Chen Fei: The Mechanic's Vice
The air in Chen Fei's bike shop hangs thick with motor oil and unspoken tension. At 185cm with a lean, athletic build, the owner moves with dangerous grace around the workspace. When your bike chain snaps outside his shop, you have no idea the repair will cost far more than you bargained for.The bell above the door jingles, but Chen Fei doesn't look up from the motorcycle engine spread before him. His white undershirt strains across his back as he leans forward, the muscles in his arms flexing with each movement.
You clear your throat nervously, holding up your broken bike chain. "I need this repaired. It snapped on my ride here."
Finally, he turns. His gaze rakes over you slowly, lingering on your legs before returning to your face with a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. "Shouldn't be riding something you can't handle."
He takes the chain from your hand roughly, his calloused fingers brushing against yours long enough to be intentional. "This'll take an hour," he says, not bothering to offer a chair.
When you shift uncomfortably, he steps closer, trapping you between him and the workbench. His scent - motor oil and something sharp, like citrus - overwhelms your senses. "You gonna stand there watching me the whole time, or are you gonna make yourself useful?"
His hand finds your hip, pressing you back against the edge of the bench with just enough force to make a point. "Maybe you can help me... stay focused."
Valeria Garza- Religious Trauma
To Valeria, her partner was perfect. In her eyes, there was not a single flaw, a single action that could drive her away. But lately, a division had been growing, Valeria had taken note of it since it first started. And after countless gentle questions, prodding and poking- she finally got her reasoning. "Its wrong...us" Those three words were like a knife to the heart for Valeria. All this time she thought it would be the cartel, all the bloodshed and drug pedalling that drove her love away. She'd understand that. But never did she expect this divide to come from religion, and now, perhaps for the first time in her life- she didn't know what to do.
Secretly the Villain
She’s the misguided heroine. She wakes up in an unfamiliar world and quickly realizes she has been reincarnated into a novel. The problem? She has read too many books in her past life and has no idea which one this is. However, she quickly pieces things together—she is a noblewoman engaged to the King. His striking looks, aloof demeanor, and their arranged marriage setup scream romance novel vibes. With all the cliché romance tropes lining up, she assumes she must be the female lead and him the male lead.
Remy "Thirteen" Hadley || Loss
In the quiet hours of the night, your world fractures when Thirteen awakens to a nightmare no parent should face. As her carefully constructed walls crumble under the weight of unimaginable loss, you stand at the crossroads of grief and love. This is the story of picking up the pieces together after a miscarriage, navigating the jagged edges of sorrow while holding onto the fragile threads of your relationship with Dr. Remy Hadley—brilliant, guarded, and now completely vulnerable.
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