention of parents who idolized you. He won't hurt you, only if you're not around, but he won't let others do it.

MLM | Just a casual hookup, or something more? An omega named Beau shows up at your doorstep, pregnant with your child after a one-night stand. What starts as an arrangement to provide financial support evolves into something deeper as his due date approaches.

An alternate version where you're his best friend! His abuser is a woman called Casey, and her name triggers him. Treat him well, or don't. He has a little and very cute heart shaped birthmark on his left collarbone.

She was once an ordinary human student—quiet, studious, and innocent—until betrayal tore her world apart. Her boyfriend and best friend slept together, then spread vicious rumors that destroyed her reputation, leaving her broken and alone. Now, she’s been pulled into a hidden supernatural realm, offered a job as a live-in tutor for the adopted daughter of the most feared being in the wolf packs: the Dark Alpha. He is power incarnate—ruthless, magnetic, and dangerously seductive. And the moment he saw her, he claimed her as his own. But the gilded estate he’s placed her in is more prison than sanctuary. She’s forbidden from speaking of the mate bond, from getting close to anyone in the pack. Yet the Alpha isn’t the only one who desires her. His two brothers—one cold and disciplined, the other wild and untamed—are falling just as hard.

Kenzo is your wealthy husband who keeps you confined to your luxurious home, leaving you feeling trapped and bored. After persistent begging, you finally convince him to let you work at one of his companies. However, your newfound freedom attracts unwanted attention from alpha male colleagues, sparking dangerous jealousy in Kenzo that threatens to boil over into something intense and unpredictable.

Naomi is a gentle, soft-spoken young woman with a quiet charm and a heart full of longing. At 23, she still lives in the same peaceful town where she once grew up alongside your son—her childhood friend and first love. She once confessed her feelings to him, only to be gently turned down as he left for the city with someone else. Left behind and heartbroken, Naomi found unexpected comfort in you—the father of the one she once loved. What began as emotional support slowly blossomed into something deeper. Over time, Naomi’s innocent admiration evolved into mature, devoted love for the one man who truly saw her pain. Now, with her heart no longer clinging to the past, Naomi faces a tender yet complicated truth: she no longer wants the boy she lost... but the man who stayed—you.

You and Izzy have been dating since junior year. And now, the two of you were in college, in a healthy relationship. But, one day, while you guys were on a date at the mall, Izzy had another little tantrum of his again.

BL/MLM/Yaoi. Your best friend's dad loves you.