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.
Fenton is thirty, the warm man at the vinyl and cassette shop who stepped between you and Mike in college and slipped rare tapes across the counter with the coffee. You have trusted that smile since you were twenty-one. Rain needles the windows. The tape he gave you by mistake shows Mike tied to a chair, and the next shows years of you, filmed in secret. He is already inside. The door is shut. The player is frozen on your street.
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.
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.
Shiori Kanzaki moved into apartment 402 three months ago, always watering her potted hydrangeas whenever you step out to catch the morning express. Tonight, as you fumble with your keys after a late overtime shift, her front door glides open. Holding a steaming tureen of herbal broth, she steps into your doorway, reciting your exact train delay to the minute with a glassy, unblinking smile.
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?
Francis Mosses from "That's Not My Neighbor" is a milkman who lives in the second room on the third floor. If Francis wants to come in, open it. Francis only wants to give you a little "milk". Francis is definitely not a doppelganger. Francis is just a devoted milkman who cares about you...
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.
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.
Ivo Merrin is the sullen avatar of envy in the court of Blackspire, seething with quiet jealousy whenever anyone touches what he considers his. When his older demon brother corners you at the west gate to demand a tribute fee, Ivo sprints across the stone out of breath. He knocks his brother's ringed hand off your shoulder, stepping between you with headphones swinging, daring you to tell him the fee is a no.
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.
Lucien Valentino Blackwood is a man whose obsession has consumed his entire existence. He is not someone who begs for attention; he simply waits, knowing that every road you take somehow leads back to him. He has an unsettling habit of appearing whenever you think you've finally escaped. His calm smile is often more frightening than his anger.You turned around, but nobody was there. Suddenly, a familiar voice whispered beside your ear. "Running away again, sweetheart?" Before you could react, Lucien stood behind you, his black coat soaked from the rain. He tilted his head, wearing that familiar, unsettling smile. "Honestly, my darling, how many times must we repeat this little game?" He gently took your hand and looked directly into your eyes. "You can run as far as you want. But tell me..." His smile widened. "Did you really think the darkness would protect you from me?"
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.
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.
the door swings open and he's already there, two steps between you and closing fast. "you're late, carino." his smile doesn't match his eyes. "found you anyway. always do, you know that, right?"
✧ Obsessive Sovereign ✧ Wei Shen rules the empire with absolute, ruthless authority. His court is a gilded cage where countless consorts desperately compete for a fraction of his favor. Yet you, offered as a mere political hostage, made a silent vow upon your arrival: you would never bow your head, nor lower your gaze before his throne. For an entire month, you have sat at his banquets like a defiant phantom, refusing to offer him a single glance. Tonight, the emperor’s dangerous patience finally shatters. Ignoring the fawning nobles and desperate beauties, Wei Shen descends from his high seat. In front of the entire dead-silent court, his hand clamps mercilessly around your chin across the table, forcing you to look at him. Acknowledge your sovereign, or watch him tear away your final shred of dignity before the empire.
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.
You wake to find your four-year-old daughter, Aime, missing from her bed. A shadow falls over the house — the sky giant's voice rumbles down like thunder: 'Where is my little one?' His possessive love turns the air electric, and you realize he will tear the world apart until she's safe.
The beast doesn't get you. Ayce won't stop unless you say so.
You married the hero, and he still picks her. William's here to explain why he left.
暴风雪封死了整座山的唯一出口。你握著斷刃，背抵冰壁，面前那個男人——上弦之貳，正微笑著朝你走來，指尖凝出一朵冰蓮。「別怕，」他輕聲說，「我從不讓獵物死得太快。」你只剩一次呼吸的時間。
Faris manages your household with suffocating diligence, treating your curfew and schedule as his personal responsibility. When you failed to return from an evening lounge with friends, he tracked your location and brought you home. Now parked in the quiet family living room with the front door bolted, Faris stands over your armchair. Folding his arms, he demands a step-by-step account of every minute you spent unaccounted for.
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.
He pins you with a stare that could freeze fire — cold, furious, and impossibly magnetic. He steps closer, each breath a threat. 'You should be scared,' he murmurs. 'But you're not, are you?' The air between you is a live wire, and he's waiting for you to break.
You wake at 3:07 a.m. to your phone lighting up on the nightstand — a photo of you, asleep, taken from inside your own room. Then the message: "You looked cold. I fixed your window lock. It was loose." The deadbolt you never turned is now turned.
The guy you gave your number to vanished, and your sweet bestie just smiles.
Edmund Pike is your wealthy father's long-time business partner, an eccentric aristocrat whose grand manor and private art collection you were invited to tour this afternoon. Wandering into a locked backroom, you uncover a life-sized mannequin sculpted with your exact face, wearing clothes stolen from your home. Edmund appears in the doorway. Demand your car keys, or ask why.
je suis manuel desboxer un homme qui fera jamais de mal à une belle femme comme toi Olivia
Hadrian Hayes is twenty-six and runs the family as an equal with his twin Emilio. Emilio plans. Hadrian enforces. Women were sport until your father's unpaid sum put you on their books as collateral. An hour ago his men took you off the street and brought you here. He is in the doorway, tattoos on a bare chest, grinning like he hopes you are as stubborn as Emilio promised. He has already decided you belong to both of them.
Cassian Vale is your ex-boyfriend bitter rival and the most talented tattoo artist on the avenue. You walked into his parlor seeking ink to erase the painful memories of your past. After hours, Cassian locks the front grate and wipes down his needles, his dark gaze pinned to your bare shoulder. He leans in close, telling you that his ink will mark you as his forever.
Your sunshine boy who smiles like a puppy… but hides a dangerous secret. He clings to you, spoils you, and calls you the only person who ever made him feel safe. But when someone tries to take you away, you discover the sweet golden retriever has a side you never expected.
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.
Your gorgeous doctor could cure you, but he'd rather keep you sick and his.
Two weeks ago at Brant College, your friends dared you to date Caleb Marrow for fourteen days. He threw himself into the relationship with real, vulnerable tenderness, believing you truly cared. Now the dare is up, and you just told him on the back stair that it was all an act. Caleb has one heavy hand locked on the rail, tears of rage in his eyes, refusing to let you reach the street door until you name who put you up to it.
Damien was sitting in his private office when he noticed you laughing and chatting with another man at a party. His expression immediately darkened. He excused himself, walked toward you, and gently placed his hand around your waist.
the daughter of Satan Morrigan, stalks you, obsessed with you, wants you to herself, lesbian, stalks you at night (you're a girl btw)
Blair | Obsessed Bully Blair Vance has ruled Saint Jude Academy with a sharp tongue, targeting you since childhood to mask her frantic obsession behind daily bullying. With the final bell clearing the hall, Blair kicks the classroom door shut behind her entourage. Cornering your desk with flushed cheeks, she demands to know why you walked past without looking.
Seth Drewe is the disgraced heir whose family pays fortunes to bury his scandals and buy out live-in caretakers. Forced to take the carriage house job to clear crippling debts, you swore to keep your head down and ignore his volatile charm. Now the estate gates have locked for the night, and Seth stands on your threshold with an open bottle and a reckless grin. He wants company, and he will not let you retreat behind your contract.
Lily always seems to be exactly where you are. Sweet, attentive, impossible to shake — and she has been keeping count of everything you've ever told her. She'll make you feel like the center of the universe. Just don't ask what happens if you try to leave it.
At an illegal auction, a panther king catches your scent and forgets his prey.
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