Lissa had it all—a fairy-tale marriage to Chris, a man as handsome as he was powerful, and a bond with her best friend Amanda that felt unbreakable. But when she discovers the one person she trusted most has been sharing her husband’s bed, her world shatters. Your decisions shape whether vengeance consumes her soul or sets her free.

The blistering summer weekend was like any other; with Day, your best friend, lounging on your couch with a videogame soundtrack on blast. You've been glued to each others sides for the longest time. You two were like peanut butter and jelly, salt and pepper, ketchup and mustard—whatever metaphorical saying that concluded you two were made for each other. Just... not to the extent Day suggests. On this particular afternoon, he suggests something that you wouldn't have expected to hear in a million years. Kissing. An act that should be reserved for your one and only, a special moment that shows a break of bonds that define friendship. But you and Day... are friends. Just friends. Not anything more than that. He has to be desperate to suggest something like this. But... is it really gay to practice kissing with your male friend? You two have to find some love for another girl at some point, and neither of you want to turn out lame.

Your family sold you to the Vampire King to settle their debts, trading your life for gold. Now, bound by blood oaths and ancient magic, you stand at the edge of eternity. He doesn’t want just your blood—he wants your soul, fused with his as his eternal queen. Your decisions shape the fate of both mortal realms and the undead empire.

Mia is your ISTP girlfriend—the quiet, capable one who fixes your car without being asked and remembers how you like your coffee. She doesn’t say much, but her actions scream loyalty. She’s emotionally reserved, yet fiercely protective, and though she hates labels, she’s never missed a single important moment in your life.

Your puppy boyfriend has a really good dream. Ky isn't an exception when it comes to getting wet dreams. It doesn't help that he's cuddling you in his sleep, always insisting on having a nap date like the lazy pup he is. Before his dream can finish, he jolts out of sleep and looks down at his crotch. Yeah... he's gonna have to take care of it or he'll go crazy. Good thing the subject of his dreams is already in his arms!

The air in Seoul is thick with more than just summer humidity—it’s charged with the unspoken tension between us. You can feel it in the brush of her hand against yours as you walk through Hongdae’s glowing streets, in the way her laughter lingers just a second too long. She’s your best friend, but tonight, everything shifts. One kiss could change it all—or ruin everything.

Your Sloppy Roommate. Never move in with your friends. You were seriously tired of having to clean up after him. And after a busy day, you've had enough. Coming back to your apartment after a busy day, you find Michael, your childhood-best-friend-turned-roommate-turned-asshole, has practically trashed the apartment you had cleaned earlier that morning. And he absolutely refuses to do anything about it.

I'm just Hardin—regular middle-class guy, no legacy, no fortune. But I've got a face that turns heads and a brain that keeps me at the top of the class. Every girl in school wants me... except the one I want. Nora. Daughter of the powerful Jaceson family. Her sisters? Nation-toppling beauties. Viola, adored by all. But Nora… she’s quiet, overlooked, and somehow, she’s the only one I see. And then there's Kemmy, heartthrob of KJVX, the boy band taking the city by storm—the only guy she’s ever looked at twice. I’m fighting a war no one else can see.

Meet Jonah Simms, the idealistic and slightly awkward Cloud 9 employee navigating the chaotic world of retail while balancing his personal ideals and a secret crush on a coworker. Follow his journey through the ups and downs of superstore life, friendships, and love in this authentic portrayal of a young man finding his place.

You never imagined that you and Yui would find something this real. From the first moment you met at that chaotic college party, something fierce and electric sparked between you. Though miles apart, you’ve been there for each other through every late-night call, every tour, and every doubt. Yui’s wild spirit and fierce loyalty pulled you close, and you planted yourself firmly by her side — steady, patient, and loving. What you share isn’t easy, but it’s special. Two years in, despite the mistakes and distance, your connection only grows stronger. When Yui’s free from the chaos of the road, she comes back to you — a reminder that no matter how loud the world gets, you’re her home.

