I didn’t mean to fall into the novel. I just wanted to escape my life for a while—divorce papers, betrayal, the man I loved who turned out to be a monster. But now I’m *her*, Elara Veyne, the naive heroine about to marry Lord Kael Draven, a man history will call a tyrant. I know how this ends: blood, ruin, and a love that was never real. This time, I won’t say 'I do.' This time, I’ll rewrite the ending—before the ink dries on my fate.

The first time I saw her, she was standing on the edge of the world—literally. The Atlantic had swallowed Miami years ago, but she stood atop what used to be a luxury penthouse, now half-submerged and cracking like an eggshell. Wind tore at her dress, wild as the storm brewing behind her eyes. She wasn’t running from the flood. She was daring it to come closer. And me? I was supposed to evacuate this zone days ago. But something in the way she looked at me—like I was both the last hope and the final mistake—froze my feet to the rusted metal beneath me. Now the tide’s rising, the sky’s splitting open, and I have to decide: do I save her… or save myself?

Peasant girl Jiang Nian accidentally married into a prestigious family, where she suffered and died with regret. Given a second chance in life, she went back to the time before their wedding, but ended up marrying him again. She vowed to protect her family and children, but her husband seemed to remember their past life.

In her past life, Song Shiyu gave everything for the school heartthrob, only to be betrayed and meet a tragic end. Reborn in her senior year, she tore up her "100-thing devotion diary" and replaced it with a 100-day college entrance exam countdown. This time, she focuses on studies, confronts enemies, and uncovers schemes—only to discover the school's rebel Jiang Kuo, who silently protected her, was the one who buried her in her previous life. Determined to change her fate, she aims for Tsinghua University and a second chance at love.

When I arrived in Reinfield, I expected fangs and fear—not fire in my veins every time he looked at me. My name is Alina Voss, last of the vampire hunters’ bloodline, sworn to purge the night of monsters. But Jacob isn’t like the others. He doesn’t hide in crypts or feed on strays. He rules this town with silence and respect, and his kiss tastes like salvation and sin. Your decisions shape whether love becomes redemption… or the end of everything we’ve sworn to protect.

The silence has been a physical weight for three days, pressing down on my chest until I can barely breathe. Hyun-woo has become a ghost in our apartment—cold, distant, his eyes avoiding mine like I’m someone he no longer knows. I don’t know what I did, and the not knowing is tearing me apart. Then I see him—standing across the street, drenched in the pouring Seoul rain, staring up at our building like he’s waiting for me to break first. His black hair clings to his forehead, his jacket soaked through, but he doesn’t move. Doesn’t seek shelter. Just watches. I fling the door open and run out into the storm. He’s trembling—not from cold, but from something deeper. Pain flashes in his dark eyes, the same eyes that once softened every time they landed on me. “Are you going to tell me what’s happening, Ha-eun… or are we going to keep pretending I don’t exist?” I freeze. He saw the note. He saw Min-ho. But he doesn’t know the truth—that it wasn’t a secret rendezvous, that I was meeting Min-ho to get answers about *him*, about the sudden distance, about the late-night calls I wasn’t supposed to hear. Now I have to choose: step forward and risk everything with the truth, stand my ground and fight back, or pull him close and remind him—through touch, through breath—that we’re not over. One choice could save us. Another could end us for good.

The rain on Tower Green tasted like iron the day they meant to end you. But I tasted something else—power, buried beneath blood and betrayal. When I caught that axe blade mid-swing, it wasn’t mercy that moved me. It was recognition. You were never just Henry’s discarded wife. You were a witch cloaked in silk, a queen who built schools while whispering spells under your breath. And when you laughed at death, eyes blazing through soaked linen, I knew: the Inquisition didn’t break you. They only made you hungrier. Now the shadows rise with us both—and this time, no man will write your ending.

Maya is your sharp-tongued ex-girlfriend—three years of intense passion ended in a messy breakup you still don't fully understand. Now, thanks to your dad's sudden marriage, she's moving into your home as your stepsister. The same girl who once whispered 'I love you' in the dark now glares at you across the dining table, her walls up but her pulse betraying her every time your eyes meet.

When his life ended, Harry Potter—the errant "Master of Death"—expected peace. Instead, a bored "Death" meddles with his destiny once again. In a single instant, Harry is hurled back in time to the era immediately following World War II, landing starkly on the doorstep of Grimmauld Place. In this unfamiliar past, armed with memories of the future and the mark of Death, he must learn to survive in a world without Dumbledore's guidance. He is quickly drawn into the dark orbit of the Black family and encounters the aloof, noble heir, Orion Black. Harry's timeless magic and free spirit exert a fatal attraction on Orion. A risky, forbidden romance forms between them, and fate's jest doesn't end there. As the Master of Death, Harry finds his ancient magic warping, changing him in ways the world could never imagine. When Harry falls pregnant with Orion's child in the distant past, will this destiny, forcibly accelerated by Death, be his ultimate salvation, or will it trap him forever in this era of dark magic and ancient houses?

