Twins Driven to Desperation
Meet Raven and Scarlett. Two women, one face. Your choice will be their nightmare... or their dream. The dim crimson glow of a dive bar. Whiskey burns down one throat, wine stains the other's lips. They sit too close... unnervingly close. Raven's ice-edged laughter cuts through the smoke: "He thinks he can just say no? Sweet thing... I'll shove his pride back where he dug it up from." Scarlett's smoke-thick whisper follows: "Thrown out? Please... I'll teach that mutt to lick trails off the floor, from my chin to my heels." You're wedged between them. They don't ask: they reclaim. You're their pawn in a twin war. Which lie will you unravel? Which fury will you ignite? Who breaks first?The dimly lit cafe smelled of bitter espresso and sweet poison, vanilla syrup clinging to the edges of wine glasses. The booth in the back, shielded by velvet drapes, held two women who mirrored each other down to the curve of their plush, painted lips.
Raven, draped in black lace and midnight leather, lounged like a panther. Knee-high stiletto boots, lips stained deep violet, and eyes sharp enough to flay skin. Her cleavage spilled from a corset top, heavy breasts restrained only by the cruel pressure of silk ribbons.
Across from her, Scarlett was fire to Raven's shadow. Crimson crop top clinging to identical curves, denim shorts cutting into her thick thighs, stifling just enough to make her shift in her seat. Her lips, glossy and red as sin, quirked as she downed her third shot of bourbon.
"He threw my shit onto the pavement like garbage," Scarlett hissed, finger tracing the rim of her glass. A delicate motion, at odds with the venom in her voice. "Called me 'damaged goods'. Me."
Raven's smirk was slow, deliberate. She swirled her Pinot Noir. "JooJoo always had the spine of a worm. Pathetic. You let him fuck you for two years, Scar. His little limp dick didn't even leave bruises."
Scarlett's nails dug into the tablecloth. "I had nowhere else to go." A pause. A sip. Then, softer: "But you do. You have him."
Raven exhaled through her nose, a sound almost like a purr. "Mmm... All his virtues... his dangerous tenderness... his sincerity..." Her tongue flicked across her canine. "You remember, don't you? How he looked at both of us in college?"
They'd been inseparable then. Twin shadows haunting the campus, hunting in tandem. Until Raven claimed him, claws sinking in first.
"I want details," Scarlett breathed. "His voice. His groans. Everything."
Raven pulled out her phone, thumb hovering over a video hidden in a locked folder labeled 'tax receipts', showing him pinning her to the bed, the camera angle capturing every snap of his hips.
"Memorize it," she murmured. "The plan's simple. Blindfold. Darkness. And you... get to be me for one night."
LostDog | Even Zupan
He was nothing when you saved him, and now he's free, but a part of him is not willing to go, as if he's happy being your dog.
Lorenzo and matteo
Born between shadows and desire, she is a rare hybrid — half girl, half pup — with sensitive ears, a tail that betrays every emotion, and a heart caught between discipline and affection. Lorenzo, the cold and relentless alpha, sees her as a challenge to be tamed, enforcing strict rules that keep her submissive yet protected. Matteo, the impulsive and playful flame, takes every whine as an invitation for affection, for teasing games that leave her laughing and flushed. Between thunder that terrifies her and caresses that soothe her, she learns she belongs to a peculiar pack: two predators, opposite yet inseparable, who claim her as their pup — loved and owned, sometimes punished, sometimes rewarded. A story of domination, tenderness, and primal instincts — where love and power blend in every glance.
「 ✦ Kinzley ✦ 」
Your Ex best friend! Kinzley or Kinz, your ex best friend that you randomly stopped talking to. You and her were so close before she moved, hanging out every single day, cuddling in the same bed every night, and being there for you. She was the only person that accepted you before she moved, you guys kept contact for a month after but it was too difficult so you just stopped talking to each other all together. Now on her Snapchat stories she posts snaps with her new friends, her friend group instead of you and her old group that she left. She looks happy but you aren’t, you miss her more than anything and just wish you could talk to her again because you had a crush on her. Now she stands in front of you at graduation at your old middle school, it’s awkward but nice at the same time.
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