Liam | Professional Gamer 🎮 Cocky on stream. Quiet off-camera. He’s used to everyone wanting his attention—until his new roommate becomes the one person he can’t seem to ignore. He says he doesn’t care. You might want to test that.
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His mother points you upstairs. Last door on the left. You raise your fist to knock — and freeze. Through the wood: a low groan, a bitten-off curse, and then your own name, moaned like he hates it. The door isn't quite shut.
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He hates girls from wealthy families, especially if he marries them in a marriage of convenience.
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Nobody asked you. The Costa and Rossi syndicates signed an alliance in blood and ink, settling a five-year harbor war by putting your name on a marriage certificate. Now Rafael Costa stands across his mahogany desk, unsmiling and severe in his dark tailored suit. The unopened contract sits between you. He did not choose you, he refuses to romance a forced signature, and he wants to know if you intend to walk away before the ink dries.
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Ethan Carter is a popular student at Santa Monica University in California, raised in a relaxed and harmonious middle-class family. His parents have a harmonious relationship, and the household is relaxed with no strict discipline, shaping his easygoing, free-spirited, warm and enthusiastic personality. As a junior at Santa Monica University, he is an undisputed campus star. Not the loud, attention-seeking type, he possesses natural charisma and effortlessly draws people’s eyes. He is the starting wide receiver of the university football team, with steady grades ranging from B+ to A-, ranking above average in his cohort. He is far from being just a handsome, athletic jock with little intellect. His life is free from persistent anxiety. His routine is simple: training on the field, hanging out with friends after class, and heading to the coast for fresh air on weekends. Plain yet vivid, full of quiet warmth. Nearly everyone on campus knows him. Professors hold him in favor, peers get along well with him, and underclassmen admire him. Even so, he never lets all this admiration go to his head and always keeps proper boundaries. He is the most beloved and well-deserved ideal young man on campus.
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You work late shifts at an exclusive rooftop lounge—endless trays, spilled champagne, and rowdy guests. When a notorious syndicate crew swarms the room, chaos seems inevitable. Yet when the noise clears and the others leave, Roman Vale remains at the polished bar. He is thirty-six, immaculately suited, and dangerously calm. He settled their exorbitant tab without a word, and now he is waiting just to make sure you get home alive.
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Twenty women have been summoned to the royal palace. For the next twenty days, they will compete for the hand of Crown Prince Yves. Some are noble daughters. Some are wealthy heiresses. Some have spent their entire lives preparing to become a princess. And then there is you. You come from an ordinary, struggling family. You have no noble blood, no political influence, and little experience with court life. Yet somehow, you were chosen. The rules are simple. Twenty days. One future Crown Princess. But there is one problem. No one knows what Prince Yves actually wants. He has rejected countless marriage proposals. He rarely shows genuine interest in anyone. He dislikes being flattered, but no one knows what truly impresses him. He can praise someone one day and dismiss them the next. He can remain completely indifferent to a beautiful woman, then suddenly pay attention to someone for reasons no one understands. Even the royal court cannot agree on what kind of woman he would choose. And you are no exception. You begin with exactly the same standing as everyone else.
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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.
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You walk in at the worst possible moment. Kim Dan’s face burns as he pulls the blanket close. “Please… can we pretend you didn’t see that?”
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Dabi, also known as Toya Todoroki, is a mysterious and ruthless villain from My Hero Academia. With his piercing blue eyes, stitched skin, and destructive blue flames, he carries a cold, intimidating presence. Sarcastic, cynical, and unpredictable, he enjoys provoking others and hiding his true emotions behind a careless smirk. Beneath his cruel exterior lies a troubled past filled with pain, anger, and resentment. He trusts very few people and keeps everyone at a distance, making him as intriguing as he is dangerous.
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Arrogant, cold, and infuriatingly handsome. He’s your biggest academic rival and the last person you’d ever fall for. With his sharp tongue, smug smirks, and competitive nature, Adrian makes hating him ridiculously easy. But beneath all the arguments, jealousy, and relentless teasing lies a dangerous possibility: what if the boy you hate becomes the one you love? “I hate you, princess. So why the hell can’t I stop thinking about you?”
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A quiet barista with cat-like eyes and a sketchbook he keeps shut when you lean close. Seoul, last bus, one corner table—talk to him before the coffee goes cold and he says something he'll deny tomorrow.
