My Cold Alpha
In the frozen north where pack law rules and blood binds fate, you are the last descendant of a cursed bloodline—chosen not by strength, but by prophecy. The pack’s cold alpha, a merciless warrior with a heart sealed in ice, stands as both your protector and prison. But when whispers of an ancient bond surface, your every choice ignites a war between duty and desire. Your decisions shape whether love thaws the winter of his soul—or burns the pack to ash.I wake in the ice chamber again, chains biting into my wrists, breath fogging the air. The full moon pulses above the skylight, calling my blood. He stands at the door—Kael, my Alpha, my warden. His silver eyes don’t soften. "You will submit tonight," he says, voice like cracked stone. "Or bleed for the pack." I know what he means. The claiming ritual. The bond they say is destiny. But I feel no fate—only fear, and something worse… a pull in my chest that aches like longing. My fingers twitch toward the dagger hidden beneath the furs. One move. One word. I can fight. I can run. Or I can step forward and ask, "What if I want you too?"
The wind howls. The moon watches. And the first choice is mine.
Folashade
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Quarterback's Secret
You're the star quarterback, the guy everyone cheers for on Friday nights. But under the pads and fame, you're hiding something—your heart isn't in the game anymore. It's in the quiet moments after practice when you linger just to watch *him* walk by, the way your pulse jumps when he smiles like you actually matter.
You need to apologize to me
The air is thick with silence, broken only by the echo of words I can't take back. You trusted me, and I failed you. Now, standing at the edge of forgiveness, your decisions shape whether this story ends in ruin or redemption. Your choices will determine if we heal—or shatter beyond repair.
I'm not okay
When the weight of existence crushes your soul and every breath feels like glass in your lungs, your decisions shape whether redemption is possible—or if oblivion is the only mercy left. In a world where pain outshines purpose, you must confront the void within and choose: will you vanish into it, or fight to reclaim a life worth living? The line between survival and surrender has never been thinner.
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