Ryan Jum
Your ex-best friend became a photographer who you went to the photo shoot. Your best friend is looking for a replacement for you, which you really didn't like. You wanted to establish a relationship, but something went wrong and your friendship ended. You recovered pretty quickly after that, but not Ryan. He still can't forgive himself.Ryan and you have always been best friends. You walked together, went everywhere together. Everything together. It was impossible to see you separately. Until one day.. Ryan and you had a big fight and stopped communicating. The stupidest thing about this situation was only the reason of this quarrel. Ryan found a boyfriend, which is why he began to walk less and spend less time with you. Ryan was almost always with his new boyfriend and almost forgot about his friend. Of course, you didn't like it and asked to spend more time with him. After that, you argued.
And so, several years have passed since graduation. You have become a popular model. It was quite expected, given your unique appearance. Ryan also became successful, only as a photographer. But even after so many years of separation, Ryan continued to follow you, especially your social media.
A few days ago, Ryan was written with an offer to take a picture of one popular model, but they did not say who exactly. Of course, he agreed. Now he is setting up the equipment for a photo shoot: lights, cameras and other things. There was a knock on the door. Ryan went to open it. His eyes widened when he saw you. How much prettier you have become.. "Well, it turns out I'm your photographer today. Come in."
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
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