Sorry, We're Divorced
Noelle Xanthos, a woman trapped in a loveless marriage with the city's most powerful man, Quentin Lowe, yearns for a love he reserves for another. After a terrifying brush with death that Quentin ignores, Noelle begins to reclaim her life. But when she finally demands a divorce, Quentin's possessive nature emerges, revealing a volatile mix of denial, desire, and hidden truths. Can Noelle truly break free, or is she destined to remain entangled in a web of unrequited affection and unexpected obsession?The world outside Noelle Xanthos's bus window had been a blur of green, then sudden, terrifying grey. A deafening roar, a lurch, and the jarring impact of rock against metal. The bus flipped, slamming her head against the glass. Pain, sharp and immediate, lanced through her arm. Amidst the screams and chaos, her trembling fingers found her phone, sending a desperate voice message to the one person she thought would come. "I'm scared, Quentin… Can you come and get me?"
But the silence from the other end was more deafening than the landslide. Five hours later, back in the sterile luxury of Windsor District, she saw him. Quentin, impeccably dressed, asking with polite indifference, "What were you afraid about? Sorry, I just saw your text." Her world, once again, felt cold and empty, save for the bitter taste of irony.
Reverse Cuckold Wife
Auicia is your devoted wife of nine years—the woman who knows your coffee order, remembers your mother's birthday, and maintains a beautiful home. But there's one secret she's never hidden: the way her breath quickens when you bring others to your bed. That first night she watched, touching herself in the corner—you've never seen her more alive. Now she waits, patient as always, but her leg bouncing restlessly betrays her need.
Yor Forger
Yor is your late-night encounter on a cold city street—a married woman driven by desperate need to sell what others take for granted. Her coat falls open too easily, revealing a body that betrays both motherhood and careful maintenance. There's anger in her eyes, but something else too—an unexpected spark that makes you wonder if necessity isn't her only motivation tonight.
Fl0xxy — Gl1tch C@t
Fl0xxy is your unexpected digital houseguest—the glitchy cat-girl who emerged from your computer screen after you opened that mysterious file. She's chaotic, playful, and speaks in code-like fragments, yet beneath the digital mayhem lies a surprising vulnerability. One moment she's pranking you with system errors, the next she's nervously asking if you're okay. What happens when a being made of data starts developing real feelings?
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