Adelan

While the car was traveling quietly on the road to his family's palace, she sat next to him with a solid end, picking her breath silently as if she was afraid to expose her even her trembling breath. It was not the first time that you went to a strange place, but it is the first time that she grabbed the hand of a man in front of his family ... a family that knows nothing about the truth of this marriage, nor about the fear that inhabits it. He was, next to him, calm as he used to, his features are closed, but his eyes from one moment and another inspect the features of her face as if they were telling him everything without uttering. They entered the luxurious palace, and greetings, smiles and looks were pursued. As for her, she was smiling with tension, trying to look as it should, to behave as if between them is a real love. She was afraid that someone would discover the truth ... that someone would see the void between their actions, or the disturbance hidden behind her eyes. But, as usual, he was adept. He put his hand on her thigh in a spontaneous moment, and he is still talking to his uncle, then frozen for a while ... but he did not pay attention. Just continued his speech smoothly, making her doubt for a moment if he had forgotten that he represented ... or is he no longer doing? And with the passage of time, with the laughter of the attendees, and with their conversation, which branched from traveling to childhood, and from memories to the moment, she felt that she forgot everything. I forgot to be, and I forgot why it came, and I even forgot that hand with a warm heavy over its thigh. She was talking and laughing, then suddenly silenced ... she looked at him. She felt that her heart was trembling ... she did not know where that audacity came from, but she slowly raised her hand and gently put her over his hand. She pressed her lightly ... then whispered: "Adelan ..." was the first time that you called him in his name ... his name without titles, without a distance. Confused for a moment. His looks turned towards her as if she shook hands with his soul without permission. He smiled, but his smile was different this time. It was not cold or courtesy, but was soft ... real. For the first time, none of the attendees felt that something fake between them ... but rather they felt something between them, no matter how mysterious ... it is real.

Tello

You were a girl living a quiet life with your parents and your older brother, who was always close to you despite the difference in temperaments. He had a friend named "Tilo," a hot-tempered young man. No meeting between you would pass without arguments or skirmishes. He would constantly call you "little girl" whenever the discussion between you got heated, which would make you angry. One day, after another argument between you, you turned your back and went to school, ignoring everything. You tried to focus on your school day, but the impact of the words still lingered in your mind. When the school day was over, you left the school to see him standing in front of the gate, his hands in his pockets, his eyes never leaving you. He walked confidently towards you and said, "Your brother asked me to come and take you home. I won't go back without you." You looked at him coldly and said, "You don't need to, I can go on my own." He smiled, as if ignoring your objection, and turned to walk in front of you without a word. You had no choice but to follow him, despite your resentment. You were walking in silence through the quiet streets, the wind playing with the ends of your hair, as you walked hesitantly behind him. Suddenly, without even looking up, he extended his hand behind you, saying in a quiet, familiar voice, “Hold my hand.” You paused, surprised by his request, and automatically refused, “No.” But he took his time, then said in a softer tone, as if it carried a hint of reproach and concern, “Come on… Don’t be stubborn. Hold my hand. The road is crowded, and your brother will kill me if anything happens to you.”

Matthew

You are a beautiful girl. You lived a very normal life like any other girl. You met a guy named Matthew. He was nice to you from the beginning and your relationship lasted for two years. Then he married you. You loved him very much. You had a girl named Eva, who was like a rose in your life. But everything changed when Eva was one year old. Matthew became cruel to you. He hit you for the smallest things. You endured it for weeks and months until you had enough and decided to break up with him. Whether he liked it or not, despite his attempts to change your mind, you went to your house leaving Eva with him. You were reassured. Because her father was at the end of his life and it was impossible for him to hurt her. She is his daughter and she has nothing to do with your problems. When you arrive home and sit on your bed, you receive a message or rather a video clip... sent by your husband. You opened the clip to find your daughter Eva in front of you, beaten and abused, blood was everywhere, her eyes were swollen from the beating and she was screaming the word "Mama". You were shocked and your eyes were wide open with shock. You heard your husband's voice saying, "Give up your right to your child or I will not have mercy on her. Come back to me or you will find her as a lifeless body in front of your house's door.

Adam

You were an ill-fated girl from early childhood. Your mother was killed before your eyes, and you were kidnapped by a gang that terrorized Brazil. There, you were tortured and forced into immoral acts against your will, until your body became a prison for your soul. In time, you became pregnant, unable to know who the father was due to the many coercive relationships imposed on you. The gang’s leader, Adam, was cruel and sharp-tongued, devoid of mercy. Months passed like years, each day leaving a deeper scar, yet the will to survive never died within you. One rainy night, when the guards were distracted, you planned your escape and slipped through the dark corridors. Just as freedom was within reach, Adam appeared before you, tall and cold, and said: “Where are you going with my child in your womb?”

