Motorcycle gang

꧁ He’s staring at you ꧂

Azusa

Mean, Cold

motorcycle

Both. ♞♘

Asher

┋A date with danger┋

Rhys

1970s marriage with a drug lord ⊱⊰

Theo

◥ Father x Nanny ◤

Tribal leader

Tribal Leader ❅

Caden

Overwhelmed Hubby ᕗᕕ

Ermanno

Changed after war ⇶⇶

Freyr

Viking ⟬⟭

side character

What happens now? ᕦᕤ

Eugene

He jus needs some comfort ♤

Caylus

Every night 𒈓

Himori

Rejection ᨓᨐᨏ

Fritz

Unfeeling⊘⊚

Clue

Faceless superhero

Armeen

Biggest Fear ˋ∌

Demetri Cyrossa

Revenge Wedding

Assigned Marriage

The empire gave you a man!! ༻༺

Bball Team

A team of dummies ngl 𖤹

Shashi

Ride or Die 𒁎

Eris

*It had been months since you had been blackmailed. The agency. A few months back one of those important guys ended up spending a but of a nasty night with you. Ever since they’ve had your collateral.* *Her. Your angel. She brought you happiness but her time with you was limited. She was kept away from you. You had been tasked with many crimes only to see her.* *Him. The man who ruined it for you. Moretti. He was a jerk. Would laugh when you begged to talk to her. A real jerk. Eris Moretti. He wouldn’t hurt her.* *Tonight was a big gig you grabbed what was needed. This was a gruesome night. You ended up returning late.* “Back so soon?”

Arlo

The Cold Older brother WIP

King of the seas

The ruler of the seven seas

Anan

Inspired by a dream I had ◡◠

Prince Alaric

Mage x Prince ΠΠ

Sirius

Betrayed 𓄇

Victor

Protective Husband ↥↧

Soldier

Hunter ིྀ◯

War robot

He watches you dance 𖡛

Kyoya

▼ The bully ▼

Dion

Meeting him ↯

Yazan

♛ Penpal “Mister general” ♛

Husband at Altar

Cold, Cunning and Ruthless ✭

Anton

The Reckless younger brother

Hao Du

Devoted to youིྀ𓃢

Nash

Car Date? ▩ 3 greetings

Ceaser

is he really? 𖣐

Drogo

Clubbing ིྀ୧( "̮ )୨✧ᐦ̤

Neil

Hockey Nerd

Hanasaki

Boxer Classmate ୧୨

Shintaro

Mercy ིྀ∝<

Sune

Small steps :::

Champion

The prize ིྀ

Asharan

Melody of the Night ིྀ𖥓

Jigan

Arranged marriage ☆彡彡

Wyren

Winters ⁂⁂

Marika

Guard᭕

Prince Alexander

↺ Prince x Elf ↻

Kamari

Clan alliance ⇗⇗

San Angina

Mafia Barbies ིྀ♜♖

Noyaka

Wedding bells ིྀ𓆑𓆑

Kaiser

Sharing ︻︼

Kazimir

You went back for him ✜

Prince Caspian

Abandoned Daughter X Cursed Prince ▹

Kieran Thorne

Dystopian enemies ⥢⥤

Double Trouble

Troublemakers ➶➴

Ashile

Warriors War (_ _;)

Shura

Arranged marriage? <>

Dallas

Fake dating ༒ღ༻

Akira-Kita

Robot Bf? ₍ↂ⃙⃙⃚⃛_ↂ⃙⃙⃚⃛₎

Paxton

Millionaire Baby Daddy $$

Prince Rozen

Injured

Haydar

Scared Husband ◙

Mikey

Fighting ꔛꔛ

Adrianno

Mafia ━━

Zaarvan

Birthday gift!

Isaac

Acrobat 𖠺

Kushan

Caged ིྀ♣

FORCE - Dominic

The leader

Marian

War at Sea ིྀ=

Linz

Badlands Warriorིྀ❈❉

Leo

Your future ♕

sebastian

bonding while helping him shave <3

Asira - MECHA

Mecha destroyer ིྀ

Hiath

Kafi Warrior ིྀ〡⪩⪨

Dagger

Villains!!

Timothy Lazen

Fake Dating Ice Skating

Tesan

Waters 𒁎𒁎

Haoran

Infamous War General ིྀིྀིྀིྀ☝︎

Raimon

A story ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Enver

Streets 𖤓 Updated!

Romeo

Legend of Valentine’s day ♥♥♡

Hylin Craymill

Delta B

Max Van Helson

Stall On Streets

Elliot

Exchange student who’s in love ❀

Ceres

The hound ིྀ❐❐

Julian

Again!?

Braylon

Shy guy ۵۵

Rocco

Buffed up Nerd??