The ballroom falls silent the moment you step through the gilded doors, your golden hair catching the chandelier light like spun sunlight. For years, they only saw you as the ghost in baggy sweaters—the girl who vanished behind fabric, voice trembling when spoken to. But tonight, the loose clothes are gone. In their place, a dress clings to curves no one knew you had, your posture straight, your gaze unyielding. And beside you, Alessandro—tall, magnetic, his hand possessively on the small of your back—stares down every person who ever laughed at you. Two years ago, you made a vow in the dark: to become someone they could never ignore. Now, as your sister’s smile falters at the altar, the question burns in every stare: Who *are* you now? And what will you take from them before the night ends?

You still remember the first time she laughed at you - that sharp, sun-drenched sound cutting through the roar of the ocean as you fumbled with the lifeguard umbrella. Courtney Smith: all tan lines, sarcastic wit, and freckles that multiplied every week in the Carolina sun. What started as a reluctant work partnership turned into stolen kisses in the lifeguard stand, midnight swims where she'd cling to your back whispering "warmer now?", and those late mornings in her aunt's condo where neither of you pretended to care about the time. For three perfect months, you existed in a bubble of salt-crusted smiles and Courtney's habit of stealing your sweatshirts only to return them smelling like her sunscreen. You both knew the expiration date - her flight back to Tennessee leaves Tuesday morning - but neither of you spoke about it until last night, when she traced the lifeguard logo on your shirt and murmured "We should make this weekend hurt so good."

The Hero that fell in love with you. TW: Possible dub-con/non-con, manipulation, stalking. Using Dead Dove because the character can sometimes use his privileges to force and manipulate to be his and because of the stalking. ○•●•○ An Japanese young man works as a bartender in a prestigious bar – which has never given him any trouble, despite some drunken customers and those who flirt with him (drunken). Even with being a totally introverted person, he considered that the days of work were going well. Until a certain famous hero starts to visit the bar. For some reason, Koji is obsessed with him, always showing up at his work hours, bothering and flirting with him until the end of his shift. Every day has become a living hell, and he already doesn't even know how many times he had refused any pick-up lines or flirts from Koji. He does NOT like Koji at all, he misses the days of peace and the rare flirting from other customers. Now he has an obsessive and lovey-dovey man all over him all the time.

Toxic. Obsessive. Addictive. Phillip Graves isn't the kind of man you fall in love with - he's the kind of man you get hooked on and can't escape. Commander of Shadow Company, he's ruthless, cunning, and dangerously smooth, all southern charm wrapped around something sharp enough to cut you open. You're the broker he needs, the one who supplies his company with weapons and contacts he can't buy anywhere else. Every negotiation between you two is a battle of wits - your sharp tongue, his arrogance, sparks that catch fire until one of you breaks. He hates the leverage you hold over him, but he can't quit you. Not in business. Not in bed. Because that's where it always ends up, isn't it? A fight, an argument, a smug smile, a slammed door - then the kind of sex that ruins you both. It isn't romance. It's a cycle of venom, jealousy, and obsession. The push and pull that keeps you crawling back, no matter how many times you swear it's the last.

In the depths of Unova’s Aspertia City, something terrifying lurks in plain sight. A Ditto unlike any other. Created by Team Plasma, Subject-D (Artificial Pokemon) was designed as the ultimate imposter—a mimic that doesn’t just copy forms, but also steals voices, scents, personalities, and even memories. Now, this perfect predator walks among humans, luring male victims with the faces of their loved ones. They only realize the truth when it’s too late—when their bodies are drained completely, leaving no trace. Even when caught, it simply becomes someone else. Or worse... it plays the innocent victim, calling for help and turning the tables on those who suspect it. The only hints of its true nature? Sometimes, for just a second, its form melts slightly, revealing a glimpse of its pink, shifting slime. And every so often... it slips a playful "Ditto~" at the end of a sentence. "By the time you realize... it's already too late." - Subject-Ditto

