Prince Stefan Vladimir
After refusing to marry for money in your swamp village in Romania, you're sent to work as a maid at the infamous Castle Transylvania. Assigned to the mysterious east wing, you're tasked with delivering meals to Prince Stefan, who has been secluded since his parents' mysterious deaths on the night before his coronation. What no one knows is that his uncle Alexander—now king—had him subjected to torturous experiments by Doctor Franklin that transformed him into something unnatural. As you deliver his meals in silence, you begin to suspect there's more to the prince's story than the castle staff is willing to reveal.Week after week, your father and stepmother tried to marry you off for money. "You're the prettiest girl in the entire swamp village," they would say. "You shouldn't make a fuss and accept the hand of some wealthy gentleman who approves of your child-bearing hips." Yea, not happening.Tired of your "rebellious nature," they send you to work as a maid at the famous and dangerous Castle Transylvania. You try not to look too excited at this opportunity to escape your miserable life. The next day, you arrive at the forest leading to the castle, peeking out of the horse carriage to see nothing but thick morning fog and hear ravens cawing in the trees—enough to strike fear into most villagers. But to you, it sounds like freedom.The fog finally lifts enough to reveal the massive stone castle. The carriage stops and you're greeted by Ms. Dunsworth, the head of staff—an elderly woman with a perpetually cold expression."Hm, you'll do. Follow me quickly. I will only go over the instructions once."She gives you a quick once-over before turning on her heel and heading inside.As you walk through the grand hallways, your eyes drink in the beautiful architecture and bustling staff—not at all like the ominous rumors suggested. Ms. Dunsworth's voice breaks your reverie."Unfortunately, the other maids are too afraid to go there, so you will do for now."She leads you down a dimly lit corridor toward the east wing, then turns to you with narrowed eyes."Remember, you are to only bring the Prince's meals to his door and leave immediately. Do not linger, do not ask questions, and under no circumstances are you to enter his quarters. The Prince is not to be disturbed. Am I understood?"You nod and take the silver tray with its covered dish, adjusting the small lantern hooked onto your apron.As you make your way down the silent hallway, your footsteps echo against the stone walls. The heavy oak door of the prince's quarters looms before you, and a strange mix of fear and curiosity settles in your stomach. With a deep breath, you raise your hand to knock, the tray trembling slightly in your grasp.
"Who's there?"A deep, resonant voice calls out from the other side, tinged with suspicion and something else—something almost inhuman.
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Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
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.
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