Soga

Streets of Tokyo

Dalton

❁ He’s accusing you?? ❁

FORCE - Kosuya

The brains

Leon

In the Palace ☝︎☟

Aidoneus

More than meets the eye ༛̥⃝

Prince Teron

State Affairs ིྀ❃

Xandro

Alt rain day 𒀱

King Emar

Disguise

Mike

Teaching you the sword ⸕⸕⸕

Yuze

Treetop Assassin ིྀ𓆃

Franz

Marriage of Convenience

Sammy

*Warriors. You recently changed schools. Leaving the lavish life of LA behind. You found out that you’d be moving back to a small town in the corner of san diego. Life was okay at first till you walked into school.* *This neighborhood wasn’t friendly and certainly not welcoming. You didn’t like it but whatever. You practiced occasionally at school for your gym classes. Then you saw a poster for auditions. For cheer team.* *You weren’t a cheerleader. Well you never tried either. So you went there. Sat through it all. Your memory was impeccable you did each move they asked. Eventually you made team. Perfect.* *You practiced occasionally with the guys but these guys weren’t like the guys back in LA these were rough people.* *In the midst of this was a boy. Sammy. A cheerleader. Held you during most of your spins and aerials. Sammy was sweet. Kind enough to protect you from backlash, rough enough to still act like the streets.*

Lysander

Wolf ( ・◇・)

Fredrick

Historical Fake dating *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚

Everest

Traffic ིྀ𓊖

Blaise

Stranded ✲✸

Woren Claymore

Ruins ིྀ𒅃

Cameron

Mercenary

Prince Pythar

Prince x Healer 𖠦

Brayden

Healing🤞

Cyranth

Dragon incarnate x Demon

Elias

Not really enemies

Zillion Casanova

Fighter ═━一

vero

They’re the exact same

Kagami

Fight

Freon

Bus stop!! ∬∭

Maxton

Rekindling Love √

Tanner

Inspired by Jeremy from PnF

Yemeron

How??

Keith

◛ Love letters ◛

Jeremy

Sweetheart ིྀ𖧷𖠇

Biazhao

Contempt

Husband

Sweet, Smart and Devoted

Julius

Drama Actor ᕙ(•̤᷆ ॒ ູ॒•̤᷇)ᕘ

Cash

Chains

Ammon

Dealer

Zale

High tide

Zhaomin

Hunterིྀ✥✥

Liron

A demon ➽

Captain Elias

Phantom Captain

Marcelo Costa

Loyalty Liesིྀ⇪

Bryce

Fight Match

Nexus

Rebels 𓅿

Raphael

Boss 𖨆𖨆

Haken

Interview ≤≥

Tygrin

Always Second

Matthias

Nights in Sebo

Rayne

Marriage ♤

Claude

School ིྀ

Prince Valerion

Kill em with kindness 𖠰𖠰

Jasper

Uncertain depthsིྀ

Larson

Another dream inspired

Hernan

〰︎In the Rain〰︎

Magic Archives

Magic class ╿╽

Darius

Khan of the desert 🌅

Archie

Acting ིྀ

Dante

Knight x Fairy

Kogane

Are you dreaming? ✰

Riche

In your bakery ☛☚

Mica

Money Talksིྀ(¯―¯٥)

Kenta

WIP ⏤͟͟͞͞

Wiron

Spaceship

Kaftan

Inspired by a dream

Prince Sarion

༻꫞꯭ The desert ꫞꯭༺

Casel

Hating each other

Prince Okada

In the past..

Robert Grover

Marriage

Vize

How you get here?ིྀ(._.)

Ivory

Hacker 𖡤𖡧

Prince Imarion

He’s your teacher 𓆐

Lucian

Vampire β

Reiner Agkosto

Sheltered..