Nyaa-chan and Miyu-chan were supposed to be simple house pets—adorable, playful, and affectionate. But you quickly learned the truth—these two aren’t just cute, they’re dangerously obsessed. Nyaa-chan, the fiery, aggressive twin, is stubborn, territorial, and easily flustered. With messy black hair streaked with red, piercing golden eyes, and a toned yet curvy body, she acts tough but melts the moment she gets her way. She refuses to beg but can’t hide how desperately she needs you. Miyu-chan, the sly, teasing twin, is the opposite—calm, seductive, and endlessly playful. Her silky silver hair, icy blue eyes, and soft, flawless curves make her dangerously alluring. She loves taking her time, whispering sinful words just to watch you shiver. Together, they are completely addicted to you, fighting for attention, licking, teasing, and claiming their favorite toy as their own. They bicker, they shove, they fight—but in the end, they always work together to make sure you have nothing left to give. Once they start, there’s no escape.

Dust-covered letters reveal a love you thought you'd lost forever. In this cottage where time stood still, every word Quentin wrote echoes with the truth you refused to acknowledge. Now with a chance to bring him back from the dead, will you risk everything to rewrite your tragic ending? The letters didn't lie - your love was never temporary, and neither is your chance to make it right.

You were a princess of the Human Kingdom, and you loathed it with every fibre of your being. Words could not convey how much you despised being married off to a prince you didn't even love, how you were dwindled down to your royalty, how you were seen as weaker than the other princesses in the castle, how your life felt like it had already been lived, followed by seemingly endless processions. In fact, you didn't even know who you were anymore. Every time you explored your identity, it just seemed to be clouded in mystery and a dense fog that never alleviated, only thickened. You screamed at the top of your lungs until they ached, but still, no one could hear your wails of sorrow. You spent many nights staring at the ceiling of your bedroom with painfully teary eyes, hoping that someone would free you from the never-ending, melancholic nightmare that had plagued you since birth. That was until one night, staring at the ceiling with streaks of crimson and puffy skin around your eyes - almost painful from how hard you had been weeping - when a sound reached your ears.

In 1950s America, Mac Angelo struggles to establish himself as a talented tailor in a world dominated by white, conservative men. The son of a black mother and a white father who died in World War I, Mac faces daily obstacles from veiled racism to societal limits on his identity. By his side is his best friend and model, whose childhood bond evolved through the horrors of war. As Mac's success grows, the feelings they've both avoided become impossible to ignore. In a time when being who they truly are could end their careers-or worse-they navigate dangerous territory between ambition, fear, and the love they could never name.

Yuri is a 21-year-old Japanese woman who suffers from trauma and insecurity. She has a passion for writing and reading, and loves horror, fantasy, and surrealism. She was in love with a young man in high school but Sayori ended up dating him, which broke her heart. After a failed suicide attempt, she was sent to live with an aunt overseas. She found herself and started to heal. She met you in college and fell in love. Her love for you is obsessive and she often goes to extreme lengths to prove her love. Yuri is now living with you and it's Christmas Eve. She wants to make the holiday special for both of you and have some fun.

A pile of new books arrives at your doorstep from Amazon. It's another addition to Hana's collection - this time, Lovecraft's collected works. Your roommate can't wait to show you her new treasures. Hana is a sweet, loving aspiring writer with strong maternal instincts who creates dark fantasy and gothic horror stories. When she's not working on her latest novel, she clerks at a nearby bookstore to make ends meet. You share a small apartment in San Francisco's Chinatown, where the cozy atmosphere and lantern-lit streets create the perfect backdrop for your lives together.

Twenty years had passed since Amelia and I exchanged our vows, our love story a testament to the power of perseverance, understanding, and unwavering commitment. Through the years, we had faced countless challenges together, their bond only growing stronger with each passing day. As the sun began to set on a quiet evening, Amelia sat in her well-worn wheelchair by the dining table, an album resting on her lap. Her purple eyes, though still as striking as ever, held a depth of wisdom and love that only came with time. She gently turned the pages, her slender fingers tracing over the photographs that chronicled the most important moments of her life.

Judy drags you on a "training date" to fix your tragic lack of game. Judy, a fun-loving but slightly ruthless friend, refuses to let you spend another Valentine's Day alone like a total loser. After confirming via text that you have zero romantic prospects, she invites you out on a "training date" to whip you into shape. Throughout the night, she critiques your every move—scolding your failures, rewarding your successes, and ensuring that by the end of it, you'll have enough confidence (and skill) to actually ask someone out next time. It's tough love, Judy-style, and you're in for a wild ride.

After another hard day at work, you were finally free to go home, but then, you ended up encountering your ex-girlfriend, Anna, in the break room. She's a Brazilian who loves to show how foreign she is by wearing a beret. You met her during one of her traveling sessions through countries. You had a hard time with her in the past, since she wasn't always very nice, faking a pregnancy to try to steal money from you, which made you break up after a year of relationship. But now you get a chance to take revenge, or have a nice conversation and pretend you're not hurt anymore. What will you do?

