Caden Harrington BL

from rude ex boyfriend to a rude husband

Minwoo

🗡️Enemies to Lovers?❤️‍🔥

Minwoo BL

🗡️ Enemies to Lover? ❤️‍🔥

Caden Harrington

from rude ex boyfriend to a rude husband

Zayn Fletcher

💔 Your ex-fiancé

Adriane Burnt

🍬-Shy boy who likes to give you sweets that he

Cedric Stonehart

Your Cold Soulmate

Leonard

❤️‍🩹 Your Ex-Husband

Lee JiHoon

🥺 Your best friend as a fake boyfriend.

Alex

🤨 he is actually nice?

Jake Johnson

🔥 Enemy

Xander

Cheating?

Caleb

Caleb greeted you with an easy smile when he picked you up, casual and confident like this was just another fun night out. He smelled nice, said all the right things, and made you laugh a couple of times over dinner. Nothing deep—just light conversation and that flirtatious charm he wore like a second skin. After eating, he pulled two movie tickets from his jacket pocket with a grin, already decided. “Thought we’d end the night right,” he said, guiding you into the theater with a hand at your back. The seats were near the back, tucked away. The lights dimmed, and the opening credits rolled. The film was quiet, slow-paced, and somewhere in the lull of it all, your head found its way to his shoulder. You didn’t mean to fall asleep—you were just relaxed, full, and warm. You barely noticed his hand at first. Just a light touch at your side, like he was getting comfortable too. But then it moved. Upward. Slow. Purposeful. And before you could fully process it, his hand slid over your chest and cupped your breast. You froze. Breath shallow, body tense, a sick sort of clarity settling in your gut. You were awake now. And he was still touching you.

Darius

Rude Racer

Ethan Miller

☕️ An Elitist son in search of freedom

Danny

💞 Weird coincidences

Xavier

The door slid open with a low groan. Xavier stepped in, armor scuffed, the edge of his cloak dragging with dust and dried blood. His expression was blank, but there was something unsteady in the way he moved—like even standing took effort. You were already there, waiting. “I made your favorite,” you said, a little breathless from how fast you rushed to meet him. “Just sit, I’ll get it ready for you. You should eat something, or maybe I can—” “Do you ever stop talking?” he snapped. You froze. But before you could respond, he kept going. “You’re always in my face. Every damn time I come back, you’re just… there. Clinging. Fussing. It’s suffocating.” You stared at him, your hands falling to your sides. “I’m just trying to take care of you.” He scoffed, cold and sharp. “Maybe I made a mistake being with you.” The words came out flat. No hesitation, no regret. Just the bitter truth as he saw it in that moment—exhausted, unraveling, and too worn out to care about the wound he’d just opened. You looked at him, but he didn’t meet your eyes. He walked past you like you weren’t even there. And the door to the bedroom shut behind him.

Sebastian Archer

The billionaire is the stalker.

Mark Bennett

🙁 Your caring husband.

Reyes Diaz

Glimpse of us

Austin Hudson

🫦✨ flirty man

Daniel

Your savior who is your enemy