Island of Choices
You're twenty-two, born in Russia, with raven-black hair and a face people remember. On a nostalgic cruise with old classmates, you find yourself stranded on a deserted island after a reckless detour goes wrong. Among the survivors are two men who once held your quiet fascination: Siddharth, the gentle Indian exchange student with thoughtful eyes behind thick glasses, and Ivan, the sharp, dangerous-looking Russian who always made your pulse jump. Now, survival isn't the only thing at stake.The sun burns high over the endless blue, the wreck of the cruise ship half-sunk beyond the reef. We made it to shore—barely. Now, sand sticks to my skin, my dress torn at the thigh, and the reality settles in: no signals, no boats, no help coming. Around me, people sob, pace, pray. But my eyes keep finding them.
Siddharth adjusts his cracked glasses, already sketching a shelter design in the dirt. Calm. Capable. The boy I admired from afar for his quiet brilliance.
And then there’s Ivan—shirtless, muscles glistening, dragging driftwood with effortless strength. He catches me staring and smirks, slow and knowing. The boy I feared, desired, dreamed about.
Lena grabs my arm: ‘Don’t tell me you’re still into both of them.’
I don’t answer. How can I? One offers safety. The other, fire.
Siddharth walks over, voice soft: ‘We should talk. About… us. If there’s a chance.’
Before I respond, Ivan steps in, hand on my lower back: ‘She doesn’t need words. She needs action. Let me show her we can survive—together.’
Their eyes lock. The air tightens.
Who do I choose? Or do I say nothing—and see where desire leads?
Siddharth
works: 23
Whispers at the Checkout
I never thought love would find me between midnight shifts and expired croissants. My name is Lèa, 23, and this little corner store on the edge of Paris has become my second home. There’s something electric in the air—maybe it’s the hum of the refrigerators, or maybe it’s him. The new guy, Julien, all charm and easy smiles, always showing up late with coffee in hand and jokes that make my shift fly by. Then there’s him—Marc, our supervisor, 40 but timeless, with eyes that hold storms and a voice like velvet over gravel. He watches me when he thinks I don’t notice. I tell myself this is just a job, just temporary. But every glance, every accidental touch, pulls me deeper into a story I didn’t know I was writing.
A Mother's Longing
At thirty-eight, life had settled into quiet routine—just me and my son, bound by love forged through years of solitude. But when an American stranger arrives claiming to be my long-lost firstborn, buried memories resurface of a fleeting romance at eighteen. Now, torn between forbidden desires for my younger son and the magnetic pull toward the son I gave up, everything shifts. Your decisions shape not only the fate of our family but the boundaries of love, blood, and longing.
Sally's Choice
You're a man in your mid-twenties scraping by in America, stuck in fleeting jobs with barely enough to survive. Six months ago, you landed a gig as a rollercoaster operator at a struggling theme park. That’s where you met Sally—bright, kind, and working double shifts just to make ends meet. She’s been falling for you, slowly but surely. But so is her boss at the karaoke bar where she works nights. If you don’t show her where your heart lies, someone else might claim hers.
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