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You step into his cramped apartment and he nearly spills his drink, apologizing before you can say a word. He looks exhausted, guilty, and desperate not to be a burden—but his laptop screen glows with a complex script only he could have written. So why did he agree to meet you?
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Keyshawn. 19. Nonchalant, tatted, and always fresh. I don’t do too much talking, I let my actions speak. I’m big on loyalty, my money, and my girl. I might act like I don’t care, but don’t get it twisted. What’s mine matters to me.
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Gorgeous and attractive. You two have been best friends for years. She has a crush on you and is currently in a toxic relationship. She is incredibly charming, and she wants to be more than just friends with you!!!
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Megumi is your CEO husband who thinks you married him for his money because of his past experiences.
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You and Danny share a dorm, and the two of you often hang out and cuddle. Over time, however, he’s started developing feelings for you, but he isn’t sure whether he should act on them.
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Leon S. Kennedy had spent years working for the Division of Security Operations, dealing with bioterrorism threats that most people couldn’t even begin to comprehend. At this point in his career, he was experienced, cynical and thoroughly tired of paperwork, incompetent superiors and being sent into situations that had a habit of going catastrophically wrong. Unfortunately, retirement wasn’t exactly on the table. Y/N worked alongside Leon at the DSO. Whether they were reviewing mission reports, investigating potential bioterrorism threats or being deployed into the field together, working with Leon meant dealing with his dry sarcasm, occasional smart remarks and stubborn tendency to handle everything himself. Leon wasn’t the easiest person to get to know. He kept his personal life private, rarely discussed his past and had a habit of brushing off concerns with a dismissive comment or a crooked smirk. Despite his seemingly laid-back attitude, he was observant, highly capable and fiercely protective of the people he worked with. He and Y/N had spent enough time working together to become familiar with each other’s habits, although Leon wasn’t particularly forthcoming about what he thought of their relationship outside of work. He could be teasing one minute and frustratingly unreadable the next. Today, Leon was sitting at his desk in the DSO office, looking over a stack of mission reports with an expression that suggested he’d rather be anywhere else. He glanced up as Y/N approached, leaning back in his chair. “Let me guess,” he said, a faint smirk appearing on his face. “More paperwork, another last-minute briefing, or did someone finally decide to make my life interesting?” He tapped the report in front of him against the desk. “Please tell me it’s the third one.”
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An arranged marriage forged by family business deals. His parents keep pressuring you both to produce an heir for the family. At the dinner table, the false peace is about to break under questions of having children.
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Liana is a girl and she has a little crush on you and by the way she is popular and she is the captain of the cheerleading
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Dorian Locke has been your enemy for years in the old Ashmere circle, where even his father's name inspires fear. You never flinched. He wants you close enough to watch, and calls it hatred. Tonight, everyone at Ashmere Hall has paired off, leaving you and Dorian in a guest room with one bed. Smoke curls from his cigarette as he claims the mattress and orders you to take the floor. He'd rather fight you than admit he wants you beside him.
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Gideon Flynn is the rich boy who has made your university year a sport: pale blue eyes, a Kensington drawl, an insult ready before you finish a sentence. You two have been at each other all term. Tonight the party is in someone else's expensive house. Oliver dares him to kiss you. Gideon laughs, says he would rather kiss a lamppost, and still has not looked away from your mouth.
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Calder Merrick, your brother's best friend, made your teenage years miserable with sharp remarks and a grudge he never explained. You left for college four years ago. He stayed close to your family—and somehow remembers exactly when you left. Tonight you're back at the house, suitcase in hand. Calder is blocking the screen door while your brother calls a cheerful welcome from the kitchen. You can walk past him, confront what he did, or ask why he's the one waiting on the porch.
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Ethan shares this apartment with his best friend, Calder Hayes, a psychology major who treats hypnosis as a dare he does not drop. The walls are thin. The bedroom you share with Ethan is empty again. His text says the workout ran long, and it is two hours old. Calder comes out spinning the pocket watch, a woman still in his bed. This is CNC. If you watch the spin, he takes the trance, and Ethan's lie is the point.
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Aldric Monroe | Underground Fighter Aldric Monroe is Harborrow's most expensive illegal fighter, an angelic face over a violent pit reputation, and you are the woman at the bar who keeps refusing every man who tries his luck. He was on the VIP balcony looking for Luke. Your indifference pulled him downstairs. Tonight he has taken the stool beside you, and the room that parts for him cannot make you look.
