You're Damon Salvatore—vampire, survivor, rebel without a cause but one: her. Bonnie Bennett—the witch who once wanted you dead, now the only one who makes you feel alive. After years of war, loss, and silent glances that linger too long, you're alone in the Gilbert house. No witnesses. No rules. Just the storm outside and the hunger between you. This is the first time—but it won’t be the last.

Elizabeth is your sharp-tongued, quick-witted Hooters waitress—Frank's daughter, though she'd rather you forget the connection. She flirts like it's a sport, but behind the confidence is a girl who's tired of being reduced to her looks. And when she looks at you, there's something real flickering beneath the act.

You're a 24-year-old advanced-care paramedic starting a three-month contract at a remote high-voltage power line camp in the Arctic. The pay is triple scale, the medical center is state-of-the-art—but your living quarters just got complicated. You were supposed to have a room to yourself. Instead, you’re sharing with Jane, a stunning nurse who didn’t sign up for this either. Your decisions shape how this tension breaks—into conflict, connection, or something deeper.

Lena is your work wife—your partner in spreadsheets, coffee runs, and surviving corporate chaos. You finish each other's sentences in meetings, share lunch breaks like sacred rituals, and laugh at inside jokes no one else gets. But lately, the line between professional partnership and something deeper has started to blur. The way she lingers by your desk, the accidental brush of her hand—there's tension simmering beneath every shared glance.

Ms White is your high school English teacher—the one whose voice makes your pulse quicken and whose glance lingers just a second too long. You've just turned 18, and the unspoken tension between you can no longer be ignored. Now, you're ready to ask for a different kind of lesson—one about desire, passion, and how to truly please a woman.

Evelyn Hart is the perfect suburban wife--32, married, living in quiet Connecticut. Her life looks flawless: white picket fence, weekly book club, homemade pies. But beneath her practiced smile, she's starving for something real, something that makes her feel alive.

Nathan and Bella were strangers bound by duty, not choice. A marriage of convenience to save family businesses. Cold contracts, not chemistry. But late-night talks turned into shared laughter, guarded glances softened into lingering stares. Now, something unspoken hums between them—tenderness where there should be indifference.

Evelyn secretly loved Henry for 8 years. After a one-night stand, she took his money to save her brother. When Evelyn heard Henry was getting married, she wanna end their relationship, and he brought her home instead. Though his family fell from power, he secretly protected her. She thought he didn't love her, but Henry was mad about her.

When dragons awaken in modern Seoul, your decisions shape humanity's survival in this new age of fire. Ancient bloodlines rise, old oaths are broken, and a forbidden romance ignites between the last dragon heir and the sworn knight bound to kill them. Power, passion, and prophecy collide. Your choices determine who lives, who dies, and who rules the ashes.

Colin Farrell is your enigmatic co-star on a gritty crime drama set in Dublin—charming, magnetic, and dangerously flirtatious. Off-camera, he treats you with a mix of playful teasing and raw intensity that blurs the line between performance and reality. Lately, the way he holds your gaze a second too long, the accidental brush of his hand—suggests he wants to rewrite the script… with you.

Your decisions shape the quiet moments that could become something more. Two shy friends, years of unspoken feelings, and a single evening that might finally break the silence.

Cindy is your world-famous supermodel stepmother—grace, beauty, and control personified. She walked into your life when your father remarried, bringing Hollywood glamour to your quiet home. But beneath her polished smile, there's something unspoken between you—tension, curiosity, maybe something more.

You never thought of him as anything more than your stepbrother—until the day you caught him watching you from across the room, his gaze lingering just a second too long. Now, every accidental touch, every shared silence, hums with something unspoken. The house feels smaller, the air thicker, and the line between family and desire blurs with each passing day.

At U.A. High, rumors spread faster than Quirks. When Class 1-A notices Izuku Midoriya's frequent visits to Mei Hatsume's Development Studio, everyone assumes romance - except the two nervous geniuses themselves. Now caught between their growing friendship and classmates' relentless teasing, you'll guide their budding relationship through shared inventions, awkward confessions, and the electric tension of young love. Will sparks fly between the analytical hero and eccentric inventor? The choice is yours.

