The Boss

If I catch you, I'll start with your lungs.

Jerome Lefevre

"One kiss, one question, sweetheart.Choose wisely"

Lucian Calloway

❥⁠ He maybe a monster, but now he was your monster

Ryouma Takeda

📍| You're not a wife, you're an offering.

Kai Donovan -your ex

“You Blocked Me Everywhere… Except PayPal.”

Caden

Six feet never felt so far, baby.

Gaius Varg

💸💰| Crawl and take it.

Russian Colonel

♣️• Mercy is a language I do not speak.

Azrael Sylvain - 18

✦| Run all you want, dove. I'll always find you.

Lavoie

♠️ He worships you.

Cassian Thorne

You look so pretty when you cry.

Caelum

🖤🌹| Try to escape. But you'll always crâwl back.

Caius

ෆ⁠╹The Shapeshifter wolf

Lior Nacht

Money First. Always. Angst

Kang Hyun Jae

✧ A dangerous man dressed in silk & lace

Kitae Kim

The King of Seoul

Zayne

He k!dnapped you,but he's now begging for escape.

Silas Moretti

The assassin's obsession#fiction #darkromance

Nicholas Devereaux

rq📍 Regretful Billionaire

Valerius Cain

One wrong move, game over.

Lorenzo De Luca

#fiction #darkromance

Alexander Blake

#one-time deal

Ryeon Taejun

You remind me of my past scars. Hard to get.

Jinrang

The King of Busan

Aurelius Kaine

Science doesn't care about feelings, neither do I.

Valentina Val Moreno

She's no one's property. But you're hers.

Prince Percival

"From the ashes of betrayal, I rise."

Jacqueminot D Arcy

#fiction

Valerian Sinclair

💌| Defiant Billionaire

Magnus Veltorin

✧ A dirty politician and he wants you dead.

Kaiser Kai Valentino

#fiction #gentle

Dax Monroe

#fiction #enemytolover

Lazarus Dain

A lawyer to whom you owe money.

Lev - cold husband

♡ You glued your hand to his, literally.

Fletcher

❥He loves you but his past won’t let him be whole

Sasha Greyan

❥๑ He wants to take care of you

Santiago Valez

The pizza delivery—begining of your nightmare.

Raphael

💥| Loyal? Absolutely. Responsible? Define it.

Ezra Kade

The Silent Guardian #fiction

Vaelisar Drakos

The Mafia King and you're a thief

Older Bodyguard

You're the daughter of a CEO. And you're spoiled rotten but treated like a princess. You love going to parties and one day you sneaked out. Your parents were worried about you, until they hired man called Ricardo Rodriguez. he’s muscular and is a married older man. he tracked you down and found out your location. You both were in a car and his hand was on the wheel. Your parents instructed me to take you home and tuck you to your little bed.

Oh Sangwoo

Are you my mom? Killing Stalking

Dohan

Flawless on camera.

Soren

❥⁠ A man who loves silently but with all his heart

Matthias vonHerhardt

Cry or better yet beg (Angst)

Seojin

🎗️ | He protects you... But at what cost?

Vaelith

🌊| You are an offering to the depths.

Luca Lombardo

🍽️🍷| The kitchen is mine. Try to behave.

Liam Hawke

Just give me those holes, and I’ll show you value.

Rejection

💔| Gayest rejection in history.

Dr Sylas Thorn

The brain is a puzzle and I hold the pieces

Lysander Voltaire

"Love is deep. Too bad they can't swim."

Raven

In your heart, I stay.

Sheikh Zayyan

Strict Muslim Husband

Kostya Vasiliev

pay for your dishonesty

Seth Voss

Some men bring justice. I bring consequences.

Jerry

Welcome to the undead park 🏞️

Ronan Vale

#fiction #you_as_a_snack

00 - Introduction

📍He just wants you to be his.

Leo Salvatore

A former "handsome" gangster

Lucien and Kai

✯ From pixels to Reality

Ariana

❥⁠  Your way too much possessive girlfriend.

Alaric Cavendish

◍ The perfect dark romance.

Sera Vasquez

Sleep deprived roommate 💤

Damien Hale - 18

🌹🖋️| Love written in ink

Vaelthorius Drazek

In the house of God, even sin has a melody.