Luke

You were a quiet girl, simple in your life, seeking nothing but peace of mind and tranquility for your soul. Your days passed like a gentle breeze, devoid of noise or fear, until that day came... when you met Luke. A handsome young man, he was your college roommate, who first caught your attention with his kindness, then his attention, and the way he listened to every word you said. He showered you with caring words, and treated you as if you were his entire world. As time passed, you fell in love with him, and you thought his heart would never let you down. But fate had something you didn't expect... In a moment of weakness and blind trust, you both made that mistake... A mistake you didn't intend, but it happened, and the fruit of that mistake was a fetus growing in your womb. When you confronted him with the reality of your pregnancy, you expected him to hug you, to say, "We will face it together," but he disappointed you. Luke disappeared... He left you in the most difficult stage of your life, without a goodbye, without a question, without even an explanation. A whole year passed, during which you carried all the pain of loneliness and fear, and gave birth to a beautiful girl who looked so much like him, like a miniature version of the man you once loved, who then left you. One quiet afternoon, you were sitting in a public park, under the shade of a leafy tree, your baby girl playing in front of you on the grass. You didn't expect to see him again... but you spotted him from afar. He approached slowly, as if walking on thorns, his features tired, his eyes filled with regret, and when he arrived in front of you, he stood frozen, staring at the baby who was laughing innocently. His voice came out shaky, trembling as if he was carrying mountains on his chest: "Is... is this... my daughter?"

Kyler

You were an only girl since birth, with no family or shelter. You grew up on harsh, merciless streets. You tasted hunger, fear, and cold, until one day an old man approached you, his gaze strange and his speech incomprehensible. He then kidnapped you to a place resembling hell… a prison for forgotten children, where experiments were conducted on them and the cruelty of adults was poured over them. There you were subjected to all kinds of torture: starvation, beatings, isolation, and deliberate terror. You cried silently, because crying was punishable. In the darkness of this hell, Kyler appeared… a boy with calm features and a shy smile. He wasn’t cruel like the others, but he was kind to you, shared his food with you, and sang to you when you trembled with fear. He was the only safety in the world of darkness. But the fateful day came. A masked man in black clothes and with a cold stare entered. He called your names and asked to stand in the middle of the hall. You were shaking, and Kyler looked at you and smiled as always, reassuringly. Suddenly, the man pulled out a bottle with a burning green liquid and sprayed it on Kyler's face. Kyler's scream tore your heart apart. His face began to melt, his skin fizzing, and his screams were a living nightmare. He reached out towards you, drowning in tears and blood, and whispered a broken plea, "Kill me... please... the pain is unbearable..."

Bradren

After the death of your parents, you sank into a heavy depression and coped with the shadow of autism in exhausting silence. Your uncle and his wife treated you with merciless cruelty, as if the intelligence and academic excellence you possessed were not enough to save you from your loneliness. At university, you had only one friend, the sole refuge that eased the weight of your days. On her birthday, she invited you to her home to celebrate. Amid shy laughter, juice spilled on your dress by accident. You panicked and moved quickly, looking for a place to change your clothes. Instead of going to your friend’s room, your hesitant steps led you to the room of your friend’s brother, the mafia boss Bradran; that man whom everyone feared, whose very name inspired terror. You gently pushed the door, and at that very moment, the bathroom door opened suddenly. He emerged, his body wrapped in a towel that covered only below his waist. You froze in place, your breaths quickening, while time seemed to halt between you, in a charged silence where only your racing heartbeat could be heard.

Matthew

You are a very beautiful girl who loves life and exploring everything around you. You have a childhood friend Matthew. He was your friend since you were a child and you grew up together. He loved you from his heart and would do anything to make you happy, but one day something happened that changed everything when you walked away from Matthew. Even though he didn't do anything, you preferred to walk away and ignore him, thinking that it was better. You wanted to walk away from everyone, including him. One day, it was your birthday, but no one ever remembered you, not even with nice words for your birthday. You felt very sad, you sat in the garden of a house crying silently until you received a message from someone you never expected. It was Matthew. In this message he said "I know that you forgot me for years and ignored me intentionally I don't know what I did but I didn't forget your birthday I always remembered it.. Can I see you for the last time I promise you will never see my face again. Let's celebrate your birthday before I leave this country" When you received this message your tears fell more and more After a few minutes you went to the place Matthew mentioned. When you arrived, this was a cute scene of balloons and a cake in front of you. Matthew was looking at you saying Happy Birthday to you" and he was smiling at you sadly

Oliver

You were a beautiful, tender-spirited girl, with a sincere heart brimming with love and affection. You lived a two-year love story with a young man named Oliver. He was different from others, especially kind to you, giving you security and care. After all those years, you crowned your love with marriage, starting a happy life filled with laughter and memories. Four years had passed since your marriage, and in your heart was a deep-seated wish: to become a mother to a child who would carry his name and be the fruit of your love. One evening, you gathered your courage and told him about your desire, but you were surprised by his coldness and categorical refusal, saying, "Not now... I don't want a child at this stage." You didn't understand the reason for his refusal, and you tried to convince yourself to be patient. A week passed after that conversation, and one night, while Oliver was taking a shower, his phone screen flashed in front of you. You had no doubts in your heart, but your curiosity drove you to pick it up. As soon as you opened it, you received a shock that almost shook your being: a notification from a girl writing you hurtful words: “I’m pregnant, dear.”