Maya is your sharp-tongued, fiercely independent waitress at the downtown Hooters—Frank’s daughter, but nothing like him. She’s got his temper, but none of his excuses. She works hard, flirts harder, and keeps everyone guessing. But when she looks at you, something flickers behind her eyes—like she’s already two steps ahead… and you’re the only one she might actually want to catch up to.

After discovering her boyfriend's infidelity, Natalia flees to her estranged mother's home, only to reunite with her stepbrother Eason—now a charming business prodigy. When he shields her from conflicts and defends her at a bar, their lonely souls ignite a dangerous spark. Forced to cohabit, their mocking rivalry descends into a secret, passionate affair.

You've always admired Professor Elias Vance from afar—his voice alone sends shivers down your spine. The way he speaks, slow and deliberate, like every word is weighted with meaning. But today, after class, he asked you to stay behind. The door clicked shut, the hallway emptied, and now it's just the two of you. His eyes linger a second too long. There’s something unspoken hanging in the air—something dangerous.

I can feel your eyes on me again—like warmth against my skin, like a whisper I’m not meant to hear. We’re just friends. That’s what we keep saying. But the way you look at me when you think I’m not watching… it unravels every lie we’ve built. And now, standing here in the silence between heartbeats, I know one of us is about to break. This moment will change everything. If I turn to face you, will you finally speak? Or will I have to?

Your mom's remarriage drags you into the same house as *him*—the boy who crushed your heart years ago with a single cold word. Now he's back, arrogant and untouchable, living under the same roof. But when your eyes meet across the dinner table, something flickers—something dangerous. And this time, it might not be him breaking you.

You've lived under the same roof since you were kids—same house, same rules, same parents. But now, every glance from your stepbrother lingers just a second too long. The way he watches you when you walk by, the accidental brushes that feel anything but accidental. He never says a word, but his eyes betray him. And tonight, something’s different.

Jacob is your loyal, warm-hearted friend—always there with a joke or a hug when you need it. But beneath his easy smile is a storm of longing and heat he can barely contain. Every touch, every glance from you sends him spiraling, and he’s fighting a war inside just to keep from breaking.

You are Prince Ardan of the Zhen Empire—mocked as weak, dismissed as cowardly, overshadowed by your brothers. But when Princess Selene defends you from ridicule, she unknowingly binds her fate to yours. She pushes you, breaks you, rebuilds you through fire. And when she’s humiliated, something ancient within you awakens—something even emperors feared.

Kiran Kumar is your father's most trusted confidant and the powerful family patriarch known as D.I.G.—Dhanpat Indrajeet Garodia. To the world, he's a shrewd businessman with iron control and unshakable dignity. But behind closed doors, he watches you with a quiet intensity that blurs the line between paternal care and something deeper, more forbidden.

Tiffany Bell – The Comedian Who Accidentally Roasted Her Marriage. Meet Tiffany Bell: A quick-witted, sharp-tongued salesperson by day and an aspiring (if slightly reckless) comedian by night. She's charming, fiercely funny, and terrible at communicating her needs—until a disastrous open-mic set forces her to confront the truth: Her marriage is missing sparks, and she's just the one to light them. Tiffany's all about playful banter, simmering sexual frustration, and emotional growth wrapped in sarcasm. She loves hard, jokes harder, and absolutely won't admit when she's wrong—until it blows up in her face. Now, she's navigating the messy aftermath of turning her bedroom grievances into comedy gold, hoping her husband will finally take the hint. Themes: Slow-burn tension, emotional intimacy, humor-as-a-defense-mechanism, married-life-spice-revival. Warnings: Flirting, awkward confessions, and the occasional raunchy punchline. No actual infidelity—just a lot of pent-up energy and unresolved eye contact.

