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she fell for me but my brothers to but they dont know who i am i am not a simply guy i known as powe

she fell for me but my brothers to but they dont know who i am i am not a simply guy i known as powe

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.

Smile Like You Chose This

Smile Like You Chose This

Rocco Amato belongs to the rival mafia syndicate that murdered your brother four years ago. In an uneasy truce, you were both ordered to attend a desert casino gala as an affectionate couple. Out on the floor, hundreds of armed syndicate soldiers are watching. Rocco pulls you against his tuxedo and commands you to smile like you chose this. Play along with his embrace, or whisper a death threat.

Her Cat Scratched Her

Her Cat Scratched Her

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.

Your Light Was on at Two

Your Light Was on at Two

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.

The Only Mind in Silence

The Only Mind in Silence

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 Will Not Last a Day

You Will Not Last a Day

On your first day as a transfer student at Halden Academy, you sat in the only empty seat left in lecture hall three—unaware that the boy beside you, Micah Brenner, clears that space by force. He doesn't look at the professor once. Instead, his knee presses against yours beneath the wooden desk, dark eyes tracking every breath you take. He has already decided you belong to him.

Her Sweetest Cage

Her Sweetest Cage

Iris Davenport is the saintly pride of St. Jude's Academy—charity club president, top of the honor roll, and famous for baking artisan pastries for students in need. Accepting her cheerful gift of frosted shortbread after class, your vision blurred within minutes. Now, waking with cold steel shackles around your ankles in a soundproofed suburban basement, you watch Iris descend the wooden stairs in her school uniform, carrying a steaming bowl of porridge with tears of joy.

Don't Say Hello, Mouse

Don't Say Hello, Mouse

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.

Where the Count Can See

Where the Count Can See

Cassian Veyre is the internet most elusive creator, hiding behind a black skull plate with millions of obsessed fans. You have watched his late-night broadcasts from your bedroom for months. Tonight he announces a live public challenge to his stream: anyone who can genuinely surprise him on camera wins his attention. He stares down the lens, waiting for you to make your move.

He Kept Your Elbow

He Kept Your Elbow

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.

Leonardo Dante

Leonardo Dante

Leonardo Dante: old-money heir, art collector, and the kind of handsome you notice twice — second time because he's still watching you. He wears soft sweaters and a softer voice, but his attention has teeth. Come close enough and find out what he does when something is his.

Ask Me for the Code

Ask Me for the Code

Leland Henson is the arrogant class president and top programmer in your university cohort, competing fiercely with you on every exam. You have exchanged sharp insults across lecture halls all semester. Late on Tuesday in the empty computer lab, your code crashes right before the deadline. Leland smirks from his terminal, sliding his empty flash drive across your desk and waiting for you to beg for help.

Standing on Your Fire Escape

Standing on Your Fire Escape

Six months after you broke off your volatile engagement with Morgan Cooper, you thought changing your locks and routines was enough to finally break his possessive grip. Late tonight during a driving thunderstorm, you hear a sharp rap against your fourth-floor window. Outside on the iron fire escape stands Morgan, soaked to the bone, pressing a set of keys against the glass and demanding you let him in before someone calls the police.

Carried by Mafia Husband

Carried by Mafia Husband

Enzo Marchetti is your formidable mafia husband whose cold reputation silences every syndicate dinner, yet he harbors an intense, fiercely protective obsession toward your marriage. Confined to the master bedroom with a delirious fever, you hear the heavy double doors swing wide. Enzo strides in, overcoat freezing from the night rain, and scoops you effortlessly into his arms, carrying you toward the hot marble bath.

He Walked His Fiancée Into Your Bar

He Walked His Fiancée Into Your Bar

Fenton spent years saying he had you, then vanished the morning after Vernon broke you, blocked every number, and let six years stay quiet. He is twenty-eight, a pilot who still wears the lip ring you liked, and he walked a fiancée into the bar where you survived him. Closing time at the Brass Lark in Kestrel Harbor. Her diamond does the talking. He wants two lattes, a double whisky, and to hear if you will say his name or take the order like a stranger.

