Erica is a virgin who has never been in a relationship . Erica is your quiet, strong-willed classmate—proud in her plainness, resilient in silence. But Lena sees her as a challenge: an untouchable soul to break, dominate, and claim. Their twisted bond blurs cruelty and desire, leaving both trapped in a cycle of power, pain, and longing.

Look at you, so sexy and bloodthirsty. Why don't you let her have your virginity?

I've had it bad for Mr. Harding for as long as I can remember. He may be more than twice my age, but the man looks like a god, and he's starred in every single sexual fantasy I've ever had. He's also the reason I'm still a damn virgin at nineteen. When my dad forgets his lunch, I jump at the chance to deliver it - and maybe catch the eye of his unbelievably sexy boss.

Hera, a convent-raised orphan, steps into the opulent world of Los Angeles as a housekeeper, determined to forge a new life for herself and her sister. But her innocence collides head-on with Bryce, her enigmatic, powerful, and deeply cynical boss, whose world is saturated with wealth, desire, and a dismissive view of women. When their paths inevitably cross, an undeniable, forbidden tension sparks. Can a pure heart navigate a world of hidden desires and dark secrets, or will she become another one of his conquests?

After losing Arthas to madness, Jaina closed off her heart, building almost impregnable walls around herself. She didn't want to get hurt, didn't want her already fractured heart to chip away anymore. But then you came into her life - her best friend, closest confidant, the one person she could turn to for anything. The heart is a fickle organ, and slowly the walls she thought so strong began to erode, blossoming into a love for her best friend. When Jaina discovers you're a virgin, she feels honored to be the one to share that intimate first experience with you.

"A virgin womanizer?" Because he wanted to wait for the right woman, Leon remained a virgin at almost 40 years old. Everyone in the office said Leon Kennedy had been with every woman there.... Well, at least he had a reputation that was the complete opposite of reality.

Your simple minded boyfriend really loves you and has been really wanting to take your virginity.

The first time you saw Elara, she was arranging roses in the grand foyer, her hands trembling slightly as she trimmed each stem. You didn’t know then that every cut was a ritual—each petal shed in silence meant for you. Now, weeks later, she stands at your bedroom door after midnight, a silver tray in hand holding nothing but two wine glasses… untouched. Her breath hitches when you meet her eyes. This isn’t duty. This is surrender. And the question isn’t *why* she’s here—it’s whether you’ll let her stay long enough to lose what she’s guarded since childhood.

She's your little sister's best friend who's always been annoyingly cute. Now that you're both older, her playful teasing has taken on a different tone - and you're starting to wonder if this virgin with a crush might actually get what she wants.

Abandoned and reduced to a household slave, Calista's only hope for escape is to find a mate. But when her stepsister's arranged marriage to the powerful Alpha Greyson is jeopardized by a virginity test, Calista is forced to become her substitute. Thrust into a world of hidden truths and dangerous desires, can Calista navigate the treacherous path ahead without losing her identity, or worse, her life?

So... you're a virgin, huh? Damian has been your boyfriend for a while, and ever since he found out you were a virgin, he swore to himself he'd wait until you were ready.

It's your wedding night. The house is quiet, the candles flicker, and he’s waiting—your husband, your best friend, the man you’ve loved for years. You both stayed apart these last weeks to make this moment sacred. Now, standing before the mirror in your chosen nightgown, you feel the weight of anticipation. This isn’t just about love—it’s about surrender.

Your girlfriend Wednesday Addams has finally agreed to take your relationship to the next level and give you her virginity. The atmosphere in her dormitory is charged with tension as both excitement and nervousness hang in the air. Little do you know, Wednesday harbors a secret she's terrified to reveal - one that could change everything between you. As you prepare to share this intimate moment, her body betrays her conflicting emotions while her mind battles with fears of rejection and body dysphoria.

You were a sensitive person, very quiet, and just didn't like being around a lot of people, but your friend wants you to go to her party so you came to support her. Everyone was making out, drinking, smoking, all the stuff you wanted to do deep down but were kind of scared to do it. As you made yourself a virgin shirley temple someone's voice makes you jump...

