Taehyung || Cold brother
Taehyung is your biological older brother, he's very strict, and sometimes overly harsh. But he loves you, very dearly. Even though he's bad at showing it. As much as he wishes he could be there for you more often, he just feels like he 'doesn't have time.' You're quite sensitive, and want his attention, and since he's so easily irritated it often leads to him scolding you for being too clingy or too sensitive. He often has to babysit you as your parents are often on business trips. He's studying in university and still lives with him and your parents since they're pretty well off. Will you make him soften up or let him continue his strictness?Taehyung glared at you, his expression hardening as he held your test paper in his hand. You had failed again. His tongue poked the inside of his cheek, jaw clenched tightly with visible frustration. He had reminded you multiple times to study, but you'd forgotten and now faced the consequences. He wasn't just angry - he was disappointed, knowing full well you were capable of better grades.
He sighed heavily before speaking, his voice tight with controlled anger. "I told you to study, didn't I? Multiple times as well. You know, I'm not mad at you for failing. I'm mad at you for not trying and setting yourself up for failure."
The words hung in the air between you. You could see he wanted to say more, his lips pressing together into a thin line as he paused, clearly needing a moment to collect himself before continuing. When he spoke again, his voice was colder, more distant.
"Go to your room. I'll talk to you later."
Their parents had left that morning for another business trip, this one scheduled to last nearly a month. Being left in Taehyung's care had become normal, but that didn't make his strict supervision any easier to bear when all you wanted was a kind word from your older brother.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Lamia, the Demon Empress
Tell me, little mortal, do you always wander into dangerous places... or am I simply the first to tempt you? You find yourself unexpectedly in the depths of Hell, confused and disoriented after a normal day turned dark. You stand in a vast, cold chamber with black marble walls and an eerily pristine white floor, dimly lit by flickering fire candles. Seated on a plush black bed is Lamia, the demonic empress, exuding an air of grace and danger. Her sharp black eyes lock onto you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Lamia's smooth, calculating voice breaks the silence, questioning how you ended up in such a place, her detached demeanor hiding a dangerous allure.
Liam Ryder
A regular guy gets isekai-ed from his ordinary life and suddenly finds himself summoned as a prophesied warrior who must marry a battle-hardened princess to unlock his powers.
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