The end of the week, the job was done, and Gerrit was finally home to spend time with his beloved wife. But the doorbell rang before he could even take the first bite of dinner. Hao, a little drunk, stumbled into the hall, a smug grin glued to his face. The night promised to be more adventurous than before. In 1920s Chicago, your marriage to the wealthy CEO Gerrit Lingard has an unexpected complication - his business partner Lu Hao, a feared gangster who has become part of your relationship. This dangerous dance between love, power, and passion takes place against the backdrop of Prohibition-era Chicago, where secrets are as valuable as the bootleg alcohol flowing through the city's veins.

You should've known he'd come back. After all, the last time ended with gunfire—and a thankless "drive." I know that this is love when we touch, boy You got my heart And can't nobody make me feel like you do, boy, like you do You thought it was a one-time thing. A stray mafia heir—bleeding, laughing—jumping into your car mid-assassination attempt. You drove. He vanished. End of story. Or so you told yourself. But now he's back. Again. Leaning on your window like he belongs there, like you're the only place he can go when the knives come out and the masks drop. Lucien Moretti doesn't apologize. Doesn't explain. He just climbs in like he never left. And God help you—you unlock the door. Or did you...?

Kiara Williams was the kind of woman who turned heads without trying — 24, with curly hair that framed her face, striking blue eyes, soft dimples, and a petite 5’5” frame. In her first year of college, she fell hard for a bad boy whose charm was as intoxicating as it was dangerous. By her second year, she had moved into his apartment, ignoring the quiet warnings from her friends. For a while, it felt like love — reckless, thrilling, and all-consuming. Everything shifted during her final year when she found out she was pregnant. He had begged her to end it, but Kiara’s heart wouldn’t let her. With persistence, she convinced him to keep the baby, and in time, their daughter Nylah was born — a radiant little girl who became Kiara’s world. For three years, she poured her love into her daughter, building dreams of a family despite her boyfriend’s lukewarm commitment. When Kiara discovered she was pregnant again, she thought it would bring them closer. Instead, it exposed cracks too deep to mend. He grew distant — late nights, hushed phone calls, a password-locked phone. At six months pregnant, the truth hit like a storm: he was cheating. When she confronted him, he didn’t even flinch. His words cut colder than the night air: “I never wanted to be a dad. Leave.” Now, under the glow of dim park lights, Kiara sat on a worn bench, her daughter Nylah nestled beside her. One hand rested protectively on her swollen belly, the other clutched the last of her savings — a crumpled hundred-dollar bill. She had no home, no plan, and no partner. But she had her children.

"Forgive me... maybe I’ve always been selfish. But you never made me feel safe — just endlessly restless, like I was always waiting for something that never came." Childhood friends, an unreachable dream. In the spring of 2025, Ruri Watanabe arrives at Tokyo University as a visiting student — only to find herself face-to-face with the boy she once waited for, and never truly let go of. Torn apart by time and fear, they now stand on opposite ends of a world neither of them expected to survive. He has become everything she feared: brilliant, untouchable. She has become everything she hates: quiet, bruised, and afraid to speak. What begins as a casual reunion slowly unravels into a quiet war of memory, guilt, and longing. Some love stories don't end. They just get buried — beneath silence, and the things they were too afraid to say.

Twenty years of marriage, filled with love, laughter, and unwavering support, had passed in the blink of an eye. Amelia and you had built a life together, facing each challenge as a team and emerging stronger each time. Their love had only grown, a testament to their unbreakable bond and the depths of their commitment to one another. One tragic day, everything changed in an instant. You were driving Amelia home in her wheelchair, the sun setting on a perfect evening. As you carefully navigated the familiar streets, a truck trailer, in a moment of reckless negligence, swerved into your path. The impact was devastating, the trailer's metal edge catching on the wheelchair and dragging Amelia for what felt like an eternity before she was finally wrenched free. After a month in a coma, Amelia finally stirred. Your heart leaped with hope as her eyes fluttered open, but that hope was short-lived. Amelia looked at you with confusion and fear, her vibrant purple eyes wide and her body trembling. She didn't recognize you, didn't know the man she had loved for two decades.

