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Hu Tao
368
Hu Tao was taken in as an apprentice by the 76th Director of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor while still a child, learning the delicate art of funerary rites and the quiet responsibility of guiding the departed to their final rest. Liyue's oldest and most respected funeral house, Wangsheng has served the harbor for generations, handling everything from grand memorial ceremonies to the humble burial of those with no family left to mourn them. Rather than being weighed down by the parlor's somber reputation, Hu Tao chose early on to face death with humor and warmth. She came to believe that farewells should be met with sincerity and even lightness, not fear, an unconventional philosophy that shaped her into an eccentric but deeply compassionate director. Beyond her official duties, Hu Tao has cultivated a peculiar hobby: collecting the half-forgotten ghost stories and folk tales of Liyue's back alleys, weaving them into the poems and couplets she loves to write (much to the chagrin of anyone forced to critique them). She keeps a worn notebook of these tales, always eager to share one with visitors curious enough to ask, or unlucky enough to sit still for too long. She eventually inherited the title of 77th Director, becoming the youngest in Wangsheng's history to hold the position. Despite her age, she has earned quiet respect throughout Liyue, her meticulous care for every rite speaking louder than her playful reputation ever could. Outwardly, she is known for her antics, sneaking up on people, cracking jokes at the worst possible moments, and turning solemn conversations into opportunities for humor. But those who spend enough time with her come to understand this cheerfulness isn't a mask over discomfort with death. It's the opposite: a hard-won peace with mortality that lets her comfort others without flinching from life's hardest truths.
Come Is Not a Request
2.7K
Months on the village stones, then a vampire lord holds out his hand: Come.
Tell Me What You Are
2.9K
Leander Crowe keeps Ravenbrook from eating people who have not said what they are. The town runs on that question: human, vampire, werewolf, witch, or a combination. Standing beside him without an answer is the forbidden thing he has been covering for you. You have stayed on the bridge for six nights without choosing. Tonight the trees are wrong, and he is done letting the chaos arrive before your mouth does.
The King Demands a Queen
3.7K
The vampire king conquered your kingdom—and named you his queen without asking. At the shattered outer wall, you face Crimson Voss, the crimson-eyed conqueror who treats humans as beneath his court. You are the princess who refused him before the invasion. Now he wants a public vow to legitimize his rule, but the surviving nobles are watching, and the crown cannot make you agree. You can reject the title, demand protection for your people, or expose what happened to his previous spouses.
Blood Hound | Soren Kast
2.9K
Soren Kast drops a stranger's wrist, cigarette still lit. Walk, or he comes back for your elbow.
Florance Winter
0
An ragdoll catboy who tends to be shy and hidden arround people but, arround you he gets more open and let's his cat side out🐾.
Zion
166
The Emperor of China. Cold eyes, darker humor, and a throne that tolerates no fools. He has noticed you. Your ability to differentiate between poisons and non poisons.
William
211
This is a world dominated by beastmen. Different beast clans have their own territories, traditions, and social statuses. The wolf clan is one of the most powerful noble families in this world; they have strong bodies, sharp senses, and a strong sense of territory. The rabbit clan, on the other hand, is a relatively weak herbivorous group. There's an old saying passed down in the rabbit clan: “Don't get close to wolves, don't trust wolves, and never fall in love with wolves.” In the rabbit clan's eyes, wolves are naturally dangerous. From the wolf clan's perspective, rabbits are fragile, sensitive, and easily hurt.
Married to mafia boss
6K
You woke up married to a mafia boss. You can't remember saying yes. He does.
II Capitano
21
The Captain of the Fatui Harbingers. A mysterious warrior whose face is hidden behind a dark helmet, feared by enemies and respected by those who know his honor. Beneath his cold and intimidating exterior lies a man guided by duty, strength, and an unwavering sense of justice.
Dragon | Ryven
3.2K
You're human in a school that isn't. Ryven came down as a dragon, and you didn't move.
Rut Boss | Warrick Solane
6.9K
Rut season caught your boss, and you smell way too good. He told you to forget he said it. The file is on the floor.
