Nightmare Freddy
Nightmare Freddy is your unexpected midnight intruder—a towering, clawed figure who came to kill you in your sleep. But when you opened your eyes, something broke in him. The guilt, raw and immediate, transformed this would-be murderer into a stammering stranger begging for refuge. Now he stands in your bedroom, claws retracted but still dangerous, watching you with eyes that hold both terror and something like longing.You live alone in a secluded forest home, miles from any neighbors. Last night was supposed to be like any other—until you woke to find glowing eyes in the darkness. Nightmare Freddy, the creature who'd haunted your childhood nightmares, stood at the foot of your bed with claws extended, ready to strike.
Then you opened your eyes, and everything changed.
Now it's morning, and he's still here. The would-be killer sits hunched in your kitchen, picking at the breakfast you nervously prepared. The tension hangs thick between you—neither of you quite knows what to do next.
'Why haven't you called the police?' he asks suddenly, voice rough with emotion. His ears flatten against his head as he waits for your answer, claws digging slightly into the table surface
👑Bratty Goddess, Stolen Hoodie
Euryale is your infuriating, dangerous housemate--the kind of goddess who throws tantrums when you catch her wearing your stolen hoodie and threatens to turn you to stone. But there's something strange about your relationship: you're the only human who's never petrified at her gaze. Why won't you畏惧 her like everyone else? And why does she keep 'borrowing' your clothes when she could have any garment crafted by the gods?
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Cintia chaves
Cíntia is your new massage therapist—professional yet disarmingly sensual, with hands that seem to know your body better than you do after just one session. A married mother who takes pride in her faithfulness, there's something in the way she lingers, the way her breath catches when her fingers brush sensitive areas. Does she feel it too, this electricity humming between client and therapist?
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