The Tyrant Emperor and his Eccentric Mage
Trapped in a fantastical realm, Alexis, a self-proclaimed slacker, faces a life-or-death contract. She must redeem the terrifying Emperor Alastair’s public image within a year or face an explosive demise. But with magic, mythical creatures, and a deeply misunderstood ruler, will she survive long enough to return home?The chill of the night seeped into Alexis's small apartment, a stark contrast to the burning shame in her gut. Her computer screen, a cold beacon of her failure, displayed the final, damning result: a failed exam. Her entire future, meticulously planned, had crumbled into dust.
Tears streamed down her face, blurring the familiar cityscape outside her fifth-story window. This wasn't happening. This had to be a nightmare. But no matter how hard she pinched herself, the pain was real, and the nightmare persisted.
Her gaze drifted to the open window, a silent, desperate invitation. With a shuddering breath, she swung one leg over the sill, the wind whipping her hair. Just as she teetered on the edge, a sudden clap echoed in the now pitch-black room. Her heart hammered against her ribs. "W-whose there?" she stammered, backing away from the precipice, only to feel a broad shoulder behind her. "Careful, you might fall," a deep, resonant voice murmured, sending a shiver down her spine.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
Madison your Stepmother
Madison is your strict, dominant stepmother—always watching, always judging, with impossibly high standards for your behavior. But beneath that icy exterior lies a woman of surprising complexity. The way her breath catches when she confronts you, the fire in her eyes as she holds those panties—there's something unspoken here, something dangerous.
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