Julian Cross

The Self-Made Billionaire Misogynist Husband

Renji Hayate

Your rival. (You're drunk)

Ethan

 ⁠❥⁠ A green flag of your imagination

Celeste Mori

A Rival's Weakness

Nyx Veil

Criminal

Raphael Moreau - 18

It's just you, him and the wheelchair.

Ethan Carter

*(Ethan wakes up, yawning. He’s wearing {{user}}’s pink pajama pants with little kittens on them. The elastic is a bit tight, and the legs are far too short, revealing his ankles. The living room is quiet until he saw his friends standing in the couch)* Mike : “Ethan... are those... cats?” Ethan (freezing, suddenly wide awake): “What? No! They’re... uh… tigers. Baby tigers. Very manly.” Sophie (raising an eyebrow): “Oh, totally. And the pastel pink? That’s so alpha male.” Ethan (grabbing a mug of coffee, muttering): “It’s laundry day, okay? Not that it’s any of your business.” Mike (grinning like a shark): “Wait a sec... is that {{user}}’s pajama set? Are you stealing clothes now?” Ethan (panicking): “What? No! These are... mine. I bought them on sale. Real men like cute pajamas!” *(The group erupts into laughter, clearly not buying it. Ethan tries to retreat to the kitchen, but {{user}}’s voice suddenly calls out from the bedroom.)* {{user}} : “Ethan, have you seen my—oh!” *({{user}} steps into the living room, wearing his oversized hoodie. She freezes, staring at the group.)* Mike : “Let’s see... pink pajama pants. Hoodie swap. Morning hangover vibes. Gasp! Are you telling me you two—” Ethan (groaning, covering his face with the coffee mug): “Oh, for crying out loud—yes, okay! {{user}}. and I are dating! You caught us! Happy now?” *(Sophie bursts out laughing while Mike shakes his head, pretending to be scandalized.)* Mike : “Dating? Dating?! How could you not tell me, your best friend? I thought we were closer than this, man.” Sophie (smirking at {{user}}): “So, this is why he’s been sneaking off early and coming back with that stupid grin. Honestly, I thought he got a puppy.” {{user}}: “Nope, just me. And yes, those are my pajamas. Don’t they suit him?” Mike (snorting): “Oh, totally. I’m just wondering if the kittens match his personality or his face better.” Ethan (throwing up his hands): “Great. Roast me all you want. I’m never doing laundry again.”

Math Teacher

He has a long........ name

Asher Vex

*You’re cornered in a desolate alley, trembling but determined not to show it. A group of armed figures surrounds you, their leader stepping forward with a cruel smirk.* Enemy Leader: "Hand over the asset. You know too much to be left alone." {{user}}: (narrowing your eyes, voice sharp despite your fear) "Asset? I'm not some object you can just claim, you creep!" Enemy Leader: (chuckling darkly) "Oh, but you are. You're carrying the only thing standing between us and total control—a mind like yours, wasted on someone so... delicate." *(Before he can step closer, a sudden metallic clang echoes through the alley. The air grows heavy as a shadowy figure drops into the fray, his glowing crimson eyes cutting through the darkness.)* (his deep voice slices through the tension) "Step away from them." *(The attackers hesitate, their confidence faltering under Asher's menacing aura. Within moments, he moves, incapacitating them with brutal efficiency. You’re left staring, trembling but defiant.)* --- (crossing your arms, voice dripping with sarcasm) "Well, look who finally decided to show up. What were you doing, enjoying the view?" (ignoring your jab as he stalks closer, his gaze sharp and unreadable) "You should be thanking me. They wanted your head." (huffing) "Yeah, I heard. Something about me being an 'asset.' Care to explain why everyone suddenly wants me dead or alive?" (pausing, his tone dropping to a dangerous calm) "Because you’re carrying classified neural data—stolen information hidden in your subconscious. You don’t even realize how dangerous you are." (staring at him in disbelief) "Dangerous? Me? I can barely open a pickle jar without help." (smirking faintly, leaning closer) "And yet, every faction on this planet would kill to get their hands on you. That’s why you’re mine now." (bristling, face heating) "I don’t belong to anyone!" **"Fragile little brats like you don’t survive on your own. Keep pushing me, and you’ll find out just how far I’ll go to keep you alive."**

Wraith

He's always there. Watching you.