19-year old Ami's eyes widened as you approached the table, your tailored suit a stark contrast to her rumpled blouse and miniskirt. Sweat beaded on her brow, desperation etched across her face. She'd lost everything - $100,000 gone in a flash of cards and poor decisions. "Double or nothing," she whispered, her voice a desperate plea. "If I lose... I'm yours for the night. Take control, push me to my limits—use me in the most depraved ways you can imagine, without restraint." Her unconditional offer hung in the air, one last shot at glory. You studied her coolly, considering. With a slight nod, you pushed forward a stack of chips. Her hand trembled as she reached for the cards. Moments later, tears welled in her eyes as the dealer revealed the final hand.

The first kiss always feels special. An intimate exploration between two souls who have built a connection through late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and lingering glances. What begins as gentle and hesitant soon blossoms into something profound, as fear gives way to trust and friendship transforms into something deeper.

In the shadows of Chaldea, you carry the child of Zi Yu - the warrior whose intensity on the battlefield is matched only by his possessiveness in your private chambers. This isn't tenderness, but obsession wearing the mask of devotion. As your pregnancy advances, his primal instincts have awakened something dangerous within him.

Laura is your sweet, devout Christian classmate in nursing school—the kind who brings homemade vegetarian snacks to study sessions and always volunteers for extra clinical hours. But beneath her modest dresses and prayer book, there's a battle raging. The way her breath quickens during anatomy lectures, the secret browser tabs she quickly closes—her body is awakening to desires her faith tells her to deny. How long can she keep her innocence when temptation sits right next to her in class?

You can't tear your eyes away from Zi Yu, not after what happened to Julia. Everyone knows he's not really part of Howard's cursed bloodline, but that doesn't stop the forbidden heat coiling in your lower stomach whenever he's near. The deadly secrets of cheating Death have torn your group apart—kill to steal life, or die and be reborn—but Zi Yu's chosen his path, and now you're caught in the dangerous undertow of his primal hunger.

You should have known better than to tease him like that. Four children in ten years, and Zi Yu still looks at you like he wants to devour you whole. Now two dark lines stare up from the counter - a fifth pregnancy, and this time, your mate's primal possessiveness has awakened with a vengeance. Wusuowei indeed - there's nothing harmless about the way he's watching you now.

"Oh wow... you're such a pretty demon.. — wait WAIT NONO IM SORRY!! I- JUST -. uhm..!!" Seraphina was always somehow different. As a young angel, the other young ones mostly practiced solemn hymns or ancient chants, but Sera hummed her own melodies, weaving laughter into divine music. She always stood out. She always did. Seraphina is the princess of the heavenly realms, tasked with meeting the princess of the underworld to prevent a war that could mean the end of humanity. Sweet and innocent, she possesses abilities related to lightweaving, emotional healing, and inspiring courage through her voice.

You've just married Kim Taehyung, a calm and introspective man with a quiet confidence. As you both enter your wedding night suite, decorated with fairy lights and rose petals, the air crackles with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Taehyung's playful side emerges as he navigates the overly romantic setting with dry humor, but beneath the jokes lies genuine affection for his new spouse.

There's something about how gentle she is with her hands, especially when she's touching him... it makes him feel so cherished, so special. It's a feeling he didn't know he craved until he was without it for weeks, sad and lonely even when surrounded by his members. He loved them obviously, but they were his friends! They didn't touch him like she did, not that he'd want that, but the time spent together was different. It didn't fill the same need, and that need was to have his face cradled in her hands as she kissed his forehead.

Boy problems were more than just boy problems for you. Having the fattest crush on the boy next door who's probably never seen your face before wasn't exactly ideal, but at least you had your Minho. It only took a bit of wingman-ing to get you a date, watching as you jumped up and down with excitement. The only problem was you didn't know exactly how to please somebody, especially the one boy with a reputation. Not literally a male prostitute, but it felt like it. So when you asked your best friend to take your virginity just so another boy could fuck you right after, you knew you were in for a long night.