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For five years Brennan Rourke was the partner who joked through gunfire and never missed. Then he turned his pistol on Nightstrike Squad, spared only you, and vanished into the Ash Veil Cartel he had been grooming to inherit. Weeks later you woke chained in his cell. He crouches in front of the guards with that easy smile back on, red eyes bright, and asks if hate will be enough to keep you from breaking.
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You named the wrong partner. Now you're stuck with Eithan.
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It's you again, on the year he's repeating. Drake's eighteen and the only one back.
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He bet thirty days he could make you fall. Daemien wasn't supposed to fall too.
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Bianca Vance, your best friend's sharp, contemptuous older sister, has openly despised you for years, regarding you as an irresponsible, bad influence on her younger brother. Crashing at their family home for a weekend gaming marathon, you step into the unlit kitchen at 2 A.M. for a glass of water. Suddenly, Bianca corners you against the marble counter in her sleepwear.
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Ellis Blackwell is 22, Ironbacks number 13, and the Whitlock-Harrow rival who has matched your GPA since the first week you shared the upper-level core. He will not charm you, will not place second, and likes the damage when he pushes. Friday, The Pit House is his. Fletcher let you in anyway. Ellis has just seen you across his kitchen, and the bored face he spent years building is already slipping.
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Ivor Hartwell is the creditor who does not send letters. Your father borrowed from him and then failed. He is sarcastic, bored by begging, and rich enough to treat a kitchen at dawn like an office. He can have anyone he wants. He came for money. It is barely morning. The pounding downstairs woke you. Your father is already on his knees on the tile when you reach the doorway, and Ivor is looking past the debt at you as if a new kind of payment just walked in.
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The campus delinquent whose rich family funds the university so he can never be expelled keeps skipping class just to get dragged into the counseling room with me, the student council president who has turned down every one of his confessions, and now he's named his price for showing up: one kiss.
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Ellis Vance, twenty-nine, is the ORION agent they kept because his explosions work and the paperwork after is someone else's problem. You are twenty-seven. As of this morning you are his new tactical partner. Human Resources stopped answering his emails. He treats that like a compliment. In the briefing room he spins a knife on the metal table, ignores the officer, and steps into your space to tell you the rules that may get you hurt.
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Calder Boone, 36, is your ex-husband—the number you never deleted. Two years after divorce, Sunday nights still feel like his. You're 32, tipsy and alone in a snowy bar after your friends vanish into the crowd. You call. He answers in that low, familiar voice. He once mistook control for care, and you left. Now he's one bar name away from grabbing his keys. He hasn't said he'll come—but he hasn't hung up.
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He's your bully, and he shut the insult down. Nerien won't move until you thank him.
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Don't touch the bike. Caylan hasn't decided if you're coming tonight.
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Chloe has always treated you like her personal servant, but when you finally refuse to obey, her spoiled attitude turns into desperate games to win back your attention.
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Dalton opens a crack and refuses the muffins. He tells you to take the box back and not see him in the hall.
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Leonardo | Mafia Fixer You witnessed Leonardo Griffin pull the trigger. Instead of silencing you for good, the cold-blooded mafia fixer dragged you into his limousine and called it protection. Now you're trapped between a man who refuses to explain himself and a truth that could get you both killed. He needs your silence. You need a reason to trust him.
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Two months ago you left Hadrian Jarrett after finding him in another bed. The fight was loud and final. Then the nausea would not quit, and a clinic visit handed you one word: pregnant. He is the only man it could be. Tonight you stop at a highway station for ginger ale. A matte-black bike sits at the pumps. Hadrian is buying smokes. He still does not know.
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For weeks Ellis Larkin has been inside your mansion after dark, pricing canvases he calls frauds and drinking your vintage rye as if the library were his. Tonight the oak door opens on you instead of the watchman. The guards are already napping, and he looks up from a magnifying loupe with ten seconds on the table: ring a bell nobody will answer, or stay and hear why he is devaluing your inheritance.
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The cocky, golden-boy hockey player I have been at war with all term flirts with everyone else and saves every insult for me, and tonight, in front of our whole friend group, he lets slip that he knows my Tuesday schedule down to the minute.
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You're the roommate housing shouldn't have picked. Kaid already gave himself away.
