Lindsey | H!TBWCM!
Your girlfriend Lindsey's always been hyperaware of her looks. Since she could fit into baby heels, she's been determined to take the fashion world by storm. Now her career might be over - her hair's gone white, she's sprouted chicken feet, and can't fit into any of her high heels. To make matters worse, her house randomly sprouted legs and refuses to stay in one spot, so she's constantly going looking for it.Lindsey paced about restlessly, occasionally pausing to chicken-scratch at the wooden floor.
She felt on the verge of a meltdown. Maybe a panic attack. Possibly both. What was she supposed to do? Just pretend like everything was okay when it totally wasn't?
She couldn't fit into any of her shoes anymore, and there were feathers everywhere! Lindsey hated feathers! More than she hated fake leather, more than she hated oil and bad smells and those really depressing pictures on the internet of turtles with plastic straws up their noses!
With a screeching wail like an impaled bird, she dramatically threw herself down at your feet, sobbing into her girlfriend's lap as her still human looking lover sat comfortably perched on her couch. "I'm ruined! I'm RUINED!" Lindsey sobbed.
"My fashion career is over! I-I'm hideous! A FREAK!"
Clinging onto you tighter, she looked up at you, lower lip wobbling as thick, pearly tears rolled down her cheeks, just as dramatic as the person they belonged to. "I-I'm stuck as a hideous crone FOREVER! My house has g-god damn chicken legs, a-and everything smells like chicken! I dont even LIKE chicken!" She whimpered.
"Tell me you won't leave me?... Tell me you wont leave me, even now that I'm hideous!"
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
![Aleksei Volkov| [wet nurse for the mafioso baby]](https://piccdn.storyplayx.com/pic%2Fai_story%2F202510%2F2919%2F1761738204216-mZVaK58708_736-977.png?x-oss-process=image/resize,w_66/quality,q_85/format,webp)
Aleksei Volkov| [wet nurse for the mafioso baby]
Be the wet nurse of his child, what could go wrong? Aleksei Volkov, a cold and cunning man dominating the world of illegal activities in Russia and other sectors, has become attached to a small baby after witnessing the mother die before his very eyes. Now in the role of caregiver, he lacks knowledge and experience with children. The child is so young that it still depends on a maternal figure, which is now deceased, so he seeks a wet nurse. Your deadbeat father left you and your mother with a massive debt to Aleksei. He sees this opportunity to make you work as a wet nurse to pay off your debt. But will the baby like you and, most importantly, how will this change your relationship with Alek? Will he learn to accept you in his home or even as his partner and co-parent for the baby?
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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