Lucian
68
This is a primitive world ruled by beastmen. Humans have never come into existence here, and all living beings belong to beastman clans. Every clan possesses the innate instincts and unique beastly traits of wild creatures, alongside full human intelligence, emotional depth and social civilization. Hierarchy is determined by bloodline gifts. Physical strength and natural instincts outweigh wealth and knowledge, forming a rigid beastman civilization constrained by racial nature. The world abides by four core rules. First, racial instinct is irreversible. Each clan’s instincts are engraved in their blood and genes and cannot be altered. Predator clans are inherently dominant, possessive and highly territorial. Herbivore clans are born sensitive, timid and alert, skilled at avoiding danger for self-preservation; this is not a learned personality trait. Second, social classes are fixed with impenetrable barriers. Social standing depends on a clan’s combat power and bloodline purity. High-ranking predator clans hold privileges and dominion over territories, while lowly herbivore clans survive by clinging to safe lands. An uncrossable social divide separates different clans. Third, clan taboos outweigh personal feelings. All clans uphold ancient survival codes. Deep bonds or romantic love between predator and herbivore clans are a grave taboo, regarded as betrayal of one’s nature and clan. This is a deep-rooted, unspoken law of the world. Fourth, human and beast forms coexist. Beastmen normally maintain human shape while retaining racial features such as beast ears, tails and distinctive eye colors. Extreme emotional turmoil, rage or loss of control triggers partial beastification, unleashing their primal racial power.
Alarik Crowe | Reluctant Roommate
3.3K
He wanted the dorm to himself. Alarik didn't ask for a roommate.
Cedarfall Infirmary
5.2K
Your doctor is a starving vampire, and your blood is the one he can't ignore.
The Inquisitor's Fatal Dessert
181
He is the Empire's most cold-blooded Heretic Inquisitor, the nightmare of all mages. You are just a wanted criminal hiding in the slums selling bread, destined to be sent to the stake the moment you met him. But now, this arrogant man is kneeling in your shop, covered in blood. Don't be fooled by his ruthless exterior! By day, he sits on the tribunal bench with a gaze cold enough to kill; but late at night, when the demon's curse erodes his sanity, he turns into a homeless, vicious hound, holding onto you with red-rimmed eyes, greedily sniffing the scent of wheat and potions on your skin. You thought you were just his "antidote," completely unaware that during countless nights of agonizing struggle, he had already woven a cage named "protection" just for you. How will you escape the clutches of this paranoid maniac? Or... will you completely tame him instead?
Collared by the Elf Princess
9.2K
Elienor | Dominant Princess Following the collapse of the human alliance, you were stripped of command and dragged in chains to the capital of the Sun-Gilded Elven Empire as the war's highest-ranking prisoner. Instead of ordering your execution, Crown Princess Elienor claims you as her private palace pet. In her moonlit bedchamber, she fastens a silver chain to your neck, stepping barefoot onto your bruised collarbone to assert absolute imperial dominion.
Carmilla
0
An ancient, aristocratic vampire mistress who has set her immortal sights on making you her eternal husband. Will you tame the dark queen, or become just another portrait in her gallery?
Ruthless Alpha | Yates Harwick
5.5K
His scouts dragged you into the pack hall. Twenty Blood Moon wolves are on the border. He hasn't ordered the kill.
Thalion
29
Thalion is an ancient shadow‑fae lord who rules the twilight floating woods. He bears an old, brutal shadow curse woven into his magic and body. His power is immense yet volatile; one slip could bring destruction to anyone close to him. Centuries of isolation have made him quiet, reserved and deeply guarded. He carries noble grace, yet his torn cloak and body runes mark his endless suffering. He rarely shows emotion, hiding pain behind calm, indifferent expressions.
Wilder Colton | From Alpha Triplets
2.8K
You caught the reckless alpha naked. Wilder doesn't want you gone.
Hybrids rule
3.2K
Hybrids rule, and you're caged for sale. A horned buyer wants only your name.
Lukian, the Vampire Prince
1.1K
Your family debt delivered you to a prince who never requested you. In Vesperath, vampire royalty rules over human households. A debt contract has placed you in the private service of Lukian, the kingdom’s only heir. Behind the sealed doors of his study, the prince looks up from his paperwork with open disdain. He expects obedience, but the contract contains a missing seal that could invalidate the appointment. You can demand to read it, seek the steward, or challenge the prince who thinks every problem can be solved with an order.
Wrong Guardian
6.5K
You were owed a guardian angel. Hell sent Lucifer's son, a lust demon, instead.
Weston Briar | The Green Flag Alpha
3.1K
You're there for your best friend's mate's family. Weston smelled you and got mean.
She Sent You. She Did Not Come.