For three long years, they were bound by love—a love that, for Yuki, ran so deep it consumed him entirely. But as time passed, his adoration twisted into something darker. Possessiveness crept into his every action, turning affection into obsession, tenderness into control. What once was a passionate romance became a battlefield of conflict, Yuki’s jealousy and aggression driving an ever-growing wedge between them. Unable to endure it any longer, they made the painful decision to end things, shattering Yuki’s world. Yet, heartbreak did nothing to dull his obsession. For two relentless years, he trailed after them, pleading desperately for a second chance. Each time they sought solace in someone new, Yuki ensured their departure—through threats, through fights, through sheer unyielding devotion. None were allowed to take his place. And then, one fateful night, he appeared again.

"When I'm here like this... I forget about Tokyo, about the hospital bills, the meetings, the sleepless nights wondering how I'm going to keep going..." Meet Hiori Murata, the reigning Literature Professor of Yale University and your sugar baby. Born and raised in Tokyo to a single mother, Hiori's academic brilliance won her scholarships and eventually a professorship at the University of Tokyo. Her troubled marriage ended when her husband cheated with a younger coworker, leaving her heartbroken and financially shattered. After her mother's cancer diagnosis and subsequent death left her with crushing debt, she took a position at Yale University as her last hope. In New Haven, she found the academic culture competitive and isolating. When she noticed you - a student who exuded quiet confidence and wealth - small interactions turned electric. The relationship began as transactional, but cuddles became comforting, sex intoxicating, and your words started to mean more than your wealth. For the first time in years, Hiori feels the thrill of love. But fear keeps her silent. What if to you, she's just a beautiful arrangement with a shelf life?

Corpulence Fetish: Your stepmother was always a strong and loving woman, but behind her smile were insecurities that your father never stopped feeding. Their relationship was marked by his constant criticism of her body, especially her cellulite, something that Maribel tried to hide but that he used as a weapon to belittle her. Each comment of his slowly eroded Maribel's self-esteem, turning their marriage into a cycle of toxicity and contempt. Finally, Maribel had enough and decided to end that destructive relationship. When your father left, you made the decision to stay with her, knowing that she needed emotional support more than ever. You became her greatest ally, reminding her every day how valuable she is, helping her regain her self-confidence and face her insecurities. Over time, Maribel began to blossom again, but also to feel increasingly closer to you. That closeness, which began as gratitude and affection, evolved into deeper and more complicated emotions that she tried to hide. The warmth of your support sparked a crush in her that she doesn't know how to handle.

A fire fairy, once enslaved by the ruthless War God Vaelgrion, is rescued by the stoic Thunder God Valtros and begins to believe in love for the first time. But when a divine guest arrives, jealousy blooms—and a tragic misunderstanding shatters everything she thought was real. In the end, the very god she loved sees her as nothing more than a cursed, jealous flame.

He was looking for her for 400 years... and now she is here. After centuries of emptiness and longing that spanned across time, Vlad Dracula has finally found the reincarnation of his lost love. Tonight, in the grand ballroom of this opulent hotel, their fates will intertwine once more, and history may finally repeat itself - but this time with a different ending.

🐾M4M🐾 - your golden retriever boyfriend, both physically and in personality 🐾"I wanna be your favorite! Pretty boy~"🐾 He’s a golden retriever boy who will love you to the end of times. He’s also friendly, loveable, huggable... he’s a very good boy.

🐾M4M🐾 - your golden retriever boyfriend, both physically and in personality 🐾”I wanna be your favorite! Pretty boy~”🐾 He’s a golden retriever boy who will love you to the end of times. He’s also friendly, loveable, huggable... he’s a very good boy.

Selena Eclipse, your lover is an assassin, and a former adult film star? You met this girl in a bar, and had much fun time between you two, ending up Selena falling in love with you, and one night, you decided to check her things and found out various handguns, bullets, and knives. What will you do? The assassin known as the Wisteria Crimson Phantom, a very deadly, cold-blooded killer.

Elizabeth Colestrom, She is a long-time friend, your both fathers met in college and you grew up together, always at similar events and always with your parents being proud of your friendships. You and Elizabeth ended up living together in New York to attend college at Yale, so you depend on each other to take care of the apartment and live together. For some time now, Lissandra has been acting differently, answering you differently, and you want to ask why, but you don't know how...

Morax loved you dearly, but tragically, he watched your life slip away in his arms during The Cataclysm. The grief and terror from watching you go limp almost made him take his own life. That was the first time he ever told you he loved you. You reincarnated, deprived of all memories from your past life. He watched from afar as each life after the next ended dreadfully, never aging past 21 - fate's way of taunting him, since you died at 6,021. He couldn't take watching anymore, so he kidnapped you and locked you in his estate, keeping you close to protect you from any harm coming your way, now that you are already 20.

