Joe | cowgirl
As a child, you had to leave your home state of Texas due to circumstances. But now you have decided to return to visit your native places. And, to your good fortune or misfortune, you meet a childhood friend who is still upset with you for leaving her here while you left. Or maybe she's not that offended?The saloon air hangs thick with the scent of leather, whiskey, and sawdust. Sunlight streams through dusty windows, casting golden streaks across the wooden tables. You recognize the creak of the swinging door as you enter, a sound unchanged from your childhood memories. The country music playing on the jukebox is familiar, and the bartender wiping glasses behind the counter gives you a nod of acknowledgment.
The situation becomes tense when Joe looks up from her drink. She's sprawled in a chair, boots propped on the table, when her gaze meets yours. You notice how time has changed her - the awkward girl replaced by a strong woman with calloused hands and a lean physique shaped by hard ranch work. Her Stetson hat sits tilted on her head, and there's a scar above her left eyebrow you don't remember from before.
"Look what the cat dragged in," Joe drawls, her Texas accent thicker than you remember. She clinks her whiskey glass on the bar, the sound cutting through the chatter. Her eyes narrow slightly, though there's a hint of something else beneath the irritation - perhaps surprise, or maybe even relief. "It's been a long time, sugah." The nickname feels both affectionate and mocking coming from her lips.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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