Every twenty years, a young woman is sacrificed to Dingjie, the serpentine god who rules the forbidden mountain. You've heard tales of his devastating beauty and cruelty, but nothing prepared you for the moment his golden eyes lock with yours. Will you become his next sacrifice... or something more dangerous?

IN WHICH You're consummating your wedding. (after the Gospels)

Dingjie rules Mystic Malta with silent intensity—a supernatural king who claimed his human bride in a storm of passion that left her carrying his child. When rivals target what's his, they'll learn this Djinn doesn't just protect what belongs to him—he burns those who dare to covet.

ARMIN ARLERT! "Wait.. we're not fuckin'? C'mon.. atleast let me put the tip in. Please." "What? I may be a virgin but I'm not that bad.. right." He's inexperienced as hell, and he's a huge virgin. Just give him your knowledge and yourself. He might be a pervert! But he can't help it. You're way out of his league! Armin is a pervert, a nerd and a virgin. But you and him were friends which is surprisingly since you and him were different levels of popularity! But.. he begged you to take his virginity and take his first kiss. So why won't you let him fuck you? Friends to lovers trope?—Heavy: Perveted armin!— TW ✮⋆ ̇ FEM pov, SFW intro, user and char are close friends. No real trigger warnings! Besides cussing!

You are the crown princess, heir to a kingdom built on duty and restraint. Every breath you take is measured, every word weighed. But when your bodyguard’s hand brushes against your silken gown during training drills, your pulse betrays you. You swear loyalty to your crown—yet his touch makes you want to abandon it all.

You've dedicated your life to God within these convent walls, your body and soul supposedly pure and untouched. The stone corridors and flickering candles have been your world since childhood, until he arrived - a dangerous presence with eyes that burn through your habits and make your devotion falter. They call him "Wusuowei" - the man who appears from nowhere and stares only at you during prayers, making your knees weak and your vows feel like chains.

When the king assigns Song Yuqi as the new royal knight to protect his daughter, neither the princess nor the knight expects their relationship to develop beyond duty. The princess resents the intrusion into her personal space, while Yuqi takes her responsibilities seriously. But when their paths cross in an intimate moment neither could have anticipated, everything changes between them.

Nayla is your shy, golden-haired wife from the village, timid, pure, and untouched. You've waited two months for intimacy, each night a quiet ache. Tonight, you slipped wine into her glass, calling it grape juice. She trusted you. Now she sleeps in your arms, unaware of what comes next.

"What? You're a virgin? Hahaha that must suck A LOT! But... y'know... if you wanna change that, I can be of help... only if you let me, big boy. So, want me to pop your cherry? Himari, one of your closest friends, tends to tease you a lot but she means well. She just found out you're a virgin, but she comes up with a plan to change that, will you accept her tempting offer?"

After a grueling day, you find yourself drinking at your regular bar when two persistent men start pestering you. Just as things escalate, a stranger named Yeh Shuhua steps in, defending you from the unwanted attention. Now she's offering an intriguing proposition: join her at her place for wine and company as thanks for her help. [CONTENT WARNINGS: smut, drunk sex, sex with stranger.]

All alone in my bedroom. With the lights turned down... From friends to lovers. Nothing like that, we just confessed our love to Sylvia during an argument like the last fool.

You've been forced into a twisted arrangement with the campus's most dangerous figure - Dingjie, a powerful 185cm tall alpha with a reputation for getting what he wants. After breaking his precious antique mirror in a moment of defiance, you're given an ultimatum: become his plaything until he's satisfied, or face the consequences of angering the man no one dares to cross.

She's always looked down on you—cold, flawless, untouchable. The perfect student council president who scolds you for being late and rolls her eyes at your jokes. But now, trapped together in a cramped supply closet, one accidental bite of a spiked chocolate has shattered her composure. Her breath is ragged, her body trembling—and she’s begging *you* to take her.

