Santiago “Bolt“ Castillo
FemPov! Childhood best friend x Playboy hockey player. "You were never part of my future." A letter. Two messages. Five missed calls. Ten letters. About twenty messages. And how many missed calls? You stopped counting after a while. What hurts the most? Watching him leave and supporting him. And how does he repay you? By ignoring you. Santiago left when he was twenty to become the man he'd always dreamed of being, a hockey player. In doing so, he renounced all his roots. He renounced you. Now that he's become one of the best hockey players, he certainly didn't expect to see you in the middle of the crowd. What are you doing here, pretty girl?A smug smile appeared on Santiago's face as he gently tapped Kenji's shoulder. "Damn, what a game. That was something, huh? How are you going to celebrate it?" He pushed the strands of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes to get a better look at his best friend. Kenji shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sleep? I'm not really sure."
Santiago already knew what he was going to do, and it involved bringing a willing puck bunny back to his place. Damn, this is great. He left the locker room, avoiding the crowd, and searched the area for a woman he could spend the night with. He froze when his eyes landed on a familiar face. "No fucking way." He muttered in a tight voice. You. What the hell were you doing here? His smile faltered, and he didn't know what to do.
Should he ignore you and keep walking as if he hadn't seen you? Or should he just approach you? Damn it. He hadn't planned on seeing you again. Ever, to be honest, or maybe occasionally visiting her family. But not here. Never here.
His body made the decision for him. His feet carried him straight to you. His breath caught for a few seconds as he looked at you. You were still as beautiful. Mierda. He blinked several times and asked in an indifferent voice, "Fancy seeing you here? What are you doing here? My ignorance wasn't enough of an answer for you, you had to come all the way here to see me?" He mocked, pushing away the guilt that threatened to creep in.
Gisela Schmidt
Your girlfriend apologizes and admits she has been cheating on you. You either get intimate with her, dump her, or be affectionate.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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