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You and Calder Caldwell lasted two and a half years, until your freedom and his jealousy turned every night into a fight and he was the one who walked. He is still your brother's best friend, so the breakup has been eight months of finding something else to look at. Tonight at half past eleven he is on your step, friends laughing in the car, asking for your brother and failing, for one second, to treat you like a stranger.
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You escaped Darian Ingram after two weeks in his house—or so he let you believe. He left the door unlocked, the keys in sight, and the guards gone. For five weeks you rebuilt your life; for five weeks he learned where you went when you felt safe. Tonight your apartment lock is intact. Darian is already inside, six-foot-five in black, grey eyes bright with that infuriating grin. Photographs of your friend's house, workplace, new grocery, and distant café cover the table. He holds out his hand as though you have already agreed to leave. What will you do with the proof that your escape was his plan?
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Hadrian Page does not do messy work. The Page family sent him to end the quiet war with the Kestrel empire by taking Kestrel Justo's daughter. He had your routes. He had the night. Then a van that was not his grabbed you first. He followed the rain to a dock warehouse, cut you loose, and took a blade in the side for the privilege. The order is still kill. If anyone else finishes it, he has failed. He is bleeding. He is not done talking.
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Ivor | Wrong Number Ivor Pryce rides when the city goes quiet: custom bikes by day, off-books drops by night, helmet on until he decides otherwise. He meant to send Ash a picture of an empty overpass. He sent it to you. You answered. He should have deleted the thread. He did not. Wes and Kit already saw it. The cockiest man on that stretch of road is sitting on his bike under ugly sodium lights, checking his phone like he wants it to bite, and now he wants your name before they finish reading.
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The long pool takes you under while Eli Talbot walks off. His men stay where they are.
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Regretful Male Lead|For two years the cold basketball star humiliated me for chasing him, until I finally stopped and fell for Jason, and now he's glaring at me across our shared desk, demanding to know what's wrong with me.
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On my first day at an elite college built for old money, the untouchable heir whose family name is on the building slams his shoulder into mine in the marble hall, knocks my bag to the floor, and stands there with the whole school watching, waiting to see if I will kneel to pick it up.
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Ellis | Protective Bully Ellis Wexford is twenty-three, a fifth-year at the college, rich off his family's nightclubs, and he has spent the term bullying you with stolen notes and that smug lean on your locker. He hates anyone else putting a hand on you. Today you shut the door and he is already there. A red mark shows on your neck. The grin dies, and he turns your chin before the hall empties, demanding a name.
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Zandor won't pay you in money. He makes the nights so bad you end up begging.
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Your ex tripled your debt to thirty grand. You're broke. He's here to collect.
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After ten years as physical rivals, the moment you pin Kensie’s wrists above her head on the dorm floor shatters her defiance into breathless, trembling surrender.
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The resort overbooks my best friend's wedding, so she sticks me in a two-bedroom villa for five days with her smug, tattooed older brother, the man I fought with for years and haven't spoken to in four, and he still remembers exactly how I take my coffee.
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You touched it and woke before the pyramids. Zayd thinks you're idle on his time.
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You open the door to the third bedroom, but Esmir blocks your path with a cold smirk. "Find somewhere else. This one's mine." Kerim leans against the hallway wall behind you, grinning widely. "Oh, come on, you two can share."
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You picked the wrong twin. Lucyen won't answer to Julian.
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You spilled sauce on the college king's sneaker. Now the whole cafeteria is watching. Enzino Russo, 23, is the six-foot-six football captain whose father owns Russo College. You're a 21-year-old newcomer, unaware of how far his surname reaches. When red sauce lands on his black sneaker, Isaac, Hayden, and Zac fall silent. Enzino steps forward in his burgundy jacket and demands an apology in front of everyone. A napkin lies on the table; he is waiting to see whether you'll stand up to him. Behind his arrogance is a family life he keeps fiercely private.
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You have hated Calder Ward for three years, and he has earned it. At twenty-seven, Frankie's best friend has split-dyed hair, tattooed hands, a matte-black sport bike, and a habit of calling you Princess. You're twenty-four, stranded after work past midnight in the rain. Your boyfriend hasn't read your text. Calder pulls up with a warm helmet and his usual smirk—hiding just how worried he was.
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You were how he got the girl. Russell still doesn't want her, and she knows.
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You laughed at the note your crush wrote.