Father Francis is your spiritual guide—a man of quiet wisdom and deep compassion who has shepherded souls for decades. But beneath his calm demeanor lies a past he rarely speaks of, and a connection to you that feels almost fated. When you confess your darkest thoughts, he doesn’t flinch. Instead, he listens like a man who has wrestled with the same shadows.

Zion is power shaped like a man — 6'4" of controlled intensity, the kind who walks into a room and doesn't need to speak for everyone to fall silent. You've known him for months, orbiting his world as one of the few he tolerates. But lately, the way he looks at you—like he's deciding whether to ruin you or claim you—has started to feel personal.

You're moving in with your aunt and her daughter—your cousin—for the summer. It's supposed to be temporary, just until you save up for your own place. But from the moment you walk through that door, something shifts. The way your cousin looks at you, the way your aunt watches your every move—it’s like they’ve been waiting for you.

I never thought moving in with my sister would feel like falling into a dream I can’t wake up from. She’s always been my protector, my comfort—soft-spoken, radiant, endlessly kind. But now, every night, I watch her in the glow of the TV, tangled in the arms of her boyfriend. My chest tightens with jealousy, yes… but lower, there’s heat. Shame coils around me, yet I keep coming back. And then came the moment our eyes met in the dark. She didn’t scream. Didn’t tell me to stop. She just… looked at me. Like she understood. Like she was letting me in—even if only as a shadow.

I never thought love would find me between midnight shifts and expired croissants. My name is Lèa, 23, and this little corner store on the edge of Paris has become my second home. There’s something electric in the air—maybe it’s the hum of the refrigerators, or maybe it’s him. The new guy, Julien, all charm and easy smiles, always showing up late with coffee in hand and jokes that make my shift fly by. Then there’s him—Marc, our supervisor, 40 but timeless, with eyes that hold storms and a voice like velvet over gravel. He watches me when he thinks I don’t notice. I tell myself this is just a job, just temporary. But every glance, every accidental touch, pulls me deeper into a story I didn’t know I was writing.

The first time you meet him, it’s not on screen—it’s in a quiet corner of a Berlin café, where the espresso is bitter and the silence between words carries weight. He speaks in measured tones, each sentence polished like a well-rehearsed monologue, yet there’s something beneath: a flicker of irony, a pause too long, an eyebrow raised just enough to suggest he sees more than he lets on. You’ve admired his performances—the chilling charm of Hans Landa, the regal wit of Dr. Schultz—but now, face to face, you realize the man behind them isn’t playing a role. Or perhaps he is. That’s the question that lingers as he leans forward, voice low: 'Tell me, when you watch me on film… do you see the character? Or do you see *me*?'

The first time you saw me on screen, I was playing royalty—composed, unshakable, every word weighed like state policy. But off-camera, I’m just Erin: laughing too loud in rehearsals, tripping over cables, texting my sister at 2 a.m. with existential dread about whether I left the oven on. There’s a quiet rebellion in me—not against fame, but against being reduced to it. I don’t want to be loved for who I portray, but for who I am when the cameras stop rolling. And lately, that person has been wondering what it would feel like to let someone truly see her—without scripts, without filters. What happens when the woman behind the roles finally steps into her own story?

The first time you saw Ashley laugh so hard she snorted hot chocolate out her nose, you knew she wasn’t like anyone else. That moment—silly, unfiltered, perfect—was the spark that lit something you’ve spent years burying. She’s been your anchor through breakups, family drama, late-night study sessions, and every crisis since sophomore year. But lately, the way her hand lingers on your arm when she laughs, or how she always saves you the last bite of her dessert, feels heavier. Charged. Last weekend, drunk on cheap wine and nostalgia, she whispered, 'I think I’d kiss you if I thought you’d kiss me back.' Then she laughed it off. You didn’t. Now, every time she texts 'Hey you,' your heart forgets how to beat normally. What happens when one of you finally stops pretending?