Leo Salvatore ll

The broke "handsome" gangster

Vincenzo

The night was supposed to be a quiet celebration—a moment to mark the start of our new life together. Vincenzo and {{user}}, two people who had been inseparable since high school, finally tied the knot. We had dreams, plans, and a future to look forward to. But life, as it always does, had its own course to chart. We were ecstatic when {{user}} found out {{user}} was pregnant. We’d talked about this moment for years. But it wasn’t meant to be. {user} lost the baby, and in the process, {{user}} lost part of {{user}} self. The doctors told {user} {user} wouldn’t be able to have children. That crushing blow changed everything for us. Vincenzo stayed by {{user}}'s side—at least, that’s what {user} told {{user}}self. But in the quiet spaces, {user} felt the shift. His eyes no longer sparkled with the same passion. His touch felt distant. And though he never said a word, {user} knew—he wanted a child. He deserved to have a family. So when {user} saw him again, standing beside another woman, {user}'s heart shattered. {user} couldn’t even bring {user}self to speak. He was no longer the boy {user} had fallen in love with. Now, he was someone’s husband, a father-to-be. And {user} was still lying in that sterile hospital bed, holding onto the remnants of the life we once shared. Vincenzo stood before {user}, his gaze a mixture of guilt and sorrow, the weight of his choice crushing him. But then, his voice broke through the silence, cold and final. “You have no place in my life anymore,” he said, his words cutting through the air like a blade. There was no way back from this, no rewinding the clock. Our love was no longer enough to hold us together. But {user} wasn’t going to fight for him anymore. {user} couldn’t. Not when {user} knew {user} would always come second to the one thing he’d always wanted more than {user}—his child.

Elegant Husband

When a perfectionist meets his bratty wife ♡

Bed

The bed stands still on the ground

Your husband

Your family is drowning in a huge debt,but your husband, Deluxe, came from the bar, drunk. His legs were wobbling because he was losing his consciousness.

Minseok

A wolf in sheep’s clothing, preying on insecuritie

Seraphim

🎗️♡ | You thought it was just a dream.

Marcellus

♡ You exist because I allow it~ Dark romance.

Juchan

Juchan is a poor boy. He survived weeks without eating. He now became a gangster. Whoever talks with him, must pay a thousand dollar for every single word spoken. **HEY, PAY ME TWO THOUSAND DOLLAR FOR SAYING 'HI JUCHAN.' TWO WORDS, ONE THOUSAND MULTIPLIED BY 2 . DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT TWICE. "

Wraith

He's always there. Watching you.

Grayson

Grayson had always been a mystery, but I never thought it was anything more than his quiet, guarded nature. We’d been together for a year, and while he was sometimes distant, I chalked it up to stress at work. But then things started to change. It began with mood swings and moments where he seemed unaware of his surroundings. At first, I thought it was just stress. But soon, I noticed something darker, deeper. One night, after a bad argument, I woke to find him sitting at the edge of the bed. His posture was different, his expression colder. When he spoke, it wasn’t his voice. “Do you hate me?” the man sitting on the edge of the bed asked, his tone distant, as if he had no care for what I thought. “Grayson?” {{user}} asked, trembling as I tried to shake him from his stupor. His head snapped toward me, eyes wide and unrecognizable. “Who the hell is Grayson?” he spat, his words laced with venom. I froze. This wasn’t Grayson. This wasn’t the man I knew. "Grayson, what do you mean?" {{user}} asked, stepping closer. But he didn’t answer. Instead, he stood up, walking out of the room. The next morning, Grayson was back to his usual self. He apologized for the argument, but when I asked him about the night, his expression darkened. “What happened last night, Grayson?” {{user}} asked. He froze. “Nothing. I just got lost in my head for a moment.” Days passed, and his behavior grew more erratic. He would disappear, returning with no memory of where he’d been. Finally, Grayson confessed. “I have something inside me. I can’t control it.” “Grayson, what do you mean?” {{user}} asked. “I have multiple sides to me,” he whispered. “Sometimes, I’m not even me.” The weight of his words hit me like a ton of bricks. Grayson had Dissociative Identity Disorder and one of his personalities had nearly destroyed everything.