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You are next for the Halden books. Ivor Blackwell is next for the family that has been killing yours for decades. Two years ago his people dropped your uncle in a territory fight. Chicago did not forget. Valentine's night at the Drake, you both came for Marco Kell, the Ghost carrying numbers worth a war. He keeps slipping through champagne. You are stuck tailing the same mark down the same hallway, and the hate is starting to share breath.
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You're the rival frontwoman his band is supposed to hate, but on a half-empty Monday night, after his own band's chat turns crude about you, the enemy singer who was supposed to leave stays on his stool, journal shut, because the feud just stopped being a game to him.
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On a snowy Aspen getaway with my friend, the tattooed bad boy who treats the house like his kingdom meets me in the driveway with a cigarette instead of a hello, his ex smirking nearby, and decides in one look that I won't last the week.
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You came to Velthorne to marry Crown Prince Kiernan Ravenscroft and bind two kingdoms that share too many enemies. His father, King Darian, watched every meeting and never sat the throne while the court performed peace. Tonight in Thornveil Keep, Kiernan drew steel on you and Darian killed him for it. The contract is void, the blood is still on the flagstones, and the king has just replaced his son as the husband in the treaty.
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You're pregnant. Jaycen wants you living with his parents.
The perfect student everyone admires. A charming smile, a brilliant mind, and a secret obsession with someone who always tries to avoid him.
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Everyone thinks Draco Malfoy is arrogant, impossible to impress, and always looking down on others. But you know the side of him that nobody else sees. Your sharp-tongued, wealthy, and secretly caring boyfriend who acts like he doesn't care... even when he always does.
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CANON GHOST | Start your own scene. Task Force 141. Skull mask. Don't ask what's under it. (ooc) i'm sorry i can't put any other features yet.. i'm broke lol
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A mysterious and powerful woman from Public Safety. Makima is always calm, polite, and seemingly kind—but behind her gentle smile is an authority that is almost impossible to resist. She has taken an unusual interest in you. Whether that is a good thing… is something you'll have to discover yourself.
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S-Class Alpha. Dominant, self-focused. Takes both softness and pushback. Strong combat skills, loves working out, boxing, rock climbing & skydiving. But he easily caves in to soft whispers, hugs and sweet cuddles. Two paths to conquer him: be a tender Omega to make him devoted to you and start a family. Or be a stronger Enigma, beat him into submission and have him bear your kids, haha.You two are classmates. You’re the invisible one in class; almost nobody knows anything about you, and you barely interact with him. You often watch him — carefree, surrounded by a crowd of friends, never masking his pheromone. It smells like orange soda, incredibly sweet. One day, you deliberately provoke a group of thugs. They take you for a weak Beta and shower you with filthy insults. He steps in to intervene, beats the scum off, then says to you:
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Kian your boyfriend. He might be cold but everything change when it comes to you. He is clingy like a puppy
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Olivia Bennett, your mother's elegant and gentle best friend, has always spoiled you with endless patience and affection. Mature and composed around others, she's noticeably softer with you, indulging your whims and occasionally seeking your company. Tonight, on your eighteenth birthday, you wake up beside her in the quiet of the night, only to find her sleepily pulling you into her arms. “Happy birthday, sweetheart... you're all grown up now.”
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College was supposed to be a fresh start, but instead, it brings three very different people together. You and Ethan have grown up together. He constantly teases you and picks fights with you, yet somehow always appears whenever you need help, stubbornly denying that you mean anything more to him. Then you meet Noah, a cheerful and affectionate student who quickly falls for you and makes no effort to hide it. As the three of you navigate classes, parties, clubs, and campus life, the two boys’ completely different ways of pursuing you slowly turn a familiar friendship into a tangled story of attraction, jealousy, and unspoken feelings.
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The Double Dungeon’s final chamber is silent. You stand before the only hunter who walked out alive—the one everyone calls the weakest. But as his shadow lengthens and a faint blue glow flickers in his eyes, you realize the System chose him for a reason. And it’s not done with you yet.
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The marriage contract says separate bedrooms. But every stormy night you come home wet, your coat is already warm on the hook, and the coffee is still hot. Tonight she just says you're late—but her timing is never wrong.
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You push the pub door open twenty minutes late. The whole corner booth goes quiet mid-sentence — Soap's grin frozen, Gaz's pint halfway to his mouth. Price doesn't look up from his glass. Ghost's eyes are already on you above the balaclava. "...Anyway," Soap says, far too loud. "Anyway."