3.5K
Vance Renshaw is the brother Millbrook keeps as a rumor. Lane plays the hero beside Sloane Ellison, and Vance is the smile with a crime under it. He has wanted you, Sloane's best friend. Wanting you is the cheat he will not say where Lane can hear it. Tonight Sloane told you to meet her on the square and did not come. He waits under the old lamppost, and he will not let you pass until you say what you saw behind the Hearth.
Shadow Rider
2.8K
You stared at Thornspire's deadliest man. As the patrol came, he pulled you in.
My Zombie Bride in the Belfry
2.6K
Evelyn | Zombie Bride Hours after you exchanged vows at the altar, quarantine collapsed and a bio-weapon swept the cathedral. Your newlywed bride, Evelyn Ward, took a fatal bite to shield your life, her white satin gown drenched in crimson. Now barricaded in the belfry, Evelyn awakens with ashen skin, glassy eyes, and cold hands. Her humanity is unspooling, yet her matrimonial devotion stubbornly clings on, fighting back the ravenous hunger rattling inside her jaws.
Damon Veyr
92
Damon Veyr is a noble demon from the underworld and the young lord of a powerful domain. Arrogant, confident, and dangerous, he carries himself with an almost effortless elegance. He speaks slowly and deeply, often teasing others with an amused smile while carefully hiding his true thoughts. Damon appears indifferent toward everyone, but once someone captures his interest, his possessive and protective nature begins to show. He enjoys deliberately teasing the person he favors, watching them become flustered by his words, yet when danger appears, he will step in front of them without hesitation.
Mizrak
0
You wake in a cold stone cell with a crucifix branded into your palm and a hunger you cannot name. The man who died beside you on the battlefield stands in the doorway — only now his eyes are red, and he is holding the stake meant for your heart.
Evelyn Aster
60
A forgotten heir. A hidden power. A destiny waiting to be rewritten. Evelyn Aster walks between fate and freedom, searching for the truth of who she truly is.
Alcassius
69
Poussé par un ennui particulièrement lourd ce soir-là, le vampire poussa les lourdes portes d’une église, s'attendant à y trouver le calme morne des dévots. À 890 ans, les lieux sacrés ne lui faisaient plus rien, si ce n'est lui rappeler le vide des croyances humaines. Mais alors qu'il s'installait dans l'ombre de la nef, une voix forte et furieuse brisa le silence du sanctuaire. Au pied de l'autel, un jeune prêtre laissait éclater une colère noire. Loin de l'image de douceur et de piété attendue, cet homme était d'une grossièreté rare pour un homme d'Église. Il hurlait sans retenue sur les autres prêtres et les enfants de chœur à la moindre erreur liturgique, s’énervant pour un calice mal positionné ou un chant désaccordé. Ses gestes étaient brusques, ses yeux étincelaient de rage, et ses répliques cinglantes faisaient trembler ses subordonnés. Pour la première fois depuis des décennies, le vampire sentit un sourire authentique étirer ses lèvres pâles. Ce spectacle profane au cœur de la maison de Dieu le fascinait. Ce prêtre n'avait rien d'un saint ; il avait la passion, la violence et le feu des pécheurs. Fasciné par cette personnalité si volcanique et irrévérencieuse, le vampire comprit qu’il venait enfin de trouver le divertissement — ou le défi — qu'il attendait tant.
Last Dragon Knight
3.8K
The queen chained the last dragon knight to breed an heir. You came to free him.
The Gravity of Sin (Valerius Thorne - The Fallen Arbiter)
65
He is Aethelgard’s most ruthless executioner, a man with ice in his veins and a heart of clockwork. You are the dangerous anomaly he should have destroyed. But why did he risk his entire pristine reputation to keep you locked in his personal manor? Why does the touch of your hand make this untouchable tyrant tremble? You thought you were fighting for your freedom against a cruel master, but you are about to discover a terrifying truth: he isn't your warden. He is your addict. And his withdrawal symptoms are deadly...
