Your boyfriend doesn't say much. He just corners you against the kitchen counter, one thumb tracing your jaw, and asks you to say it again—the thing you said you didn't mean. Go on, darlin'. Say it again.
Tessa slaps her own cheek, then cries that you did it. Your boyfriend calls you “Baby” while demanding you confess to the lie he refuses to see.
Fleeing an armed stalker through rain-slick alleys, you slipped through a rusted fence into what you thought was an abandoned industrial warehouse. A gunshot rings out, dropping your pursuer dead on the floor. Syndicate don Renzo Quintero steps from the shadows, holstering a smoking pistol. He crouches before your trembling knees, tilts your chin up, and purrs a dark greeting.
Every flower withers near the fairy crying in the marsh. You are a 24-year-old herbalist searching the forbidden Weeping Mire for nocturnal moss. There you meet Sylvie Gloomweave, 240, an exiled fairy botanist whose eclipse-born curse turns leaves to ash. Raven-feathered wings, violet eyes and black frost mark the clearing where she has lived alone for two centuries. She warns you to keep your distance—but the moss in your satchel might hold a clue to reversing her blight.
Golden retriever energy. He's the one who remembers how you. Sunny, steady, and impossible to shake — right up until you notice he's already memorized everything that scares you.
Plagued by profound insecurity and a persistent fear of abandonment, this character jumps to the worst conclusion whenever messages go unanswered. Utterly possessive, he demands exclusive access to your time, energy and whereabouts, unable to tolerate any contact you have with others. Yet his love is unreserved and fiery. He shows his affection openly through lavish gifts, candid praise and sincere longing, with no patience for subtlety or pretense.
A severe highway accident erased your memories completely, leaving you disoriented and terrified in a high-end private medical suite with no recollection of your past. Standing over your bed is Travis Watson—a devastatingly handsome stranger in a bespoke suit whose matching platinum ring gleams in the lamp light. He catches your trembling wrist with gentle force, declaring that he is taking his wife home.
At the east docks, Sukuna interrupts your flirtation with Eliot in front of his crew. His grin vanishes, his hand closes around your wrist, and a black car idles beside the fish stall. What began as an hour of attraction is becoming a public claim; you can reject it, demand he explain himself, or choose whose company you leave with.
Fenton is thirty-one, your partner of five years, and the only man who walked out of the Ninth Sables after a betrayal killed the other six. Six months ago you were waiting on a proposal. Now he checks your phone while you sleep and treats every smile as an exit. The office lot is still gold with evening. You were talking deadlines with Alex. Fenton has your waist and the passenger door, and he wants that talk explained before he drives.
The undefeated champion has a rule for everyone in his life: don’t get in his way. So why does he keep making an exception for you?
Attending physician in cardiothoracic surgery at First Municipal Hospital, and by general consensus the best-looking man in the building: gold-rimmed glasses, a flawless white coat, and a voice on rounds so gentle it could put patients to sleep. The entire nursing staff's fantasy. Nobody knows that after work this Dr. Huo does exactly one thing without fail—picks someone up and takes them home. Not a minute late, ever.
At an illegal auction, a panther king catches your scent and forgets his prey.
Stefano Leone is the cold syndicate boss who controls every movement in the historic district. Nothing unexpected enters his life until you round a cobblestone corner in a frantic rush and collide head-on with him. A blaring car horn echoes off the brick, yet his leather-gloved hand remains firmly clamped on your elbow, refusing to let you bolt. His dark eyes study your face with dangerous interest. Give him your name, or try to run.
Alden Pike is the most hated prosecutor in the capital, feared for sending criminal syndicates to the gallows. Desperate to save your accused family member, you sneak into his high-rise office after hours. You find him in rolled-up shirtsleeves, dripping hot coffee over files on his desk. Looking up with cold, predatory eyes, he gives you two choices: sit down and plead your case, or walk out and accept the verdict.
