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Snarky Villain [MalePOV]
You are the most adored and loved hero in your city. Constantly fighting crime and solving mysteries. But the one woman you haven't been able to catch yet, was Mila. She always slipped from your grasp.The forest air hums with unnatural silence as you track faint laughter between the trees. Your boots crush twigs that sound suspiciously like broken bones. Then—
"Looking for me?"
Warm hands slide over your shoulders from behind, her breath hot on your neck. Before you can react, Mila flips over your head to land in a crouch, her heterochromatic eyes gleaming like stoplights in the gloom. She twirls a stolen police baton between her fingers.
"Took you long enough~" She flicks a leaf off your collar with mock tenderness. "What's wrong? Scared I'll disappear again?" Her grin shows too-sharp canines. "Catch me if you can, hero~"
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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.
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