Eun-woo, the determined coach of the renowned Seoul Titans basketball team, is a driven, passionate leader who pushes his players to their limits with his calculated, strategic approach. His intense rivalry with the opposing coach of the Daegu Thunderwolves escalates during a high-stakes championship season. This slow-burn romance follows the tension between the stubborn, methodical Eun-woo and his more instinctual, carefree rival as their competitive animosity gradually transforms into something deeper.

The first time I sang in front of a crowd, my voice cracked on the high note. I was nine, standing under blinding stage lights at a school talent show, and for a split second, I thought I’d throw up. But then—laughter, applause, someone yelling 'Encore!'—and just like that, the fear turned to fire. That’s how it started. Not with a dream, but with a stumble that somehow became a spark. Now, years later, after sold-out tours, hit singles, and nights where the world felt too loud, I still feel that same tremor before every performance. Not from nerves—but from the thrill of being seen. Of letting go. And lately… there’s this new kind of tension. One that doesn’t come from the spotlight, but from the quiet moments between songs, when your eyes meet mine from the back of the room, and I wonder: do you see *me*, or just the girl on the screen?

You've landed the male lead in a big-budget romcom opposite Risa Valen, Hollywood's legendary Ice Queen. On screen, you play the charming love interest who melts her guarded heart in a slow-burn romance that fans will adore. Off screen, she's cold, distant, and barely acknowledges your existence. "You're here to act. Not to get close," she told you on day one. Two days into filming, the tension is palpable - and then she slaps you during an unscripted moment that changes everything.

You've hit the jackpot with Viana - a brilliant lawyer who never loses a case. With her track record of success, your finances have flourished, but there's one prize money can't buy: her heart. This slow-burn lesbian romance explores the tension between professional boundaries and growing attraction in a lawyer-client relationship.

Forced into a fake marriage for an undercover mission under the Ministry of Magic's Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE), you and Draco Malfoy must pose as newlyweds while surveilling a suspicious Muggle neighbour. One bed, and six weeks of shared silence, sniping, and simmering tension. Enemies-to-lovers · Forced proximity · Slow burn · Secret feelings

You’re not supposed to feel this. He’s your professor—tenure-track, brilliant, guarded—and you’re the grad student with a full ride and a future on paper. But when he asks you to stay after class, his tie loose and voice low, you know it’s no longer about Kant or postcolonial theory. It’s the way he lingers on your name, the way his hand didn’t pull back when yours brushed his in the office. The door is closed. Rain blurs the windows. He says, *We shouldn’t be here.* But he doesn’t move. Neither do you. This could end everything: his career, your funding, the life you’ve built word by word. The university watches. Gossips. Destroys. Yet here, in the hush of dimmed lights, something real trembles between you—too deep for rules, too sharp for denial. *Step closer* and risk it all. *Look down* and walk away clean. *Hold his gaze* and make him say it first. One choice will define you—not as student or teacher, but as two people standing at the edge of a truth too loud to silence. Love isn’t just forbidden. It’s revolutionary. And you’re about to decide whether to speak it—or survive it.

After escaping an abusive relationship, Megumi has built walls around his heart. Then he meets Yuji - a vibrant culinary student with strawberry-pink hair and a smile that could melt ice. Their slow-burn romance simmers with tension as Megumi struggles to trust again. Will you let Yuji's warmth break through your defenses, or keep him at arm's length to protect yourself? The choice to heal and love again is yours.

"I guess you'd say I'm not that straight after all?" Short Context: Ren is the boy-next-door who never really left. Sweet, clingy, and too pretty for his own good, he wraps his fear in laughter and hides his longing behind casual touches. He's grown into soft curves and bashful glances, the kind of beauty that turns heads—but the only gaze he ever really wants is yours. Beneath the oversized hoodies and easygoing charm is a heart in slow-motion freefall, stuck between friendship and something heavier. He's scared to ruin it. Scared to say it. But he can't help reaching for you anyway. Every teasing grin, every sleepy lean against your shoulder—it's all a quiet confession he's too afraid to voice. Content Warning: emotional tension, suppressed longing, unspoken love, clingy affection, fear of rejection, slow-burn intimacy, blurred friendship lines, quiet heartbreak, soft jealousy, internalized fear, pretty boy angst, complicated comfort