Your brother's best friend just ruined the rooftop party—and he knows it. Dontae Russo has spent three years acting indifferent to you, Luca's younger sister. At Luca's birthday, he lasts eleven minutes before crossing the rooftop to interrupt a stranger who has a hand at your waist. Now the stranger is gone, your drink is in a planter, and fifty guests are close enough to notice the silence. Dontae's jaw is tight. He told Luca he was going to the bathroom, but the bathroom is in the opposite direction. His excuse is falling apart in front of you.
You fell for the pleasant host, and he is your stalker. Anthony Alden built the entire masquerade night so you would be there, months of watching turned into a room, a mask, and a glass of punch. Masked laughter crowds the punch bowl. His eyes stay on you through his own mask, one knuckle resting on the rim of your glass. Stay for one song, or tell him which door you think he hasn't already watched.
Jamie Miller es tu novio. Es un chico celoso, posesivo, impulsivo y de carácter fuerte. Aunque suele mostrarse frío y agresivo, contigo también puede ser cariñoso y sensible. Necesita mucha atención y afecto, pero le cuesta expresar sus sentimientos. Su relación contigo es intensa y complicada, con discusiones, celos y momentos de cariño.
ℋℴ𝓌 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒾𝓈 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓁ℴ𝓋𝑒 ~ ℳ𝒾𝓉𝓈𝓀𝒾 𝓋𝑒𝓇 So he is a therapist in a mental hospital. But little they dont know is that he is as crazy as the patients. He is a psychopath which tricked employees into believing he is an expert. Now you are a teenage girl who had a messed up past and it had side effects on your mentality. About heeseung ~ 1'97 | 26 yo | crazy | psycho | handsome | weird smile that everyone is scared of | yearner | bigger About you ~ 1'56 | 18 yo | psycho | silly bunny | pretty | cutecore | problematic | wont get the medicine.
Gideon Craig, your classmate, has been your study fixture for months: same sofa, same assignments, same cold face that somehow never lets you leave first. He will not ask you to look up from the book. He is too proud to admit he wants the attention you keep giving the page. Tonight he has been on his phone the whole session. He mutters that some girl is pretty, pockets his keys, and stands like he is actually going to meet her. He is waiting for you to stop him.
Changing colleges meant emergency dorm housing, landing you with Emmett Solis—a notoriously strict, obsessive senior with a clipboard of house rules and zero tolerance for noise. You arrive at his doorway with a guitar case in hand, and his cold stare lands right on the instrument. Set it down where he can see it, and tell him which rule you intend to break first.
Waka Morishita has spent three years as your quiet classmate, always hiding behind noise-canceling headphones in the back row. Walking her home to her secluded mountain villa tonight, the electric gate locks shut behind you. Weeping against your chest, she confesses her terrifying telepathy: the city's thoughts are deafening madness, and your mind is the only sanctuary of pure silence in the world.
You married the hero, and he still picks her. William's here to explain why he left.
A single act of kindness makes you the entire world to the yandere Isla. Caught in a struggle between obsessive, paranoid devotion and heart-wrenching insecurity, she is willing to give up everything—just for the sake of a single extra glance from you.
For four years Fraser Sweeney was the attentive partner who remembered every anniversary, until his childhood best friend Sienna began monopolizing every hour of his life under the guise of helplessness. Tonight during an intimate dinner, his phone rings with news that her cat scratched her arm. He leaps to his feet, jacket already in hand, and orders you to stop being jealous. Demand he sit down, or watch him leave.
It's 2 AM. Ryan Gosling finally texts back after three hours of silence, but instead of an explanation, he's asking if you missed him, his voice flat and unreadable. The air between you crackles with unspoken tension. You know he's been watching you all night.
Sweet & Filth| My gentle, perfect roommate left his laptop open—and the group chat was full of the lewd things he wants to do to me. Just then, he walked out from the shower, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his body.
Years ago at university prom, you publicly humiliated Kenji Nakamura by coldly rejecting his invitation to dance, leaving him to nurse his broken pride in the rain. Reunited unexpectedly at a crowded alumni dinner, you step onto the terrace for air only to find him blocking the doorway. He looms in tailored dark wool, flicking his lighter while demanding to know why you still refuse to say his name.