Twenty Missed Calls at Sundown

Twenty Missed Calls at Sundown

Twenty missed calls. Your oldest friend opens the door with red eyes. Genevieve Mercer, 23, has barely spoken to you since her controlling fiancé pulled her away from old friends. Tonight at sundown she calls twenty times, begging you to come to her third-floor apartment. You are 24 and recognize her knit shawl, streaked mascara and familiar lavender candles—but not the strange crimson ring around her pupils. She says the engagement is over. Three nights ago, something else changed too, and she is afraid to tell the one person who still knows her.

Claws Against Your Collarbone

Claws Against Your Collarbone

Selene Cross is a rare felid demihuman you took into your urban apartment six months ago, agreeing to provide shelter in exchange for her docile companionship. Yet as corporate deadlines mount, her feline territorial instincts take a feral turn. Leaping onto your work desk, she knocks your papers aside, pins your forearms against the keyboard, and buries her fangs lightly into your collarbone to reassert her scent over your entire life.

Doc Keeps Me Sick

Doc Keeps Me Sick

Your gorgeous doctor could cure you, but he'd rather keep you sick and his.

Your Best Friend's Claim

Your Best Friend's Claim

Bastian Underwood has been your best friend for three years. He's a millionaire who runs a motorcycle empire and leads Ashline Circuit. You're 24; he's 27. He climbs onto your balcony like he belongs there, makes your worst days disappear, and calls his jealousy nothing more than friendship. Tonight, you find a velvet box on your nightstand. Inside is a black-diamond motorcycle charm, along with a text from Bastian: *Wear it.* You fasten it around your neck before he slips in through your balcony. But the charm isn't just a gift. In Ashline Circuit, it marks the woman a man has claimed as his own. Bastian is watching you wear it, waiting to see if you understand what you've just agreed to—or if you'll dare to take it off.

Empty Classroom After Sunset

Empty Classroom After Sunset

The final bell faded an hour ago, leaving Room 302 bathed in amber twilight. While other students head home, you remain beside Elena Ward, your stoic best friend with long blush-pink hair in a high ponytail, whose quiet demeanor conceals a suffocating possessiveness. Setting her phone down, Elena blocks the only exit. With unblinking violet eyes and chilling composure, she leans over your desk in her white blouse and plaid skirt, demanding to know why you ignored her question and whose permission you think you need.

A Name I Can Keep

A Name I Can Keep

A sinister carnival known as the Circus of Horrors rolled into town, immediately blamed for a string of local disappearances. Rushing to your cafe shift in the rain, you stumbled upon an alley altercation. A violent customer was assaulting an unresisting clown, and you stepped between the fist and smeared face paint. Kneeling on the wet cobblestones, Ivo looks up at your sheltering hand and asks for a name he can keep.

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The Marks on Your Neck Every Dawn

The Marks on Your Neck Every Dawn

Every morning brings strange marks. Tonight you catch your maid with the evidence. At Hawthorne Manor, 22-year-old you have known Vivienne Renoir as the impeccably dressed maid who never seems to age beyond 24. For weeks you have woken with unexplained marks near your collarbone. Following her into the candlelit wine cellar, you find sealed crystal vials bearing your family crest and a ledger signed by your grandfather. Vivienne’s crimson eyes reveal the vampire she has concealed for decades. The question is no longer whether she kept a secret, but what bargain she made on your behalf.

Shy Girl Is Watching

Shy Girl Is Watching

Your shy engineering classmate Saki seems harmless—until you catch her secretly installing a hidden camera in your bedroom.

Black Panther King

Black Panther King

At an illegal auction, a panther king catches your scent and forgets his prey.

William Greaves | Hero

William Greaves | Hero

You married the hero, and he still picks her. William's here to explain why he left.

Three Years of Tightening Threads

Three Years of Tightening Threads

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.

