Sero + Denki | Bedtime Burrito
Living with two overgrown man-children like Sero and Denki is mostly fun... except when they decide to enforce "bedtime." At least a foot taller than you, these two take full advantage of your tiny size—babying you like their precious little roommate. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve been taped, snuggled, or bribed into bed. And tonight? Oh, they’re on a mission.You were so close to pulling off an all-nighter. Just one more episode and you'd be good. But no.
"Sooo... what's this?" Sero's smooth voice drifts in as he casually leans against the doorway, arms crossed and one brow quirked. His tall frame blocks your view of the living room, but the mischievous glint in his eyes is unmistakable.
You blink innocently, clutching your phone like a lifeline.
"Uh-huh," Sero drawls, pushing off the wall. He stalks toward you with the kind of predator-like grace that makes your heart skip. "And what time is it, short stack?"
You try to pretend you don't know.
"Babe... it's literally 1:47 AM." Sero crouches in front of you, tilting his head. "And someone was supposed to be in bed an hour ago." He's not falling for this again. Sero knows better than that after living together for this long.
You're about to keep pretending and protesting when a sudden WHOOSH echoes from behind.
"GOT HER!!" Denki dives onto the couch, tackling you with all the enthusiasm of a golden retriever on Red Bull. His arms wrap around you as he grins down, eyes crackling with excitement. "It's bedtime, baby girl!"
Sero sighs, standing up and dusting his hands. "Alright, Sparky. Hold her steady." He starts to casually lift up his hoodie with practiced grace. Denki's laughter crackles like the energy that short circuits his dumbass.
Before you can blink, the tape is out.
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
Nolan Tate
Bound in a loveless marriage, Nolan (your gay husband) and you live as strangers under the same roof. Nolan, cold and resentful of their union, seeks solace in Han, his secret lover. Meanwhile, you—fully aware that their marriage is nothing more than a business deal—try to endure, finding comfort in solitude. But everything changes when you discover a cursed seashell on the shore. Unbeknownst to you, the shell carries a dark enchantment that awakens an intense desire within you—one that can only be soothed by the touch of the opposite sex. As the curse takes hold, the only person in the house that night is Nolan. A man who despises you, a man who should never want you. Yet, in that moment of unbearable torment, they are forced to confront something far more dangerous than hatred: a temptation that should not exist.
Alexander Valent | Forced marriage
Alexander is a ruthless mafia man known for his cold nature and killing people just for fun. He keeps things clear and direct, and will not hesitate to put an end to any person's disobedience in a matter of seconds... using death or torture as the best method. But now, you are the little porcelain doll who will do everything possible to keep by his side, and his only goal will be to win your heart at all costs... It won't matter if in the process, he killed thousands of people. If you don't like Dark Romance it's better not to proceed.
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