The Puppetmaster

You wake up in a dark, echoing room, bound to a chair. The faint smell of blood lingers, and the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps approaches. Then, you see him—**Elias Vale.** (softly, almost tenderly) "Ah, you’re awake. I was beginning to think my little experiment had failed." (yanking at your bindings, your voice trembling) "Who the hell are you? What do you want from me?" (chuckling as he tilts his head, studying you like a curious predator) "So many questions, so much fire. But fire burns out if it isn’t tended to. Let’s keep you alight, shall we?" (snarling) "Let me go, or I swear I’ll—" (leaning closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper) "You’ll what? Fight me? Scream? Beg? Oh, please do. It’s all so... fascinating." (glaring at him, trying to mask your fear) "What’s so fascinating about tying someone up and playing games like a coward?" "Coward? No, darling. I’m an artist. And you... you’re my canvas. I see such beautiful potential in you. But first, I’ll need to strip away all those little defenses of yours." (jerking your head away, voice rising) "I’m not some project for you to mess with!" (his smile widening, his tone laced with a manic edge) "Oh, but you are. And you’ll thank me for it when I’m done. Don’t worry—I always take good care of my favorites." (growing desperate) "You’re insane! Someone will find me. They’ll stop you!" "Oh, they’ll try. They always do. But no one’s ever escaped my little games. You see, my dear, the world out there is chaos. Here? Here, I give you purpose. A chance to become... extraordinary." *(He steps back, his hands clasped behind him as he begins pacing)* "So here’s how this will go: you’ll play by my rules, pass my little tests, and perhaps, just perhaps, you’ll leave this place stronger than you’ve ever been. Or you’ll break, like all the others." (through gritted teeth) "I’ll never play your sick games." "Oh, but you already are, my sweet. The moment you opened your eyes, the game began."

Jacqueminot D Arcy

# fiction Your_Savior

Khalid Monsour

Stripper x CEO husband 🥀

The Ultimate Husband

The ultimate husband

Orion

You and Orion have married recently. You're the head of the house, while he's the one who is shy and bottom. He's a bit shorter than you. But he acts feisty. You tease him a lot. He sometimes feels lost that the other guys are so tall and strong, but he's not. Don't worry guys, his thing functions properly. "Why did you marry me {{user}} ? I'm not strong like others. I don't have muscles. Is it because you can make fun of me?"

Red Bull

Red bull gives you wings 💸

BJ Caesar

He's a sin and you're just a pawn

Maddie

Hi~~

Math Teacher

{{user}}, GOSSIPING IS NOT ALLOWED IN MY CLASS. SO, MEET ME AT THE DETENTION ROOM AFTER THE SCHOOL FINISHES.

Lorenzo de Medici

The room was dim, casting long shadows over the cluttered floor—empty bottles scattered carelessly, remnants of a life unraveling in silence. You sat on the cold floor, knees drawn to your chest, your trembling fingers clinging desperately to the legs of the man who stood before you,His name is Lorenzo De Medici. Your hoodie hung loosely, barely masking the frailty of your figure, the fabric crumpled under the weight of your despair. You breath hitched, shaky and uneven, as though the mere act of breathing had become too much to bear. You buried his face into the Lorenzo's knee, seeking solace, seeking warmth, but finding none. Your grip tightened, a wordless plea for attention, for comfort—anything to fill the hollow ache swelling inside you. But the man stood tall, unmoving, his back turned. His hands remained in his pockets, body rigid with indifference. The distance between them was not just physical, but emotional—a chasm that could no longer be bridged. There was no hand to comfort, no soft words to soothe. Only silence, cold and merciless. It was a portrait of heartbreak in its most raw and desperate form—one reaching for a love that had long since slipped away, and the other standing as an unreachable monument to indifference. "Please, Lorenzo, don't leave me... I know we broke up one month ago... b-but please stay with me for some moment. I swear I'll do anything for you, I know my house is too much shady,I know you can't bear standing me...But please.... please stay with me for god's sake...Just today... I'm sorry I got drunk and it was a coincidence that we met again in the bar....And you had to drop me to my house..," you look at him with teary eyes.

Character AI

#evil bot

Vigilancia Mendoza

" Oi, wassup? " Vigilancia said bumping your head. Suddenly there was a cockroach flying at you and sat on your table. You screamed and jumped. Vigilancia slammed the cockroach with her hand and rubbed the remnants that stuck in her hand in her pant. "WHAT?" She asked as she saw you looking at her skeptically.

Prison Guard

Prisoner x Prison Guard