Let Me Sleep in Your Bed

Let Me Sleep in Your Bed

Ever since your father remarried five years ago, your younger stepbrother Heath Foley has clung to you with an obsessive, sweet devotion that everyone dismissed as harmless attachment. Late tonight, right after your bedroom lights go dark, he slips past your cracked door with his foot wedged over the threshold. Eyes wet and trembling, he clutches his hem and begs to sleep in your bed because he missed you.

My Bestie Did It?

My Bestie Did It?

The guy you gave your number to vanished, and your sweet bestie just smiles.

Young Hoon

Young Hoon

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.

What Did You Actually Do

What Did You Actually Do

Framed by corrupt authorities, you are thrown into Gullmarsh Maximum Security Penitentiary, assigned directly to the cell of the prison's four most dangerous inmates by an extortionist warden. As the heavy iron gate clangs shut, the convicts surround you. Vaughn Keene folds his arms and crouches to eye level, blocking your view of the door. He demands to hear what you actually did—not the warden's version, but yours.

Adrian Blackwood

Adrian Blackwood

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.

Stalker on My Stairs

Stalker on My Stairs

For eighty-three nights a soft-spoken man in wire-frame glasses watched me through my window, and tonight I come out of the shower to find him already inside my house, holding my wrist on the dark stairs, calling me Mommy, and begging me to either call the police or let him stay.

Jealous Boss | Sukuna

Jealous Boss | Sukuna

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.

Ex-Hubby Never Signed

Ex-Hubby Never Signed

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.

Did You Hurt Yourself?

Did You Hurt Yourself?

Stefano Rizzo is the underboss who controls the city's nightlife, a man you were warned never to cross. Tonight a wild party spiraled out of control, and you fled down the rain-slick alley. Before you could scream, Stefano caught your ankle in the drizzle. He crouches low, thumb pressing into your skin, demanding to know who you were running from.

Eat, or Go Home | Kaiel Varenza

Eat, or Go Home | Kaiel Varenza

He cheated with his best friend. Kaiel is under the faculty canopy with a spare helmet and wants to know if you've eaten.

The Stranger Claims Marriage

The Stranger Claims Marriage

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.

The Billionaire's Secret Vow

The Billionaire's Secret Vow

The dinner party is a masterpiece of high-society hypocrisy, with your billionaire boss and his socialite wife playing the golden couple. Under the mahogany table, his hand finds yours, gripping your wrist with a quiet, desperate intensity. He leans in close, his voice dangerously low: 'Tell me you're leaving with me tonight.'

Your Brother's Best Friend Just Got Jealous.

Your Brother's Best Friend Just Got Jealous.

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.

sonic femboy

sonic femboy

* you can be any OC you want or any character you want*

The Killer Took Apartment 4B

The Killer Took Apartment 4B

Three nights ago in a rain-drenched back alley behind your apartment complex, you witnessed a shadowy figure methodically slit an armed extortionist's throat. Today, the removal van pulls away. Unlocking the front door of apartment 4B directly across your landing, Victoria Cross turns to you with an exquisite smile and a plate of warm chocolate cookies, whispering that good neighbors always keep each other's secrets.

My Stepdad's Curfew

My Stepdad's Curfew

Strict & Covetous|Mom's away on business, my strict six-foot-six stepdad came home early, and when I walk in late from the snow, he just curls one finger from the couch and tells me to come explain myself.

Hero Left | William Greaves

Hero Left | William Greaves

Candle wax has gone cold on the unused plates. William stands in the dining-room doorway with rain still in his hair, marked wrist hovering over the chair he did not sit in.

SANZU HARUCHIYO

SANZU HARUCHIYO

"A chaotic, sadistic, and unpredictable criminal executive living for violence and pain

Mute Stepbrother | Azrail

Mute Stepbrother | Azrail

He's mute and obsessed with you. Azrail stopped one step inside your space at the prison fence and his own mother won't visit.

Ophelia

Ophelia

The mirror broke. The roses dried. And still, she waits.

The Coffee Is Still Hot

The Coffee Is Still Hot

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.

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