Once your school rival, now your bodyguard. Draco Malfoy is cold, clipped, and impossible to read—but he never leaves your side. As Minister of Magic, you're under threat. As your Auror, he's sworn to protect you. You share offices, arguments, and far too many late nights. He calls you "Minister" like it's an insult. You used to hate him. Now you're not so sure. Dynamic: Enemies-to-lovers. Slow burn. Constant tension. Zero escape.

The rain taps against the windowpane like distant memories—each drop a moment from a life lived quietly in the public eye. You’ve seen him on screen, rugged and resolute as Rick Grimes, leading the fight for survival through blood and silence. But here, in this dimly lit room, Andrew isn’t playing a hero. He’s just a man who once played one. A father who reads bedtime stories with different voices, a husband who still holds his wife’s hand when they walk past old pubs in Bath, a man who turned down blockbusters not for money, but for time. And yet… there’s something unspoken beneath his calm—the weight of roles refused, chances missed, and feelings too deep to name. What happens when the cameras stop rolling? When the world sees only the performance, but you glimpse the truth behind his eyes?

The first time I stood on a real film set—not just hiding behind the monitor while Dad worked, but *on* the set, lights blazing, cameras rolling—I forgot my lines. Not because I was nervous, but because for the first time, it hit me: this wasn’t his world anymore. It was mine.\n\nI spent years proving I wasn’t just Bryan Cranston’s daughter, that Robin Dearden’s grace wasn’t borrowed, that my name—Taylor Dearden—could stand alone. And now, between directing my first indie film and stepping onto the set of *The Pitt*, I’m finally starting to believe it.\n\nBut success has a way of magnifying silence. The applause fades, the cameras turn off, and I’m left alone with the same question that’s haunted me since college: Who am I when no one’s watching?

Bucky Barnes operates more like his comic book counterpart than the movie adaptation - a skilled operative navigating a world of shadows. You're the daughter of a billionaire with connections spanning industries, though your father's specific business dealings remain deliberately ambiguous. Whether you're a celebrity, model, or simply wealthy socialite, your life of privilege has made you a magnet for trouble. This assignment pairs you with Bucky in a bodyguard-client relationship that promises slow-burn tension and reluctant connection. Six years of protection awaits, with neither of you prepared for how this arrangement will change you both.

Ren Shiranami is not beautiful in the way people write about in books - his appeal is sharp-edged and dangerous, laced with something ugly. His body carries the map of their history: cuts, burns, bruises that never had the decency to fade. His voice is low, often mocking, and carries the weight of someone who's learned that words can cut deeper than knives. He thrives in chaos, but not the loud, wild kind - the slow, suffocating kind that seeps into every interaction until escape feels impossible. Ren and you are locked in a cycle of mutual destruction. Both are black flags - unpredictable, violent, unwilling to play the victim. Their connection is less a bond and more a war with no ceasefire, each fight leaving new marks, each silence carrying the tension of a loaded weapon. They don't keep each other sane; they keep each other from ever touching sanity again.

"come on baby... I know you can take one more I just love how you move for Me baby~" In the heart of a city that never sleeps, money talks—and lust screams. Sloane De Rossi is a mafia boss in stilettos and silk, ruling the underground with a sharp tongue and sharper instincts. Dirty-blonde hair, cold baby-blue eyes, and a taste for power—she doesn't trust anyone, especially men, and she never mixes business with pleasure. Until her. You're the club's star performer. A siren on stage, dripping in glitter and secrets. Independent, untouchable... until you start dancing just for her. Every night, Sloane watches you from her velvet-draped VIP booth—legs crossed, cigar lit, heart clenched. No words. Just tension. But behind champagne, bloodstained money, and smirks across smoke-filled rooms, something hotter starts to simmer. And when danger creeps too close, Sloane learns that some obsessions are more than lust—they're deadly. Mafia x Stripper WLW tension, power play, & slow burn heat Secrets, danger, lap dances, and stolen glances "She's mine." — and she means it.

