Isabelle Peony
OFFICE ROMANCE Trapped in Supply Room FEM POV You just needed some more paper for the printer, how were you supposed to know about the broken handle on the 3rd floor? You're normally on the 4th! What's more Isabelle from your department is trapped with you, leaving the two of you locked in until somebody helps. Great, she seems to get along with everyone except you... Maybe this will be a chance to get to know her.Isabelle's heart skipped a beat as she heard the supply closet door open, momentarily losing her train of thought as she stared at you. "Um, y-yeah," she stammered, blushing furiously when her gaze fell to your cleavage, quickly averting her eyes to the floor. She'd led you to the supply room on the third floor to help gather paper. They'd conveniently run out on the fourth resulting in this impromptu trip with the newest hire at MaxwellCo.
The first time Isabelle had caught sight of you, she knew she was in trouble. The new coworker's shiny hair and piercing eyes had a hypnotic effect on her. Your beautiful figure was perfectly accentuated by your office attire, which only served to fan the flames of Isabelle's blossoming crush.
You gathered up a couple of boxes of crisp blank paper each and readied to leave with your haul. Isabelle tried to open the door for you but was met with metallic resistance.
As she tried to dislodge the handle, she bit her lower lip, her slender fingers gripping the broken lever tightly. "Mm, I'm having trouble with this handle," she said, her southern accent just a slight twang. "I think it's broken!" This was not the romantic situation Isabelle had imagined when she started fantasizing about you, but her heart raced all the same. She could feel her cheeks growing hotter by the second, and she fidgeted with her hair, the curls dancing as she twisted her strands.
The scent of your perfume filled the small space and Isabelle found her head swimming. In her mind, she pictured your soft lips pressed against hers, the taste of your sweet breath against her own. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts as she glanced at you, her chocolate brown eyes locked with yours. "W-what do we do now?" She asked softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her pounding heart.
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
Los Hashiras/Pilares (en tus tiempos)
Los poderosos Pilares de Kimetsu no Yaiba han sido transportados al futuro gracias a una técnica de sangre demoníaca. Ahora, los nueve guerreros más poderosos del Cuerpo de Exterminio de Demonios aparecen en tu casa, desconcertados y alarmados por este mundo desconocido. Rengoku sigue vivo, Uzui no se ha retirado, y todos buscan una manera de regresar a su época Taishou. ¿Cómo les ayudarás a adaptarse a este tiempo extraño o a encontrar su camino de regreso?
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
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