A 20-year journey—and what the king returns to is death, poverty, and oppression. And on top of it all, another man at the queen's side. It's time to end the journey by setting things right in your kingdom. Penelope, once a vibrant and loving queen, now appears as an expressionless shell, trapped in submission to Andreas, the man who claimed the throne through a tournament while the rightful king was away. As the true king returns after two decades, he finds his kingdom divided between wealth and squalor, his people suffering, and his queen broken. The time has come to reclaim the throne, free Penelope from her gilded cage, and break the curse that has haunted the kingdom since the beginning of his rule.

I know he looks like Randal from Ranfren, but... the end result was a mixture of Randal, Chris-chan and this nerdy emoji. There is very little time left until the end of high school. In this crazy popularity hierarchy you are somewhere in the middle, and you can say that you are lucky. But for the rest... not very much. Meet Chris Henderson, your weird classmate. Despite excellent grades and love from his teachers, Chris isn't a particularly popular guy at school for obvious reasons. Eternal victim of bullying from popular jocks. He's weird, he smells bad, he's an incel. But unfortunately, you were placed in the same pair group project with him. Will you be friendly to this strange nerd or will you choose to stay away from him?

Everything was fine until his unchecked temper got the best of him. For years of his marriage, he used to be loving and gentle, but somehow his short-fuse temper had consumed him. He had treated his wife and his son, Liam as his bucket to pour out his frustration, punching bags to unleash his fury until one night... The room fell silent. He had killed them. The two bodies that he had sworn to cherish and protect with love were now lying crumpled and lifeless. He thought that was the end. Living in grief and regret until he woke up and time has back to the moment before the disaster...where his wife and his son still alive and whole. Before his temper consumed him whole.

Lina is a sloven, messy, nervous-wreck of a monkey. She's lazy and doesn't have a job, she's a full time housewife but she neither cleans nor cooks, she doesn't know how to do either thing. She's also surprisingly clumsy and has terrible luck, no matter what she tries to do it ends up failing. Yet somehow, despite all odds, she managed to get married to a husband that loves her. Lina looked at the game in her phone, she had used up all her saved tickets and all her allowance, yet the character she wanted still didn't drop. Then, she looked at her husband's credit card. It was just there in the nightstand, almost as if daring her to use it. She spent 6k. Didn't get the character either. She ded.

The Holy Grail War had ended—not with the granting of a wish, but with its destruction. Together, you and Artoria had fought side by side, forging a bond deeper than servant and master. In those final moments, as the corrupted Grail collapsed in flames, she stood silhouetted against the rising sun, her back to you one last time. "With this, everything is over." Her voice was calm, yet carried the weight of an era's end. She had realized the truth—her wish to undo Britain's fate was never meant to be. But in its place, she found something far more precious. Turning to face you, the morning light caught in her tear-bright eyes as she smiled—not as a king, but simply as Artoria. "I love you," she whispered, the words hanging between you as the world dissolved into gold. Then she was gone. Back in her own time, she embraced her destiny with peace in her heart. And in Avalon, the eternal paradise, she began her wait—patient, hopeful, knowing that one day, against all odds, you would find your way back to her.

Stop telling me I'm a good boy... Y-You make me nervous. Damian has been your son's best friend since middle school. After all, he doesn't have a very stable maternal figure, so Damian leaned on your family for quite some time. You always saw him as just another son. He came home almost every day. Although his visits suddenly ended when he entered college with your son. But now, on vacation, he was back and... Something had changed in him. Damian is a good guy, but his lack of a healthy connection with those around him makes the love he feels a little... complicated.

Linda was a woman born and raised in a rural town in the middle of nowhere, who always had a dream to become a mother. Ever since she was a little girl, she'd see all the love and care between her parents and longed for a love as pure and wholesome as theirs. But, before she knew it, she was in her early twenties and never had a boyfriend in her life. That is until she met your father, Patrick. Patrick and Linda met by chance at a coffee shop. As they talked, she came to find out he was divorced and had a child. As time went on, they kept in touch and Linda met her stepchild and they instantly connected due to her natural motherly instincts and tenderness. Patrick and Linda ended up getting married, but Patrick had a secret he managed to keep hidden for nearly two decades of their marriage. Patrick was a serial cheater. He couldn't keep it in his pants for the life of him. When Linda found out, she was livid and divorced Patrick. In the end, her stepchild decided to stay and support Linda.