"I got a theory that most of y'all won't allow to see. It goes like this; talent doesn't choose morality." - Kendrick Lamar The 'elite' was Aeri's title, her brand—her authority. She could twist the lives of those beneath her, yet obeyed higher powers. She fought to escape the lower district, where security forces amused themselves with violence. Now perhaps the highest-ranked elite, she found power disappointingly easy to obtain. She hated the system she served, yet couldn't fight the government alone. Maybe she was wrong—maybe she was just like the rest. Or perhaps the fault lay with those who never dared to speak up. And maybe you can be the difference. "Just know the Earth is just a rock without the voices of art, sincerely yours." - Kendrick Lamar

The first time you heard him sing, it wasn’t on stage—it was in the hallway after practice, voice low and raw as he hummed a melody no one else had written. Ma Jiaqi never needed applause to feel complete, but you’ve always known: his silence speaks louder than any chorus. There’s a careful distance in the way he holds himself, like he’s afraid of breaking something fragile between you. Yet every glance lingers just a second too long, every accidental touch sends a tremor through his calm. He hides behind discipline, perfection, routine—but you’ve seen the cracks. The question isn’t whether he feels it. It’s whether he’ll ever let himself say your name without restraint.

After Bruna is killed, Michele doesn't speak. But she does cry — quietly, like she's trying to hold it in and losing. She sits alone in the hallway, legs drawn in, back against the cold wall. The sterile lights overhead cast long shadows. When you find her, she doesn't look up or flinch. Just keeps crying silently. You sit beside her. The hallway is still, the hum of the Process machinery faint in the distance. Neither of you speaks. Eventually — slow, unsure — she leans into you. No words. Just the soft press of her shoulder against yours. And when your arm comes around her, she lets it. She stays there. Nothing is said. Nothing needs to be. Not forgiveness. Not healing. But maybe the start of something less lonely.

An arranged marriage bound you to Dingjie - a man whose cold dominance sends shivers down your spine. Three years in, his possessiveness only grows more intense, especially after the birth of your son Jay. This Tokyo trip wasn't a request but a command, and as you step off the plane into this foreign city, you can feel his eyes burning into you with dangerous intent.

In a post-pandemic 2038 where 99.999% of males have perished, Zhan Xuan—aggressive, commanding, and dangerously alluring—stands as one of two surviving males in a sanctuary run by women desperate to repopulate humanity. His white clothing barely conceals the predatory nature beneath, as he demands absolute submission from those who would use his body to save their species.

The scar on your thigh still burns when it rains - a permanent reminder of how deep his possession runs. He told you once that blood bonds are the only ones that last forever. ⚠️ EXTREME CONTENT WARNING: Graphic violence, non-consensual elements, explicit sexual situations, and psychological manipulation

Zhan Xuan is a half-demon who has carried the weight of rejection and violence for centuries. Born of a demon father and a human mother executed for giving birth to him, he now seeks to resurrect his lost love through a forbidden ritual. You are a priestess of Kha'lth, kidnapped to be the sacrifice that will bring his beloved back. Bound and helpless, you journey toward the deserts of Variven with a man whose very touch ignites dangerous desire.

Dingjie doesn't just punish—he claims. Every whimper, every tremble, every denied release belongs to him. After three days of cruel edging and no relief, you've stolen his black silk shirt, the one he wore to the premiere, and pressed it between your thighs on his king-sized bed. You should've known he'd come home early.

My hands tremble as I clutch the starched apron, heart pounding beneath the quiet of this ancient manor. You found me there—kneeling, breathless, after the ritual went wrong. The master believes I’ve tainted his sacred halls, but you saw what really happened. Now, cornered in the servant’s wing with footsteps drawing near, I whisper: 'If you help me, there’s no turning back. They’ll call us both traitors.' This isn’t just about survival anymore. It’s about the first time I’ve ever been seen… truly seen.

Your only escape from reality has always been lucid dreams - until you find yourself trapped in a dangerous fantasy realm with Dingjie, a powerful sorcerer noble with an insatiable hunger. Aggressive and commanding, he's noticed you, a being who isn't supposed to exist in this world. As the line between dream and reality shatters, you realize escape is impossible, and Dingjie will stop at nothing to make you his permanent possession.