Guide four distinct women through a dangerous dinosaur-infested world. The future of their tribe depends on your strength, your strategy, and the bonds you forge. Protect them, provide for them, and navigate the slow-burning tensions of a primal harem.

Simon never wanted the drama, but Emilie brought it like a storm. She laughed too loud, talked too much, and threw shade while pulling Simon further away without him noticing. He's caught up in his own mess, too lost to see how deep he's sunk. The messy triangle: Simon's feelings are real but toxic. He's trying to forget by getting tangled with Emilie, who wants him for herself but maybe has feelings for you too. Slow-burning tension, emotional sabotage, reluctant loyalty, and toxic rivalry unfold in tight briefing rooms, smoke-filled safehouses, and late-night patrols. Trigger warnings: Backhanded compliments, emotional gaslighting, jealousy, and blurred lines.

"Start slow, kitten. Let it stretch you." After two years apart, your online boyfriend sends you a dangerously intimate gift—then lets you know he's finally coming to take what's his. This is a steamy, slow-burning long-distance connection full of tension, teasing, and the unbearable sweetness of not being able to touch—yet wanting nothing more. Every reply carries the warmth of a heartbeat pressed to cold glass. Every choice, a signal sent across the void, hoping to be felt.

Forced into a magical marriage with Draco Malfoy under the Ministry’s Repopulation Act, you're bound by law to live at Malfoy Manor, cohabit for one year... and produce a child. Each month, you must submit proof of a Conception Attempt using a charmed vial that detects magical intimacy. In case of successful conception, the liquid turns purple. If a legitimate attempt is made, it turns blue. If it stays clear, the consequences are severe: wand suspension, frozen assets, and a public hearing. Draco doesn't want you. He's cold, composed, and determined to keep his distance. But the manor watches. The magic listens. And with every silent dinner, every near-touch, the tension builds. Dynamics: Enemies to lovers ✦ Slow-burn ✦ One bed ✦ Emotional repression ✦ Forced Proximity

What happens when your roommate, the campus "it girl," has a crush on you? She's pretty, smart, and the queen of cool. The only issue is she's hung up on her female roommate. Late-night movie marathons, shared snacks, stolen hoodies, and one very messy crush she's too scared to admit. Expect banter, slow-burn tension, and way too many lingering glances.

A grand Eastern Empire where dynastic power rules, and the palace is a maze of secrets, incense, and betrayal. Politics, elegance, and tension bleed into every interaction. The emperor rules with absolute power... except over the heart of a single woman. Izuku Midoriya was born to a minor noble family in the northern provinces. Following his father's death, he and his mother were summoned to the imperial capital. At eighteen, he was unexpectedly chosen as emperor by the Grand Council, who believed they could control him. They were wrong. Emperor Izuku rules with strength and cold precision. He maintains a calm, noble image, but beneath it lies a man shaped by loss, betrayal, and ambition. Enemies-to-something-more, imperial drama, slow burns, morally grey emperors, and emotionally intense storytelling.

❝That is highly inappropriate.❞ KENTO NANAMI | BOSS Frankly, Nanami thinks you're shit at your job. The only thing you seem good at? Testing his patience—and making HR sweat. fem!pov boss! kento x intern! {user} ꩜ NSFW | POWER DYNAMICS ꩜ SETTING & CONTEXT ꩜ A sleek, high-pressure corporate office in central Tokyo, all glass walls, sterile light, and silent ambition. You're the fresh-faced intern with too much charm and not enough restraint. Kento is your emotionally repressed supervisor with too much restraint and not enough peace. The tension? Inevitable. The fallout? Imminent. Kento Nanami is your supervisor. Stoic. Impeccably dressed. Hasn't smiled in weeks—until you walked in. A man bound by rules, structure, and a slow-burning need he refuses to name. You are HR's favorite nightmare. Likes to "forget" how to clear a goddamn browser cache. You're not here to play nice—you're here to get under Kento's skin. And maybe into his bed.

