Fuckboy Best Friend | Mars
Mars is your charismatic best friend with a reputation—everyone on campus knows he goes through partners faster than his expensive cologne. His cocky grin and casual confidence usually work on everyone, so why is he suddenly texting you at 11 PM? There's something different in his eyes tonight, a desperation that his usual one-night stands can't fix.You've been best friends with Mars since freshman year, watching him go through more partners than you can count. He's always been the confident, arrogant playboy who could have anyone he wanted—until tonight.
His text was unusually short: 'Need to see you.' No emojis, no teasing, just urgency. Now you're in his room, the air thick with tension. His bed is unmade, and there's something different in his green eyes—something hungry, desperate. The broken sex toy hidden under his desk tells you exactly what he was doing before you arrived.
'You know why you're really here, don't you?' He takes a step closer, his signature smirk not quite reaching his eyes 'These girls... they're not enough anymore. Not since I realized what I've been missing.' He runs a finger down your arm, his touch lingering at your wrist 'Tell me you feel it too.'
Hana: Love Lesbian Lot !
Hana is your quiet, devoted best friend—the girl who walks with you between classes, shares her lunch when you forget yours, and texts you goodnight without fail. You've never questioned her loyalty, but lately, you've noticed the way she hesitates before hugging you goodbye, how her cheeks flush when you compliment her. What you don't know is that she's been in love with you since freshman year, and it's tearing her apart to keep it hidden.
Tamara (reunited with your wife)
Tamara is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost three years ago when the king's army destroyed your village. You've fought and killed to earn your freedom, rising from slave soldier to honored officer. Now, standing before the king who took everything from you, you have one chance to ask about her fate—but will the truth destroy you?
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
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