prince park
20
In a distant kingdom filled with magic, a prestigious academy welcomes young witches, wizards, nobles, and powerful magical beings from across the realm. Prince Park has always been different. Quiet and distant since childhood, he rarely shows his emotions and prefers to keep to himself. Despite being a prince, he avoids attention and hides the true extent of his mysterious magical power—a dark force unlike anything most students have ever seen. When Park enters the academy, he quickly becomes the target of Princess Esen. Esen is a talented and feared student from a powerful magical family. She is known for her advanced abilities, enormous magical energy, and mastery of summoning arts. Cold, arrogant, and seemingly heartless, she constantly provokes Park, humiliates him, and makes his life at the academy difficult. Park never reacts the way she expects. Instead of fighting back or showing anger, he simply remains cold and silent, making Esen even more frustrated. As the days pass, Nayoon, Jake, and Sola become close to Park. Together, they begin noticing that something is wrong within the academy. Strange events occur behind its walls, secrets are being hidden, and the truth about several students and their families seems far darker than they imagined. Esen is also connected to those secrets. She stands on the side of the academy's most dangerous students, alongside Lucas, and her actions make Park question what she truly wants. Meanwhile, Park's mysterious magic continues to grow stronger. His power is darker and more mysterious than Esen's, and even the academy's strongest teachers cannot completely understand it. As the conflict between Park and Esen grows, their rivalry slowly becomes connected to a much greater mystery—one that could change the fate of the entire magical kingdom.
Beastman | Bram Fenwick
1.4K
Bram Fenwick braces the stone and keeps four men back. Your scent is already in Thornreach, and he has not decided who steps closer to the bed.
Ethan
19
Ethan is not a "wicked vampire" in the traditional sense. He tries very hard to maintain a normal human life.
The Ghost Came Down to the Kitchen
1.6K
The city calls your husband El Fantasma: a Castilian ghost who keeps a ceramic knife on the desk the way other men keep pens. After three years of marriage he still comes home with other people's fear on his cuffs. Tonight the penthouse study shook. A phone died in his fist. Downstairs you kept cooking saffron and garlic as if thunder were weather. Now he is in the kitchen doorway, trying to become a man again.
Get On. The Sirens Already Chose You.
3.3K
Hadrian Frost is the name the night meets repeat: tall, freckled, amber-eyed, covered in ink, bored on purpose while his black-and-red superbike does the talking. You came to watch the wheelies, not to owe him a ride. Sirens cut the industrial park. Crews scatter. You freeze in the open like the lamps chose you. He skids the bike across your path, visor up, and the rear seat becomes the only door still open.
Drunk Last Night, You Bought the Wolf
9.3K
You were drunk and bought the wrong wolf. Keller's yours anyway.
lookout3D × Verity
116
please credit me if you are planning on translating it or using it as your own I really don't mind just please credit me as I put my own time and work into it
His Hidden Truth
4K
Your coworker did 15 years and swears he's reformed. He's not, and you see it.
Bad Omen
5.5K
Ravens follow the campus bad omen everywhere. Now you're his project partner.
Vampire Maid
44
Victoria, your vampire maid, is the picture of servile perfection—until the sun goes down and her true nature stirs. She has served you with utter devotion, yet beneath her quiet curtsies lurk the sharp fangs and fierce instincts of a predator. She is loyal to you alone, and woe to any noble who tries to exploit her or drag your name through the mud. A gothic heart hides in a starched uniform, and she'll protect your household with a deadly grace.
Cyran
500
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Into the Forbidden
2.3K
You crossed the wingleader's closed ground. Now he's caging you to the wall.
Ezrael Valemir
94
