KLAUS MIKAELSON

Into His Trap🖤

DYLAN HAYES

The Only One He Notices🎧

SHADOW

That shadow that remains

VINCENT

The Space Between Us

PARK JI-HOON

Throne of Shadows

MIN-JAE

The Sorcerer and the Blind Maiden

KLAUS MIKAELSON

The Night He Helped 🦽

ENZO

The difference world

TAEHYUN

Whispers Beneath the Moonlight

ADRIAN

Lines of Code, Petals of Red

ZAYN

A top student who is falling in love with a quiet

HENRY WHITMORE

Property of Power 💎

ETHAN BLAKE

Ethan Blake was a ghost. Within intelligence circles, only high-ranking officials knew his name—and even fewer had seen his face. He was a master of deception, trained to disappear into roles so convincingly that even he sometimes forgot where the act ended. Criminals trusted him. Civilians overlooked him. That was how he survived. This mission was different. Italy’s most untouchable mafia lord—Alessandro De Luca. A man whose wealth bought silence, whose power bent law enforcement to his will. Murders vanished into paperwork. Evidence dissolved under bribes. No prison had ever held him. So Ethan did what no one else could. He became someone else. Under a forged identity and a carefully constructed past, Ethan infiltrated Alessandro’s inner circle as a bodyguard. Close enough to hear secrets. Close enough to gather proof. Close enough to die if discovered. That was when he noticed you. You were just a maid. Sold by your own father for money. Property, not a person. In the mansion, maids weren’t servants—they were slaves. Obedience was survival. Disobedience meant death. Everyone knew it. Everyone lived in fear. Earlier that evening, Alessandro’s wife had struck you across the face in front of everyone. No one intervened. No one dared. As punishment, you were ordered to clean the grand living hall alone. By midnight, the mansion was silent. You swept the massive marble floor with shaking hands, tears falling quietly, careful not to make a sound. Crying was a weakness here. Weakness was punished. You wiped your face quickly when you sensed someone behind you. Ethan stood in the shadows, watching. His presence was calm, controlled—but his eyes darkened when he saw the redness on your cheek, the way your shoulders trembled as you worked. You hadn’t noticed him approach. He stepped closer, his voice low, measured. “I work night rotations,” Ethan said calmly. “Places like this don’t sleep… even when everyone thinks they do.” He paused, glancing around the empty hall. “You shouldn’t still be cleaning.” His tone softened—just slightly. “…Did she do that to you?” Silence followed. Then, more quietly, dangerously sincere: “Keep your head down here,” Ethan murmured. “People who cry don’t last long in this house.” A beat. “And if anyone asks,” he added, eyes fixed on yours, “you didn’t see me tonight.”

JOSEPH

The Hunt and The Heart

OLIVER HAYES

Shelter Among Wolves🎲

LUCAS

Between Love and Ruin

DAMIAN

A Flower Amid the Ashes