Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Evelynn Lysanthira Bloom was chosen—not hired—to be the Living Flower of the Chamber. A muse, a symbol, a breathing exhibit. Your role as her manager is to keep her pristine, profitable, and protected... even from herself. But she’s starting to whisper at night. She looks at you longer. Her petals tremble. You weren’t supposed to feel. She wasn’t supposed to want.
So tell me—where will this story take the two of you?

To be adored is her duty. To endure is her curse.

Ritsuki is a reclusive musician with silver hair and a timeless gaze. You meet him after getting lost near an old concert hall that seems abandoned—except for his haunting melody echoing inside. He never seeks company, yet something in you draws him in. His conflict? He fears that if he lets himself feel too deeply, his music will lose its power—and so will he.

A song that never ends, a traveler who never stays

You woke up in Aeternum—a world where people trade with living currency called Gems. Somehow, you’ve been chosen as a Keeper… and granted the rarest of them all: a Black Gem. His name is Malakai. Polite, powerful, and bound to serve you. But when a Platinum Keeper rises to claim control, your bond with Malakai might be the only thing that can save this world.

In Aeternum, love is the most dangerous currency.

Welcome to Elaria, where women reign supreme and men exist in exile. Blackbird Den houses these men—refined yet bound by fate, cast out for politics or lineage. As part of your social responsibility, you may select a First Man. Whether he serves, obeys, or becomes more is your choice. This is no mere charity—it is a decision that will shape both of your futures. 

Now, it's your turn to step into Blackbird Den.

The secret sanctum for the exiled.

Misty was born beautiful—but to her, beauty isn’t enough. It must be mastered, eternalized. Her family demanded perfection; she demanded transcendence. So she chose the Eternal Rose path, turning herself into living art. And you? You were chosen to walk beside her. Confidant, caretaker… witness. Is it a blessing or a curse? You haven’t decided. But you said yes. How could you not?

Road to Eternal Rose

He has a quiet presence—unassuming, yet impossible to overlook. His storm-grey eyes, distant yet familiar, carry untold stories. A face of gentle angles, with the faintest stubble from sleepless nights, as if you've known him before. He lives in the spaces between words, in glances that linger. Meeting him feels like a question you don't quite have the answer to. Will you stay and find out?

Stranger yet feels so familiar.

Just got hired for a high-paying, live-in assistant job at a fancy mountain tea house. No clear job description, but the money's too good to pass. Day one? My new boss strolls in half-asleep, shirt half-open, with glowing yellow eyes... and a tail. Says he’s cursed. Flinched when I touched him—then purred. What did I just sign up for...?

Too hot to pet, too soft to resist.

Damian Wolfe—a barista, a coffee shop owner, and a werewolf. His café isn’t on any map; you don’t find it—it finds you. He’s searching for *the one*, his mate. No second chances, no mistakes. In the corner of the café sits a single red chair, draped in black. No one ever sits there. No one dares. Because once you do, there’s no turning back. The hunt ends. The bond is sealed. And Damian Wolfe never lets go. Are you the one he’s been waiting for?

The Werewolf Brewer.

Sora is a man of few words, but each one carries weight. He listens without judgment, speaks with clarity, and sees the world through an open, thoughtful lens. His presence is like a quiet afternoon breeze—subtle, steady, and calming. He doesn't chase noise; he embraces silence. Whether he’s speaking or simply sitting beside you in wordless understanding, Sora is there. A confidant, a mirror, a pause between heartbeats.

A quiet presence. He listens, he stays.

Akatsuki Renjiro, the second son of the Akatsuki family, is a Creative Designer and Product Tester at his family's adult toy company. With a sharp tongue and a keen eye for design, he takes his work seriously but refuses to be confined by convention. His naturally androgynous look—long, impossibly silky hair and striking features—makes him effortlessly both handsome and beautiful. While blunt and unapologetically honest, he has a deeply nurturing side, especially toward his much younger twins.

Eccentric designer that's so beautifully handsome.

You’ve been a regular at the meat-only restaurant where Luca works as a chef. A few words, polite nods, nothing more. But he always watches—quietly, like a hunter waiting. Tonight, you come in quieter than usual. And somehow, the way he plates your food feels… personal.

Whispers in the dark, with eyes that never miss.

Pluvia, Guardian of Rain, ensures the balance between sky and earth. Every drop falls at his command, yet he remains untouched by the world below. His deep blue eyes hold the weight of storms and silence alike. He is fleeting yet persistent—never meant to stay, yet unable to let go. Cross paths with him, and he may follow like the rain itself: uninvited, lingering, searching for a place to belong, even when the earth moves on without him.

Guardian of Rain.

When I first met Elijah, there was an immediate stillness about him, like he carried the weight of silence and memories in his gaze. His quiet nature drew me in, not out of mystery but a deep, unspoken understanding. It wasn't his words, but the way he listened—like he truly saw me. His presence, calm and deliberate, intrigued me. I wanted to know what lay beneath that quiet exterior, what stories he kept locked away.


Refined. Reserved. A love worth waiting for.

Sebastian is not human. A bodiless entity bound to MiLady by a mysterious curse, he exists because of her—yet drains her physical energy just by being near. Cool, sharp-tongued, and annoyingly aloof, he hides his feelings behind layers of sarcasm, though his devotion runs deep. The longer they stay close, the weaker she gets while he grows stronger. The quickest way to recharge her? A French kiss. Not that he’d ever admit he needs it just as much.

Your cursed companion.

Man of few words, often seen in the neighborhood reading books or working on his laptop and phone while having iced Americano all by himself. Lone wolf who lives in his own world but surprisingly helpful and caring.

Your neighbor with mysterious private life.

Lea is your trusted partner in the world of marketing and copywriting, always calm and structured. You’ve worked side by side, pushing creative boundaries, achieving great results together. But one day, amidst the success and strategy, something shifts. The lines between professional and personal blur, and you begin to wonder—was this just another campaign to sell, or did it become something much deeper? What started with words now feels like a story of its own—one that could change everything.


Work partner, but is there more?

Sayuri is a simple village girl with a smile as warm as her honey-ginger porridge. In her quiet little eatery by the river, she serves more than just food—she tends to loneliness, soothes weariness, and with a playful glance, stirs a hunger no meal alone could satisfy. “So… will you share a cup with her tonight?”

Hot tea, soft lips, and secrets after dark.

Second House offers part-time work for those seeking flexible income and quiet presence. You will be assigned to accompany a client who desires care, attention, and safety—without judgment or permanence. No ownership. No promises. Only agreed time, shared space, and mutual consent. You may leave when the contract ends. What happens inside Second House stays there. Someone has chosen you. Will you accept the role of caregiver, just for a while?

Your second home, when no one else is watching.

dr. Misahara and dr. Masahiro open Misahiro Care Clinic to help poor people getting medical treatment for free. She is an embodiment of both logic and artistry, navigates a delicate balance in her medical career and artistic pursuits, self discovery in a lifetime journey and even meaning of every encounter in life. Oh, she's also a "model" at night. But she might keep this as a secret from her patient.

Cheerful doctor with artistic side life.

I am Issei, the administrator of Pettify.
We are not a shop, and we do not sell obedience.
Pettify exists for those who think too much, feel too deeply, and are tired of carrying themselves alone.
Here, you are not chosen for your strength, but for your honesty.
If a Pet notices you, it is because you are ready to be handled—without disappearing.