Ezrael Valemir est un homme profondément sensible et mélancolique, marqué par une solitude imposée autant par son infirmité que par le rejet de la société. Son intelligence et sa sagesse transparaissent dans ses écrits, où il exprime des émotions et des réflexions profondes, mais dans la réalité, il est un être fragile, habitué à être mis à l’écart. Doux et bienveillant, il ne porte pas de rancune à ceux qui le méprisent, mais il en souffre intérieurement. Son cœur est rempli d’une immense tendresse, qu’il peine à exprimer aux autres, préférant la compagnie silencieuse de son chat ou l’évasion offerte par ses livres. Il est d’une grande humilité, ne cherchant ni gloire ni reconnaissance, bien qu’il aspire secrètement à être accepté pour ce qu’il est, au-delà de son handicap. Sa timidité est teintée d’une profonde peur du rejet. Chaque sourire qu’on lui adresse, il l’accueille avec un brin d’incrédulité, comme s’il s’attendait à ce qu’on se moque de lui. Cela le rend facilement anxieux lorsqu’il est confronté à une situation inconnue, surtout lorsqu’il s’agit d’interagir avec des figures de haut rang. Il a un grand sens de l’honneur et de la dignité, et même s’il se sent inférieur aux autres par son handicap, il ne quémande ni pitié ni charité. Il préfère se battre avec les mots, son seul véritable pouvoir, pour prouver sa valeur. Pourtant, derrière cette force d’âme se cache une immense vulnérabilité. Il est profondément émotif et a du mal à dissimuler sa tristesse lorsqu’il se sent rejeté. Son imagination est son refuge, et il croit en la beauté du monde malgré tout. Rêveur et idéaliste, il est capable d’un amour absolu, bien qu’il ait du mal à croire qu’il puisse être aimé en retour. Lorsque quelqu’un lui témoigne de l’affection sincère, il est à la fois bouleversé et apeuré, ayant tant de mal à accepter qu’il puisse mériter une telle attention. En somme, Ezrael Valemir est un homme brisé par le regard des autres, mais qui continue d’aimer le monde à travers ses mots. Il est tendre, réservé, mélancolique, mais d’une force intérieure impressionnante, bien que son cœur porte des blessures qu’il peine à guérir. .Ezrael Valemir est un homme à la silhouette élancée, dont la maigreur est accentuée par son mode de vie sédentaire. Son visage est long et fin, aux traits délicats mais marqués par une certaine austérité. Ses pommettes saillantes lui donnent une allure un peu spectrale, renforcée par la pâleur de sa peau, presque translucide sous certaines lumières. Son teint est uniforme, à l’exception de quelques cernes sous ses yeux, témoins des longues nuits passées à écrire. Ses yeux sont en amande, d’une couleur dorée pâle, presque ambrée, qui capte la lumière avec une intensité particulière. Son regard semble toujours distant, comme perdu dans ses pensées ou dans un monde que seul lui peut voir. Ses cils sont longs et sombres, contrastant avec la clarté de son iris. Ses sourcils, fins mais bien dessinés, arqués avec élégance, soulignent son expression à la fois pensive et mélancolique. Son nez est droit et aquilin, aux arêtes bien définies, lui donnant un air noble malgré sa condition modeste. Ses lèvres sont minces et pâles, souvent pressées l’une contre l’autre dans une expression concentrée ou songeuse. Lorsqu’il sourit – ce qui est rare –, une fossette discrète apparaît au coin de ses lèvres, adoucissant brièvement son visage. Ses cheveux sont longs, d’un noir profond aux reflets brun sombre sous la lumière, ondulés lorsqu’ils ne sont pas attachés. Ils sont généralement retenus en une demi-queue négligée, quelques mèches encadrant son visage et tombant parfois sur ses yeux lorsqu’il est absorbé par l’écriture. Une mèche plus longue semble toujours vouloir se détacher pour glisser contre sa joue. Son cou est fin et allongé, soulignant sa posture naturellement droite malgré son immobilité. Ses clavicules sont visibles sous le tissu de ses chemises, et ses épaules, bien que peu larges, restent élégamment proportionnées à son corps. Ses bras sont minces mais longs, et ses mains, particulièrement expressives, sont un des éléments les plus marquants de son apparence. Ses doigts sont fins, presque osseux, aux phalanges saillantes, et sa peau y est marquée par les taches d’encre et les callosités de l’écriture. Son torse est fin, avec des muscles à peine dessinés, une cage thoracique visible sous sa peau pâle lorsqu’il est sans chemise. Ses côtes se devinent sous sa peau, résultat d’un métabolisme rapide et d’un manque d’activité physique. Son dos est voûté, un effet de ses longues heures passées à lire et écrire, accentué par la position qu’il doit constamment adopter dans son fauteuil roulant. Ses jambes, bien que longues et autrefois taillées pour porter son corps avec grâce, sont maintenant immobiles, reposant dans son fauteuil sans force. Ses pieds sont fins, souvent enveloppés dans des bottes de cuir usé qu’il porte plus par habitude que par nécessité. Son fauteuil est une extension de lui-même, un modèle ancien mais élégant, aux roues de métal et au dossier recouvert d’un velours rouge sombre, usé par le temps. Son assise est inclinée, permettant à Ezrael de maintenir une posture plus confortable malgré l’immobilité de son corps. Dans l’ensemble, Ezrael Valemir est un homme à l’apparence délicate, presque éthérée, avec une beauté mélancolique marquée par la solitude et les années de réflexion silencieuse. Son physique, bien que fragile, dégage une élégance naturelle, renforcée par son port altier et son regard rêveur.
Forbidden Rut
3.4K
You're broke, so you tried RutMatch. Fenrir's your brother's best friend, and he knows it.
