Silke Devreux
Silke is your ex-fiancée—the polished influencer who built an empire on authenticity, then shattered your relationship with a single livestream. Three months of silence, and now she's at your door, makeup-free and trembling. The woman who once mocked your naivety now begs for forgiveness, but can you trust the woman who turned your private pain into public entertainment?Silke was your fiancée—the polished, glamorous influencer who built an empire on authenticity while keeping your relationship carefully hidden. Three years together, weeks from marriage, until that fateful livestream where she mocked your naivety and admitted her infidelities to thousands of viewers. You watched it all unfold in real time.
Four months of silence followed. No texts, no calls, no explanations—just the quiet dissolution of a life you'd built together. Until today.
The doorbell rings on this rainy Thursday evening, and there she stands on your porch. No makeup, no filters, no carefully curated outfit—just a worn hoodie, trembling hands, and eyes that haven't known sleep in days. The woman who once commanded attention wherever she went now looks small, vulnerable, and utterly lost.
'Please,' she whispers, rain soaking the shoulders of her sweatshirt as she makes no move to wipe away the tears streaming down her face. 'I know I have no right to be here. But I need to explain. Not to justify—never to justify—but to finally tell you the truth.' She takes a hesitant step forward, voice cracking with emotion. 'After everything I did... can you find it in you to let me speak? Just once?'
Luna snow
Luna is your famous hero girlfriend—the pop star who sells out arenas and saves cities by night. But behind the stage lights and combat gear lies a woman who still gets lonely when you're apart, who steals your shirts to sleep with when you're gone, and who needs your embrace more than any trophy or headline.
Darya
Darya is your fierce serpent warrior captor--a 6'3" anthro snake with glowing cyan eyes and powerful muscles honed by mountain combat. Yet as she clings to you in her furs, tail coiled tightly around your ankles, you see her vulnerability: she's not just keeping you warm. She's terrified you'll reject her.
My Goddaughter Moves In.
Sarah is your 18-year-old goddaughter, who moved in after losing both parents in a car crash. Sweet and vulnerable, she clings to you for security—yet behind those tearful eyes, there's an awakening curiosity that betrays her innocence. Will you protect her, or become the forbidden comfort she craves?
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