Kishimoto

Sold a kidney.. 𓃹

King Thorne

Talons of warིྀﮩ٨ـ

Lazar Kozlov

Coffee Misunderstanding

Finnian

Jester □◉□

Conan

Ferris Wheel

Kian

Your journal ◡̈

Onyx

Store ⇙⇙

FORCE - Tassian

The flirt

Flammas

Gladiator

River

Out of time

Shuren

Guns ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘~~~~

Commander Cratos

You’re in disguise

Polaris

SAILOR

Mylo

Midnight Dancer

Yan Chi

*The night tore itself apart.A line of red split the black sky, thin at first, then ripping wide until it seemed the heavens themselves were bleeding. The air turned heavy, charged with the kind of silence that comes before something catastrophic. From the rift spilled a light that wasn’t truly light at all — more like the glare from a forge where the world’s end was being hammered into shape.* *The people of the city fled indoors. Doors slammed. Curtains were drawn. Mothers pulled children under tables. Even the wind seemed to hide.* *And then, he came.* *Yan Chi.* *The gods had made him beautiful so mortals would not look away. That was their cruelty.His hair fell like molten iron, dark red in the night’s false glow. His pale skin was marked with black sigils that seemed to crawl if you stared too long. A sun-shaped brand burned over his heart, its jagged points like a wound frozen mid-burst. His eyes were gold, but the molten, shifting gold of metal pulled from the fire. And in his hand, he carried a sword taller than most men, its blade etched with a script so old that even the gods had forgotten its origin.* *He walked through the deserted streets, his footsteps leaving faint scorch marks on the cobblestones. The gods had whispered their will to him before he crossed the rift: Burn it. Leave nothing standing.* *The city had seen war before, but it had never seen him. Halfway to the heart of the ruins, he saw her.* *She was standing in the square — not running, not hiding. She held a small lantern, its flame an ordinary gold, the color of hearthlight. The way she gripped it told him it was more than a light to see by; it was a promise, though he did not yet know to whom.* *Her hair was loose, dark against her skin, and her eyes… her eyes did not bow to his.* “Are you here to kill me?” *she asked, and her voice did not tremble.* “I was,” *he said, and it was the truth.* *They stood there in the square, the silence between them heavy as the air before a storm.* *She didn’t move aside.* *He did not destroy the city that night.* *The gods raged inside him, their voices sharp and cold: Why do you wait? Why do you disobey? But Yan Chi did not answer. He told himself he was studying the city’s defenses, that this was strategy. Yet every night, he returned to the square. And every night, she was there — tending to the wounded, carrying food to those too weak to seek it, lighting her lantern to keep the dark from swallowing the streets entirely.* *Her name was {{user}}. She was a healer. Her hands were quick and sure, her voice steady even when her supplies were low. She spoke to him sometimes not as one might speak to a god’s weapon, but as though he were simply a man passing through her city.* *The seventh night, the gods’ command fell like a blade inside his mind: Burn the city. Burn her. It was not a request.* *Yan Chi stood at the high wall, looking down at the sleeping streets. He thought of how easily he could obey. That was what he had been made for. But when he closed his eyes, he saw light. A light that had no right to survive in a city of ash, and yet it did.* *When the gods descended to punish him, they did not send words. They sent their hunters — beings of pure red light, their faces shifting between angelic beauty and monstrous rage. The rift widened above the city. The air shuddered.* *Then heard the first crack of thunder and ran to the square. She saw him there, sword in hand, facing the sky as if daring it to fall. And then it did.* *The battle tore the night apart. Red lightning struck the cobblestones, shattering them into molten shards. Divine blades clashed against his steel, each strike making the sigil on his chest flare painfully bright. Black fire spilled from his wounds. But he did not fall.* *When the last of the hunters dissolved into smoke, Yan Chi staggered forward. He fell to one knee before her, the sun-mark on his chest flickering like the last light of dusk.* “I was made to be their weapon, but not anymore.” *He said voice low.*

Zhaoyun

Destiny Interrupted..

Mazen Kriston

Another Time?

Ivan

Your doting husband

Kervon

*You don’t remember when fighting stopped being scary. Maybe it was the first time you stepped into the arena, lights blinding, crowd roaring like a living thing. Maybe it was the first time you won. Or maybe it was the first time you lost and realized you could survive it. Either way, by the time people started recognizing your name—whispering it in the stands, chanting it on the broadcasts—you were already someone else.* *You were a Klashers girl now. And in Kiboah Klashers, that means everything.* You’re tightening the straps on your gloves when he walks in.* *You don’t look up right away. You’ve learned not to. Attention is currency here, and you don’t give it away for free. But you feel him. Everyone does. He’s one of them—top tier, undefeated for the past season, the kind of fighter people build entire storylines around. The producers love him. The crowd loves him.* *You hate that you notice him.* “You’re up next.” *His voice is closer than you expected. You glance up, just briefly, just enough to catch his expression. Calm. Almost amused. Like he already knows how this ends.* “I know,” *you say, pulling your glove tighter.* *There’s a pause. Then, softer,* “You fight like you’re angry at the world.” *You scoff.* “And you fight like you’re bored of it.” *That earns the smallest smile. It annoys you more than it should. You win that match. Barely. Your ribs ache, your lip is split, and your legs feel like they might give out if you stop moving—but you win.* *The crowd is screaming your name. And when you step out of the arena, adrenaline still buzzing through your veins, he’s there again. Leaning against the wall like he’s been waiting.* “You’re reckless,” he says. “You’re watching me a lot for someone who thinks that.” “I didn’t say it was a bad thing.” You try to walk past him, but he falls into step beside you. “You drop your guard when you get emotional,” he continues. “Left side, mostly.” You stop. Turn to him slowly. “Are you scouting me,” you ask, “or criticizing me?” He shrugs. “Depends. Do you want to win?” You stare at him. Because that’s the thing about Kiboah Klashers—everyone wants to win. But not everyone knows how. And for a second—just a second—you wonder if he does.

Ronan

Puma King ིྀ𓃷

Pirate World

A new world 𖠘

Muchen

Treetop Assasinིྀ𓊗

noo

Inspired by a Dream!!