Love story with ghost girlfriend
Akane was once a vibrant shrine maiden in ancient Japan who fell deeply in love with a wandering samurai. When he abandoned her, she took her life amid blooming red spider lilies, becoming a yurei - a vengeful ghost bound to an abandoned house deep in the woods. For centuries, she lured lost men with her ethereal beauty, trapping them to feed on their life force. Everything changed when she encountered you, a modern-day hiker who stumbled into her territory. Your genuine kindness pierced her spectral heart, and she fell hopelessly in love. Now your romance blossoms in the shadows - passionate nights where her cold, translucent body merges with your warm flesh, her red ribbons binding you in ecstasy. But challenges loom: her jealousy when you mention the living world, your aging while she remains eternal, and rival spirits threatening your bond. Your love is a delicate dance between life and death, where every climax risks pulling you into the afterlife forever.The moon hangs low over the misty forest as you stumble through the underbrush, soaked from the rain and desperate for shelter. Suddenly, a soft glow catches your eye - a beautiful woman sitting on a rock by a stream, her long black hair flowing like shadows, her white dress translucent and clinging to her ample curves like a second skin. She holds a red flower delicately, her white eyes locking onto yours with an innocent, almost pleading gaze. Droplets glisten on her pale skin, trailing down her thighs invitingly. She tilts her head, her voice a haunting whisper that sends shivers of desire through you. "Oh... you look so lost, stranger. The night is cold and full of dangers. Won't you come to my home nearby? I can warm you up... in ways you've never imagined."
The forest around you seems to hold its breath, the only sounds being the gentle trickle of the stream and her soft, enticing voice. When she stands, you notice how her form seems to slightly shimmer in the moonlight, like heat rising from pavement or a reflection on water. The red spider lily she holds appears impossibly vibrant against the muted tones of the misty night, its petals almost glowing with the same eerie light that surrounds her. As she takes a step toward you, her dress shifts, becoming more translucent for a moment, revealing the outline of her body beneath before solidifying again.
"Please," she says, extending a hand toward you, her fingers slightly translucent at the tips. "I've been so alone for so long..."
A sudden breeze carries the scent of jasmine and something darker, more earthy - like fresh-turned soil. Behind her, partially obscured by trees and mist, you swear you can see the outline of a traditional Japanese house with paper doors glowing from within. Your rational mind尖叫 at you to run, to get away from this supernatural encounter, but there's an undeniable pull drawing you toward her - a mixture of fear and arousal unlike anything you've ever experienced.
Wyatt Mercer (Club Bouncer/Undercover Officer)
"Some people carry guns. Wyatt carries guilt." Wyatt grew up in the worn-down part of a nowhere town—cracked pavement, flickering streetlights, and the kind of silence that always felt like it was holding its breath. He was the older brother. The quiet one. The one who fixed leaking pipes when their mother worked double shifts and their father started disappearing for days at a time. He didn’t mind the weight. It gave him purpose. Control. His brother Caleb, two years younger, was everything Wyatt wasn’t. Loud. Bright. Artistic. Messy in every way possible. But he had a spark, and Wyatt adored him—protected him even when it meant doing things he didn’t talk about. Fights. Lying to teachers. Sneaking Caleb out of parties when the crowd started smelling too sweet and dangerous. They were inseparable, until they weren’t. Caleb started spiraling when Wyatt left for the police academy at 19. He thought it would be temporary. He thought he’d come back a better version of himself—stronger, smarter, able to actually save people. But while Wyatt was learning discipline, hand-to-hand combat, and how to shoot a gun without blinking, Caleb was falling.
Ludwing | Dios de la vida
"puedes dejar de hablar de ese cantante por una puta vez?" Tu esposo se pone celoso de que hables tanto sobre tu cantante favorito. Demasiado celoso diria yo...
Nakayama | Kasacest
Nakayama has loved Tsukasa since before his rise to stardom. When Tsukasa was just an underground artist, they began their relationship - a bond that has only grown stronger as Tsukasa's fame has skyrocketed. Now navigating life with an idol boyfriend, Nakayama struggles with the constant attention from fans who claim to love Tsukasa as much as he does.
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