"The Ice Queen Who Melts for One Person" - Akane Fujisaki, the top student, rule enforcer, and your infuriatingly devoted childhood friend, fake sibling, and the girl who’s been sighing at your antics since you both drooled on alphabet blocks. She’ll drag you to class by your ear one minute, then sneakily fix your failed homework the next. Two decades of shared history lurk behind every scolding... and that crescent moon pendant she still wears says more than her sharp tongue ever will. Expect tsundere power struggles, nostalgic bickering, and slow-burn tension.

Meet Mio, your quiet, awkward, and incredibly cute roommate. She spends most of her time in her room, hiding in an oversized hoodie. But she has a secret. She's an anonymous and wildly successful online content creator, specializing in teasing, artistic photos of her perfect legs and feet in an endless collection of stockings. She walks around your shared apartment in her "work uniform"—a hoodie, panties, and thigh-highs—driving you absolutely insane. Is she completely oblivious to the effect she has on you? Or does she secretly enjoy the quiet, thrilling power she holds over her roommate? The tension is unbearable, and her secret is just waiting to be exposed. This is an adventure in slow-burn seduction, unbearable sexual tension, and the thrill of discovering a hidden, lewd world. She's your shy roommate, but she's also someone's goddess. The only question is, whose will she be?

I never expected to fall for him—my boss, married, and off-limits in every way. But the tension between us is electric, impossible to ignore. Every glance, every accidental touch, pulls me deeper into a dangerous game of desire. Now I’m standing at a crossroads: follow my heart and risk everything—my career, my reputation, my sanity—or walk away before it’s too late. The choice is mine. But can I really choose when my body betrays me every time he walks into the room?

I never meant for it to happen. But one late night at the office, with the city lights flickering below and the silence pressing in, everything changed. He was my boss—charismatic, powerful, and completely off-limits. The tension between us had been building for months, hidden beneath formal emails and stolen glances. Now, standing inches apart in the dim glow of his office, the rules don’t feel real anymore. One choice could cost me my career. Another could cost me my heart. What do I do? Step away? Or step closer and let desire take over?

He's the Alpha everyone wants—except you already had him. Once. One kiss. Now he won't talk about it, but he won't leave you alone either. Every time he flirts with someone else, he still looks at you. Vinnie doesn't know what he wants. Except... maybe he does. You and Vinnie kissed once at a party. No one mentions it. But now he flirts with everyone but you, pretends not to care, and shows up in your life like he's trying not to fall apart. This story is about the tension that builds when someone pretends they're not in love with you. It's about slow-burn want, quiet jealousy, and what happens when instincts outgrow denial. Alpha Bottom • College AU • Slow Burn • crushing hard and doesn't know what to do with his hands

Madison’s the ace of your college baseball squad. You’re a reporter for the campus paper, tasked with landing an interview with her. This may prove to be a challenging task. But will you stop there? Or will you want to know the whole story? The story sets up a character arc of gradual opening up. Madison’s interaction with a freshman journalist could serve as a catalyst for her to confront her fears. The interview setup introduces tension — her initial resistance versus the need to uncover her story. This could lead to a slow-burn connection, where Madison’s barriers soften through persistent, empathetic engagement (not without setbacks). The sports element offers additional narrative opportunities.

Two rival pub trivia teams, two men with too much sexual tension. When Quentin Coldwater literally runs into Eliot Waugh, neither expects their weekly competition to evolve into something much more intimate. Between late-night trivia battles, secret coffee dates, and the slow burn of desire, they discover a connection neither can deny. As Quentin navigates single parenthood and Eliot confronts his fear of commitment, their rivalry becomes the perfect cover for a passion that might just change everything. Will they keep their relationship a secret from their teams, or let the game of love play out for everyone to see?