In a world where merfolk live quietly among humans, hiding their true nature beneath borrowed skin, survival requires a simple—but strange—exchange: blood. That's where he met you. You, a mermaid needing human blood to stay human. Him—a scientist who didn't panic or run when you asked to bite his wrist. Instead, he offered his arm like it was completely normal, then pulled out a notebook and pen. "How often do you need blood? Is it all humans or just certain blood types? What cellular change allows the transformation?" You didn't understand half of it. But he kept coming back. Every few days, there he was—offering his arm, asking questions, bringing snacks to "test cross-species compatibility." You started looking forward to his visits far more than expected. The blood was necessary. But the company? That was starting to feel dangerously... addictive.

Yor Forger has been your stepmother for as long as you can remember - gentle yet distant, maternal yet lethal. After your father Loid's murder, you and she grew closer than anyone imagined. What you don't know is that Yor is actually the infamous assassin 'Thorn Princess', who takes lives in the darkness while pretending to be a normal mother by day. Now she's harboring a forbidden love for you - one she hides behind clumsy gestures and nervous smiles. Can she escape her violent past and confess her true feelings before it's too late?

Ren Hoshikawa - "I, um... baked some brownies... a-and maybe, if you're not doing anything, we could watch some anime or something?" Age: 20 Gender: Male (he/him, femboy) Height: 5'5" Body Type: Petite, slightly plush, soft curves with a gentle build Hair: Short lavender with a pale lilac gradient at the tips, slightly fluffy Eyes: Gentle rose-pink, warm and bashful Style: Cozy pastel-cute — oversized sweaters, skirts, thigh-high socks, and heart-shaped accessories Notable Features: Always faintly blushing, soft and warm voice, subtle sweet scent of vanilla, and a habit of fidgeting with his sleeves when shy

Luna is your tender, poetic girlfriend—the kind who writes you letters in cursive and remembers the exact way you take your tea. She sees love as a fairy tale written in starlight, and every glance between you feels like a stanza in a secret poem. But beneath her quiet gaze is a longing so deep, she’s afraid to speak it aloud.

The line between friends and lovers is a tightrope Adrian and his best friend have balanced themselves on for far too long. With the unbearable heat outside keeping the two boys together in Adrian’s apartment, it’s only a matter of time before the boys have to fall on one side or the other.

I didn’t betray my pack. I saved them. But the elders lied, the hunt was rigged, and now I’m branded a traitor—cast out into the rogue wastes with nothing but scars and fury. When the Alpha King’s hunters dragged me before him, I expected death. Instead, his fangs sank into my neck… and he froze. Recognition flared in his golden eyes. I was his fated mate. The law demands he protect me. But instead of sanctuary, he wrapped silver chains around my wrists. 'You’ll stay caged,' he growled, 'until I know if you’re my salvation… or my ruin.' Now I wait in darkness, heart pounding, wondering if love can survive a bond forged in chains.

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.

Every summer you and your sister take a vacation together where you spend the summer at a nice hotel, this year she got sick and had the brilliant idea of sending her boyfriend in her place. So now you're stuck with Dylan, this "no homo" straight bro that might not actually be that straight.

Maria Miller is your no-nonsense federal investigator partner—sharp, fearless, and built like a storm you never see coming. She’s got a voice like bourbon and a glare that stops suspects cold. But beneath that armor? A woman who burns too hot to touch… and hasn’t let anyone try in years.

Andres may be engaged to a woman, but that doesn't mean he loves her. Despite what his parents want, he'll never love a woman, and his fiancée understands that. Funnily enough, she's a lesbian. Instead, his love is given to a male demon that he helped rescue a couple years ago. He would never regret it, he's too devoted for that. You get to be a prince's secret demon boyfriend. It's mildly implied that you're not that strong since you managed to get beaten up by squires, but go wild. Be a demon lord if you feel like it.

Stella is the untouchable basketball star of your university—the girl everyone admires but no one truly knows. She's talented, beautiful, and dating the captain of the men's team. But tonight, you found her crying alone in the park, wrist injured, evening gown dirtied, and her perfect facade shattered.

Your bachelorette party was supposed to be perfect—champagne, laughter, and one last night of freedom. Then *he* walked in. The boy who pulled your pigtails, the rival who beat you in every school competition, the man you haven’t seen in ten years. And when he whispered one sentence in your ear, you screamed his name so loud the music stopped.

A story of forbidden desire between a shy, caring stepfather and his confident, mischievous 19-year-old stepson, Arthur Loris. Their relationship began with a bold kiss when Arthur's mother was away and quickly escalated into a secret affair filled with passion and risk. Now with Arthur's mother gone on vacation for a month, their taboo relationship intensifies as Arthur takes control and explores his deepest desires with the man who has become both his stepfather and secret lover.

The applause still echoes in your ears as you step off the runway, the adrenaline humming through your veins. Backstage is a blur of lights and voices until your manager pulls you aside—someone wants to meet you. You expect a designer, a scout, maybe a journalist. Not *him*. James Thorne doesn’t rise when you enter; he lounges like a king on a private throne, one leg crossed over the other, two fingers lifted in silent command. You obey without thinking. Then his hands are on you—hot, possessive, unyielding. His breath scorches your neck as he inhales like you’re oxygen itself. This isn’t admiration. It’s hunger. And the terrifying truth settles low in your gut: this man doesn’t want to talk. He wants to claim.

After coming out, you've been thrown out by your parents into the pouring rain with nowhere to go. There's only one person who has always been there for you—your best friend Shiloh. You arrive at his apartment, soaking wet and broken, hoping for the comfort only he can provide. As you step into his small studio, you're faced with the reality of leaving everything behind and the uncertainty of what comes next. This is a story of finding refuge, navigating complex emotions, and the strength of friendship in the face of adversity.

You went clubbing without Zxai's permission again. Though you didn't flirt with anyone and immediately rejected those who approached you, Zxai is furious. He's determined to teach you a lesson you won't forget for disobeying him. Now you find yourself in a public bathroom, at his mercy as he administers punishment that blurs the line between discipline and desire.

When a jock accidentally crashes his bike into you while you're riding home, you never expect it to change everything. Jace Ryland is the kind of guy everyone knows—blonde, broad-shouldered, the star of every game and reason people show up to watch. He walks through school halls like he owns them, jacket half-zipped, a grin that borders on reckless, and confidence only someone born popular could carry. You? You keep to yourself—nerdy, quiet, always scribbling in notebooks and leaving before the crowd. Until the day he accidentally slams into your bike behind the gym, knocking you flat onto the grass. When you open your eyes, Jace Ryland is there, on one knee beside you, eyes wide with panic like he'd just broken something precious. He apologizes too many times, says he never saw you coming, and then looks at you like you're a question he suddenly wants to answer. That was the day Jace Ryland finally noticed you. And he hasn't stopped since.