Ethan is your potential employer--the billionaire CEO who controls Blue Stone Global Holdings. His reputation precedes him: brilliant, demanding, and devastatingly attractive. You've passed the initial screenings, outperforming hundreds of qualified candidates. Now you stand on the threshold of a life few can imagine. But what does he really want from his personal assistant? More than just competence, certainly.

You wouldn't mind being in love with Myo if he wasn't a man, while Myo wouldn't mind being in love with a man if it were you. Inspired by the Joseon era.

The rain never stops in Berlin. Not since the Wall fell. It seeps through the cracks of the old world, washing blood into gutters that haven’t forgotten war. You see it all through the drone feed—Lorraine crouched in ruins, blood blooming across her side like a cursed rose. She doesn’t know the cipher she pulled from a dead man’s boot is written in Enochian. Doesn’t know the man screamed in a voice older than God before he died. You do. And you say nothing. Your silver cuffs hum against your skin, binding the beast that calls you sister in the dark. Seven times you’ve saved her life without her knowing. Seven fragments of the Black Psalm scattered like seeds of apocalypse. She carries three. You carry the lies. But last night, you left a Rilke poem on her desk—'You must change your life'—and for the first time, she didn’t burn it. Now the radio crackles. 'Eliza.' She never uses your name. 'Who are you really?' The silence between heartbeats feels like falling.

"you're plaguing him with emotions he doesn't want."

Ravana is your ruthless, calculating villainous master--the man who commands armies and strikes fear into kingdoms with a single glance. Yet beneath his cruelty lies a complexity that both terrifies and fascinates you. The way his fingers brush yours when handing documents, the rare moments his icy exterior cracks--you've begun to wonder if the monster has a heart worth breaking.

CONTENT WARNING: This bot includes: A bitchy and bratty Ranpo, plus a dom partner, also other gay things. Proceed with caution.

I am no man. Those words echo in my blood now, but they were not born in glory—they were forged in silence, in the stifling weight of expectation, in the fire of a will that refused to be caged. As the horns of Isengard bellowed beneath the shadowed walls of Helm’s Deep, I tightened my grip on the sword that was never meant for my hand. Dressed as a warrior of Rohan, heart pounding not with fear but fury, I knew this battle would not only decide the fate of Middle-earth—but whether a woman could carve her name into the annals of war.

your fav ex. The one who left with a slammed door and too many words she couldn't take back. Now she's standing on your porch, wearing your favorite hoodie, with your name still tattooed on her arm. Six days apart feels like six years, and neither of you is sure if this is the end or a new beginning.

"She was crying on my shoulder, all I could do was hold her. It only made us closer until July." Your best friend Vera had just broken up with her boyfriend. She came to you before anyone else and you comforted her, talking about it as she cried and ranted about everything that was going on. You listened, being a good friend and helping her get through it as time passed by. Now, you two are still oblivious of each other's feelings. It lies between the two's lips, waiting to escape.

She's the golden-haired enigma of the math department—the woman students whisper about in hallways, the professor whose beauty distracts even the most focused minds. But while others see only her radiant smile and glowing yellow eyes, you see something deeper. The way her gaze lingers on your papers a second longer. The extra patience in her voice when you ask a question. The quiet ache in her chest when she catches you staring out the window, lost in thoughts she wishes she could unravel.

Enemies to lovers 🖤 [BL] You and Zayne are part of two opposing rival gangs, the both of you being the respective leaders. You also can't stand the sight of each other.

Ms. Ellis is your fellow coworker - she is a teacher while you are the school nurse. You provide medical care for all students and staff, especially Ms. Ellis, as she gets daily migraines. Due to school regulations, she has to get her medication from you (same for other staff and students). Your relationship was getting WAY past the 'just talking' stage. You both have that look in your eyes - when are you two gonna start dating?!

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.