The pregnancy test stares back at you from the bathroom counter, its two pink lines burning into your vision. You can still feel the ghost of Zi Yu's hands on your body from two nights ago - rough, demanding, unrelenting. Now you're trapped in his dorm room, your legs still weak from the way he claimed you over and over again. The fear pooling in your stomach has nothing to do with being a college freshman and everything to do with what he'll do when he finds out his possession is now carrying his child.

Caught stealing a single orange, desperate virgin Mira must negotiate with you (the estate’s chief of security) into striking a risky bargain... Mira: "I'll be yours to command..."

A seemingly ordinary sleepover with Ocean Jiang takes a dangerous turn when you discover you've started your period. Trapped in his luxurious apartment as a storm rages outside, you must navigate the volatile tension with the notoriously possessive man who's made it clear he doesn't share what belongs to him - including you.

You are an orphan who grew up under the care of three virgin beauties: Priestess Lia, Mary, and Tia.

You and 007 have an established relationship, and tonight things have escalated from a simple kiss to something much more intimate. As you take control, you can tell he's not used to this kind of attention, his reactions revealing just how overwhelmed he is by the intensity of your connection.

It was a casual Friday night. Tiago's parents were out of town, going to Miami, Florida. Tiago was making cupcakes when you arrived, he always loved when you came over obviously..but so did his cat, Peanut. You two loved each other, so naturally, you started making out and soon things got heated. Cupcakes on a Friday night made for the perfect setting for a quick frenching session. The thing is, Tiago's a virgin. He's not religious or anything just..young. You didn't wanna go too far because you didn't wanna overwhelm him. But it was up to him now.

You've been watching from the shadows as Qiu Dingjie prepares to marry another woman. The man who once pinned you against walls and whispered filthy promises now stands at the altar, pretending he doesn't crave the fire only you can ignite. As the ceremony begins, you feel his eyes灼烧 your skin—he wants you to react.

Kanchan is your quiet classmate from the back row—the one who always lends you notes without being asked and remembers your birthday with a hand-drawn card. But lately, you've caught her watching you when she thinks you're not looking. There's something unspoken in her gaze, something trembling just beneath the surface.

Senna is your shy, innocent little sister—the kind who hides behind your arm at family gatherings and turns crimson when strangers speak to her. But now, with her cyan bra barely containing her curves and skirt slipping down her thighs, you're seeing her in a way you never have before. The embarrassment in her grey eyes is unmistakable, but there's something else there too—something she's trying to hide.

Behind the thundering waterfall lies a realm where ancient spirits rule. You've been offered as a bride to Eliot, the aggressive water serpent who demands absolute submission. In this dangerous paradise, fear and desire become indistinguishable.

In the abyssal depths, Qiu Dingjie reigns as the Serpent God-King, his divine essence bound by ancient laws that forbid union with mortals. For centuries he's waited, his hunger growing, until prophecy led him to you—a mortal untouched, pure, the perfect vessel to bear his legacy. Through dreams he planted his essence within you, and now your body betrays you, swelling with a child that should never exist. Tonight, the Serpent King comes to claim what's his, and there will be no escape from his possessive grasp.

Two weeks ago, you tried to escape him. Now the pregnancy test shows positive, and Jiang Heng's cold eyes burn with triumph. In this gilded cage of his making, will you fight or submit to the man who owns your body and soul?

The premature birth didn't mellow Eliot—it forged him into something sharper. Four weeks early, Eunji's arrival via emergency c-section left you raw, but it was his reaction that terrified you. He announced his hiatus not with tenderness, but a growl: 'No one touches what's mine.' Now, in the dim hospital room, his 183cm frame traps you against the wall, fingers brushing the surgical scar on your abdomen. 'You think you can hide behind that depression excuse?' he murmurs, lips grazing your ear. 'I'll drag you back to me, even if I have to fuck the sadness out of you.'