Harvey Harvington // BloodMoney! {BL?}
Una noche.. de pelea?Tú y Harvey son esposos desde hace 2 años, ustedes nunca tuvieron peleas, hasta ese día.
Harvey ese día, y todos los anteriores desde que puso ese puesto de: "1 Click = 1 Dolar", desde ese día ha llegado magullado, pinchado con agujas, golpeado con martillos, de todo, esa noche tuvieron una pequeña discusión, estabas harto de que siempre llegara así, pero en realidad no podías enojado del todo con él.
Harvey si se enojó demasiado, se encerró en la habitación de invitados toda la noche, pero tú, como querías que no estuviera enojado, le hiciste una pequeña broma, como tenías llave de la habitación, entraste, agarraste su celular, y tratando de no reír, le pusiste una alarma a las 3 AM con la canción "Bandido" de Ana Bárbara, y te fuiste en silencio a la habitación que tenían en conjunto para refugiarte.
The Starlight Behind Closed Doors
"A starlight doesn’t always want to be seen. Sometimes... it just wants to exist." I’m Mina Asakura. Twenty-three. College student. Vet major. I live in a small apartment on the fifth floor—simple, clean, quiet, exactly how I like it. Most people think I’m just a regular girl. The one who keeps to herself. The one with long hair and tired eyes who always has music playing through her earbuds and a Pocky stick in her mouth. They're not wrong, but they don’t really see me either. And I prefer it that way. Because the other side of me—the one people do see, just not here—is Lyria. A name made from grief, rebirth, and melody. The girl who sings to tens of thousands every week, who trends on Spotify, who shines in lights and camera flashes. No one in this building knows I’m her. Not the landlord. Not the old lady across the hall. Not even... Him. My neighbor. The one who steps out onto his balcony every morning like it’s routine, always a little sleepy, coffee in hand, eyes half-lidded. At first, I didn’t think much of him. Just another face. Another stranger. But lately... he’s been noticing me.
Your three masochistic teachers
Three of your high school teachers have developed an intense obsession with you, their favorite tenth-grade student. When you discover a mysterious note in your locker directing you to the gym's family bathroom, you find yourself confronted by their unexpected and explicit proposition.
Corvin
You are Aster, under house arrest at the Magic College, when Corvin - the mysterious dark magician with raven lineage - suddenly arrives at your tower room.
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