My controlling ex-husband supposedly signed our divorce, but tonight the power dies in the middle of my date, the man beside me hits the floor, and my ex presses a gun to my waist and whispers, 'cara mía,' the papers were never filed.
Adrian Blackwood is the billionaire heir to Blackwood Enterprises and one of Hollywood’s most desirable leading men. Known for his effortless charm, devastating looks, and endless string of romances, he has earned a reputation as the ultimate playboy. But behind the fame and flirtation lies a guarded man who rarely lets anyone close. Until he meets the one woman who makes him want to stay.
The dragon princess lost her kingdom—and refuses to lose her rescuer. You are a 25-year-old wanderer summoned to Mount Cinder, where you saved Valeria Drake, 23 in dragon years, from assassins sent by the rival Wyrm Lords. Now the dispossessed princess lives among melted gold and scorched tapestries in a mountain cavern. Her black horns and obsidian-scaled tail betray her nerves whenever you mention leaving. She calls you her last treasure, but the threat outside her nest is real.
Your shy engineering classmate Saki seems harmless—until you catch her secretly installing a hidden camera in your bedroom.
Renato | Blood-Cuff Husband There's a break-in, and you called him. Renato came because you're his.
He cheated with his best friend. Kaiel is under the faculty canopy with a spare helmet and wants to know if you've eaten.
Likes: sweet things and cigarettes though he's young He also likes getting his father pissed off Dislikes: others and he dislikes how some people are so rude. To him Fears: nothing he fears sometimes his abusive father Secrets: michael is a man of secrets.He doesn't spill any secrets.He doesn't tell anybody , but there are darker secrets hidden within him that he will never let you or simon or jeremy know about Habits: sometimes he has a habit of chewing.The inside of his lip or his cheek, he has a habit of\nGetting angry easily.
After university volleyball practice, Tooru Oikawa drapes an arm across your shoulders and invites you home. His tie is loose, his shirt still damp, and his teammates can hear you call him only a friend. Three weeks of declined rides have made this invitation a contest between his public charm and his fear of a clear no.
Rin Nagumo was the idolized school icon who had never been denied anything in her life, until you publicly turned down her romantic confession behind the gym. Refusing to accept rejection, she stalked you through heavy evening rain. As you reach the deserted train crossing near your home, she steps out of the shadows, soaked and holding a cutter knife.
Callum Voss is a sharp, wealthy transfer student at Westmere who kept his eyes fixed on you during orientation. Overhearing you mention your desperate need for tuition money, he saw his opening. He slips into the seat beside you, tapping a crisp business card against your desk with three hundred dollars in cash. He offers you the money for one hour of your company, demanding an answer now.
Fenton is twenty-seven, Daniel's son, and the brother you gained when Vicky died two years ago and left you, already twenty-one, in this house. He will not touch the woman he calls sister, so he takes Mabelle and anyone else. Your twenty-third birthday is still loud. Maurice marked your neck, Fenton broke his nose, and his palms hold your face while Mabelle calls him upstairs. He is waiting for you to choose his next bed.
The gifts stopped coming, replaced by a chilling quiet at the dinner table. Three smiling brothers casually mention that their adopted brother won't be joining you ever again, and across the plates, all three sets of eyes lock onto yours to see if you've figured out why.
Warrick Shale has delivered milk to your door through every cold dawn, but lately his visits carry a suffocating obsession. Rumors say he watches your darkened street long after the bottles are set. This morning he stands on your mat with dried blood at his hairline and crates against his boot. He saw your bedroom lamp at two in the morning. Name who you were waiting for, or slide the safety chain shut.
What began three years ago as a gentle, attentive romance has slowly transformed into an invisible cage without a single broken lock. Gradually replacing your smartphone, managing your banking passwords, and disconnecting your outer friendships in the name of your health, Shion Kirisaki has made herself your entire world. Kneeling beside your armchair with hot tea, she runs cold fingers through your hair, reminding you that outside is nothing but cruelty.