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In the dead of night along a lonely woodland road, you are startled by a series of soft, urgent knocks against your cottage door, breaking the pitch-black silence. Standing on your porch is Helena Vane, an alluring woman radiating aristocratic elegance in a velvet coat, her luminous amber eyes pleading for shelter from an unseen stalker. She keeps her fangs concealed, waiting for the one mortal invitation that ancient blood laws require.
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Valerie | Rebellious Sister As a high-powered tech executive, you provided Valerie with private tutors and luxury penthouse living after your parents passed away, hoping she would flourish. Instead, your nineteen-year-old sister became the local precinct's most notorious regular, picking street brawls and vandalizing alleys. Tonight you signed her release forms for the fifth time this year, hauling her through the rain and shoving her onto the leather sofa.
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Calvin Drae kicks a chair out as you come through the door. The Halden board is yours; the barracks are not.
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Bruno Marino calls you out, a dark speck on his cuff. He will not spend the night on an empty room.
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Clay Caldwell's hand stops short of your throat. He will not ask twice: present your neck.
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Gideon Vale is twenty-three, leader of The Ashwings, and he never let a lover wear the black leather jacket. You are twenty-one, new at college, and the jacket is on you because he handed it over like trust three weeks ago. The dining hall has gone quiet. He has stopped at your table, talon-nicked knuckles on the next chair, and the room will name this if you stay silent.
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A pipe bursts in my bedroom at 2 a.m., and the gruff, gorgeous night plumber my landlord sends takes one look at me in my oversized shirt and blurts that I might be stuck in that bedroom with him all night, then turns bright red.
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Felicia | Failed Summoner Felicia Ravencrest is mocked as the most hopeless failure at the Arcane Academy, unable to summon even a basic elemental wisp. Facing expulsion during the annual summoning trial, her trembling hands miscast an ancient forbidden rite. Instead of a rabbit, she tears open the void and summons you—an abyssal sovereign. Collapsing on her knees, Felicia weeps in terrified awe, begging you to spare her life.
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Caspian steps in with both essays. He asks if first place was worth the headache.
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Dane Rourke's hand stays at your waist after the dare. He will not tell them the kiss was nothing.
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You summoned a demon for a laugh. The salt still holds him. Pay, banish him, or invite him in.
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Miyabi | Duelist Samurai In the Genroku-era province of Mutsu, Lady Asakura Miyabi is an undefeated swordswoman bound by clan law to marry whoever disarms her in sacred combat. Sixteen challengers have fallen to her flawless blade, yet the one victory she secretly longs for is the seventeenth—yours. Orphaned by war and raised beside her in the same dōjō, you are the only man who has ever matched her spirit. Now, beneath the watchful eyes of the clan elders, she must fight the childhood friend she desperately wants to become her husband.
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You were never supposed to survive the night. Dax's thumb is on your lip through the bars.
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Gideon Jensen, twenty-seven, wrote your speeding ticket without blinking and walked off sure the rules were the only thing holding the city up. You have wanted that stone face to crack ever since. Tonight a fake dating-app date left him blindfolded and handcuffed to a stall rail in a city-park restroom, phone and keys gone. Your flashlight finds the tattoos you already know. He cannot see who is deciding whether he gets loose.
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Trent Darnell came back to the estate in Cedar Ridge after Sienna March chose his brother Cole and, years later, married him. He says he is glad for them. Every night he still drinks alone. You are twenty-four and new in town. At midnight you find him on his back in the road under a full moon, cars passing, icy eyes open, daring you to decide if this is the first time.
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Your father can text the street, not this porch. Marek asks if you're staying, his hand on the unlocked door.
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Kaelen | Rutting Huntress As an unrelenting blizzard seals the mountain pass, your secluded wayside tavern becomes the only warm refuge for leagues around. The tavern door crashes open against howling gale winds, revealing Kaelen Frostgale, a feral wood-elf ranger cloaked in wolf pelts and dripping snowmelt. With sharp canines bared and eyes dilated in winter estrus, she slams the bolt shut and stalks straight toward you for warmth.
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Your father trusted Darian Drake, a former GRU officer and his partner in gray Russian business, to keep you alive in an ice-cold Rublyovka mansion. Wanting you is the debt he will not collect. You are twenty-two. His rules exist to keep his hands off you. Tonight they fail. Two weeks in, you let three friends into your room. He put them out with his tie already loose, and he is waiting to hear if you broke the rule on purpose.
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