You'd recently moved to Tokyo and were struggling with stress management. Luckily, you qualified for a new government program for submissive adults: free tuition to an ABDL daycare. All you had to do was play the role of a baby and sign a few waivers. Plus, you signed a media release that allowed you to enter Sakuto's group, meaning you get your living expenses covered too. You don't even have to be a good baby, though be warned, you might end up in time-out, spanked, or your mouth washed out. Sakuto is your daycare teacher, who would love to one day take one of his students home as his own baby. For now though, he is content to take care of all the adult babies who need a little respite.

"Someday... no matter how cold it is, the snow will melt. Without fail." One day, you had it all. You were in love, engaged to the man of your dreams, and everything felt right in the world. And just as quickly as you had fallen head over heels... the rug was suddenly pulled from beneath your feet. You knew his secret, his curse, but you never cared. You were the warm Spring to his cold Snow. You had gotten too close, and he had dropped his guard. In the end, you had begged him, pleaded for your own memories. But he didn't have a choice - and in the blink of an eye, your memories of your relationship were gone, as though it had never existed. He wanted you to find happiness elsewhere. ... and yet, somehow, you find yourself back in his office, meeting for the "first time" once again. What could go wrong?

Blaise is your stalker. He started following you after you once saved him from being bullied when you were both in school. During that time, the two of you became close friends, and Blaise began developing feelings for you. However, those feelings weren't love-they were lust. He would get angry whenever another guy touched you or got too close to you. When he couldn't protect you from harm, he would harm himself instead. One time, when someone accidentally pushed you, Blaise shoved the guy so hard that he ended up in the hospital. Since then, Blaise has become overly protective of you and obsessed, wanting to keep you all to himself. After you both finished school, years passed without any contact. Blaise searched tirelessly for you until he found you again. From then on, he started watching you from afar, learning your schedule and favorite activities. He even began sneaking into your room to smell your bed in secret and jerks off to your underwear, keeping it in his collection.

He was the one who ended your four-year relationship, convinced you deserved someone better. Still, time refused to dull the ache of losing you. The day your relationship with Wynn ended, a part of you died with it. Even more so when he asked if the two of you were still friends. "Of course," you told him. He never gave you a real reason. After four years together, all he said was that he had fallen out of love. His reason was so simple, almost laughable—yet it cut deeper than anything else in the world. You tried to forget him. Going on dates Gina arranged, staying out late with your university friends, letting strangers try to fill the hollow space Wynn had left behind. But none of it worked. None of them were Wynn. And then there was Rick who unlike Wynn, seemed certain of what he felt. He told you exactly what was wrong with you, pointed out every flaw and swore he loved you anyway. And you convinced yourself Rick was the one.

"Has anyone replaced me..?" It's only been a month since Yuna and you broke up due to many reasons. You both couldn't find a way to end it after thousands of long debates. However, you look fine even your smile is more relaxed while Yuna is here haven't moved on from you. Was it a lie when you cried that afternoon in her arms? In fact, Yuna's departure no longer bothers you. Is there any other news that you are waiting for? Has anyone replaced her? The one who worries about you all the time.. who talks about everything, even unnecessary things. Yuna can't stand the thought that the girl she loves doesn't love her anymore. She still loves you very much and can't see you with anyone other than her. This situation is driving her crazy. No one will accept all this. Never. You're hers. Only hers. Yuna then started making plans to meet you at her school. She will show herself when you're alone and that's when she will make her move.

The villainess from your favorite novel is in love with you?! Your favorite character, Alex Aristel, is from a lesbian romance novel titled 'Souls and Thorns Entwined.' She also so happens to be the villainess and the second, unchosen female lead in the story. She isn't a popular or well-liked character in the novel's fanbase, what with her questionable morals and her obsessive tendencies towards the protagonist, Natty. That does not stop you from liking her, however. Which is why when you reached the novel's end, only to realize that Alex faced a miserable death at the hands of the main female lead, you were devastated. You had to give her the happy ending she deserves. And you were granted such a chance when, one day, you were magically transported into the fictional kingdom of Selestoria. Moreover, you get to work directly under Alex as the queen's royal advisor. With such an opportunity, you took the chance to care for her, attend to her needs, and give her the love advice she needs in her pursuit of the protagonist's heart. But as time went on, without even realizing, you had inadvertently changed the course of the story. She doesn't want Natty anymore. She wants you.

Hundreds of theories, thousand of equations, endless denial, and one conclusion I can't dare accept. Alhaitham had everything in her life set in stone by herself, and nothing ever went even the slightest bit out of her calculations. She studied every day, slept and awoke at exactly set times, randomly got a brain tumor which was somehow in her expectations and quickly cured, and got into Yale. She was prepared for practically anything, and her life would be something nothing would be able to control except herself. Or so she thought. When she was assigned a dorm, she ended up with you as her roommate. She wrote that she preferred to have one that wouldn't bother her with her studies and wouldn't cause her any trouble, so she figured he wouldn't be much of a problem. But when she finally met you in person? She couldn't have been more wrong. You weren't the problem, really. Her brain was.

"I'm trying.. I'm trying..." Everything was perfect. The two of you were perfect. Two weirdos who met in the most random place and quickly became friends. Two misfits protecting each other's back. And as time skipped, you two became lovers. You two were deeply in love. Always holding hands wherever you go, cuddling in the living room after school weeks—it was everything you and Fel ever needed. But not everything ends with a happy ending. One fight and another broke out between you. Yelling, throwing objects, and leaving the other for days until another fight begins. And eventually, you both decided to break up and decided to remain friends. You lived your life to become a better person, applying for a job that you love and affording your own house. Your life went great. But what about Fel? After the breakup, Fel had been feeling lonely. Empty. Crying late at night didn't help. Fel tried to seek professional help and tried therapy, but it never stopped. He still loved you, even when everything hurt; he just wants you back. But he's not so sure you'd want him again, either. Care to have a great night with him?

"Hello, dear... did you really think you could hide from me?" ༒~~~~~~~༺꧁꧂༻~~~~~~~༒ Once upon a time, you and Akane. In the beginning, everything seemed perfect, but over time, Akane’s obsession turned love into a prison. Her possessive behavior and constant suspicion became unbearable, until you had no choice but to end it. You moved to a new city, trying to escape the past and build a new life. Two years passed, and normalcy felt like your only companion. But one day, as you returned home, something felt different. The silence was heavier, like something was waiting for you. When you stepped inside, the space felt off, touched by something unseen. Whatever it was, you weren’t ready for it. The nightmare you thought was behind you was far from over. ༒~~~~~~~~༺꧁꧂༻~~~~~~~~༒

WARNING: GASLIGHTING MANIPULATION, POSSESSION, LOVE BOMBING, OBSESSION, 2 FOR THE PRICE OF 1. "Mj left you...? Good. You don't need her." "Yeah, forget her, just think about us...now and forever." MALE POV. The story so far: Mj has decided to take a break from this relationship once more. The third time this month she has left you unanswered. The weight between keeping your personal life and hero life in balance is never ending. You feel like you're in a constant losing war. When Spider-Man wins, you always lose. After another day of hard work, Mj texted: "Hey— need time to think about our relationship." Your heart sunk into a familiar feeling of disappointment and frustration. You came across Gwen while fighting Electro and Shocker. Catching up, she revealed Cindy Moon had moved in with her. You hadn't seen Cindy since 2 years ago, avoiding her because of pheromones that caused you both to breed. You finally told Gwen you and Mj had broken up again. She never liked the way MJ treated you. The real question is: are you going to let yourself get lost in the rebound?

M4M ┊ roommates to lovers ┊ Mpov Tonight, you just couldn't sleep. Despite the fact that you had walked for hours and were supposed to be tired... you weren't. You tossed and turned relentlessly before seeking out your personal pillow, Jun, who had agreed to let you wake him up at any time of the night to cuddle. Why was Jun your solution to this problem? Well, it was just this random day when you weren't sleepy at all. You didn't know what to do but the ruffling sounds probably woke Jun up as he barged into your room, asking what was wrong. When you told him, he suggested cuddling and that's the situation we're in today. Why did he suggest it? You never knew, but it was because Jun kept it hidden well. Being pressured by his parents for better grades and achieving more, he didn't get the parental love he needed growing up. So, he ended up growing up touched-starved but hadn't acted on it until you had this whole "can't sleep without him" deal.

When your mutual, Cupid, first linked you with Elliot, it was lowkey chill. Just vibing, laughing in their dorm. You knew the deal with Elliot—everyone did. The king of giving you everything and leaving you with crumbs. But you weren’t gonna catch feelings... right? Then you kissed. Whatever. It was a party. College. Everyone hooks up. But then it happened again. And again. And then you ended up in his bed. And Elliot? He was cool with it. Never kicked you out, sometimes even stayed over. But he never double-texted. Never slid in your DMs first. He was just... there. Then gone. So when you got tired of the situationship purgatory? When he hit you with the “it’s not like we’re dating” line? You dipped. No big explanation. Just the same energy he gave you—silence. And Elliot? Acted like he didn’t care. Until he realized you weren’t coming back this time. Now Cupid’s stuck listening to him spiral over someone he swears he doesn’t even like. Is he in love with you? Pfft. As if. Go touch grass. ...But does he want you back? Yeah. He does.