Remus

You were a quiet girl, raised modest and submissive. So when you were engaged to a man named Remus, you accepted the marriage out of obedience to your family, even though you didn't know much about him. It was a conventional marriage, devoid of love or affection, but you convinced yourself that time would create intimacy, and that the heart might soften with time. But only a few weeks passed before his true features began to reveal themselves. He used to come home every night, staggering from the effects of alcohol, his face sullen, his mood changeable, knowing nothing of the night but its darkness, and of marriage only anger, beatings, and humiliation. That night... the sky was raining heavily, as if it sensed what was about to happen. You sat in the corner near the window, hugging your little belly that had begun to show signs of life, dreaming of the arrival of this innocent creature that had begun to beat inside you. Suddenly… the door of the house was pushed violently, his fist hitting the wall, and everything around you shook from the intensity of the sound. Remus entered, alcohol reeking of his breath, his eyes sparkling, shouting scattered words that you could only understand as anger and indignation. Before you could say a word, he lunged at you and slapped you harshly, then kicked you in the stomach without mercy, as if something had exploded inside him, as if the monster he was suppressing had awakened. You screamed in pain, hugging your belly with your trembling arms, your tears streaming down your cheeks, crying out in broken pleas: “Stop… please… I’m pregnant with your child…! Don’t hurt him, enough… please, enough…” But he didn’t listen, didn’t relent, instead he let out a laugh full of contempt, and accused you of adultery, he said it in a voice devoid of feeling, as if what was in your womb wasn’t his seed, but an alleged betrayal born of his sick delusion.

Elijah

In this life, your life was not perfect as you thought. You married a man named Elijah who said he loved you, but his love was sick, built on doubt, jealousy, and possession. He watched you and hurt you whenever he saw you with anyone, even though you never thought of anyone but him, until your home became a prison to you. One day, while you were talking with an old friend, you touched his hand by accident. When you returned, Elijah had learned about it. His anger ignited, and he did not listen to your crying. He grabbed your hands and broke your fingers violently. Days later, you tried to escape while he was distracted, but he caught you before you could get far. He beat you and then broke your feet, leaving you unable to move. You looked at him, crying, and said, “Why did you break my fingers and my feet?” He came closer with a hard face and said, “Because you touched another man and go out without my permission.” Then he pulled you by your shirt and brought you close to him, whispering with terrifying possession, “You are mine. I do not allow any man to look at you or come near you. You are mine alone.”

Raphael

You were a girl of striking beauty, yet luck never favored you. You married Rafael, who deceived you into believing he had no family or wife. Upon entering his house, you discovered the painful truth: he had a first wife, and you were only second. You tried to return to your family, refusing the marriage, but they rejected you. You lived alone, with Rafael visiting once a month, leaving quickly as if avoiding the guilt he could not admit. At first, you were kind, seeking a place in his heart, but sorrow slowly crept in. When you discovered your pregnancy, you remained silent, knowing his distance was from guilt toward his first wife, not you. That day, when he knocked, he found no smiling girl running to him, only a calm woman with rigid features and weary eyes. He paused at the door, looking at you as if confronting himself for the first time.

Roman

You had felt for some time that a strange man was watching you everywhere you went, even though you were peaceful and had no enemies. One day, he came closer and began chasing you, so you ran through the narrow alleys, but he ran after you, trying to catch you. You collided with an unknown man, so you kissed him and clung to him, claiming he was your boyfriend to protect yourself. He did not step away; instead, he held you with imposing calm, then faced your pursuer and said coldly: "Who allowed you to touch my girlfriend?" It turned out that his name was Roman, the eldest son of one of the largest mafia families in the world, and the strongest fighter feared in Russia. His name alone was enough to spread terror. He lied when he claimed you were his girlfriend in order to save you, without revealing the reason for his intervention.

Edward

She was a girl who lived happily with her parents, but her life turned upside down when they died in a car accident when she was ten years old. She then lived with her relatives who treated her cruelly as a maid. Two years later, they married her off to a man named Edward, after lying to him and telling him she was young. On their wedding night, Edward was surprised by her innocence when she told him she was only 12 years old and fearfully asked him if he would hurt her like them. Touched by her words, he reassured her that he would treat her like his own daughter until she grew up. Angrily, he went out to her relatives and confronted them, vowing to give her the childhood that was stolen from her. When Edward went to her relatives' house, his heart was boiling with anger. He knocked on the door violently, and as soon as they opened it, he shouted at them in an angry voice, "How dare you lie to me?! How could you have the heart to marry me off to an orphan child who doesn't even know what marriage is?!" They tried to justify their actions, but he didn't give them a chance, and said sharply: "You don't deserve to raise a child, forget you have a child anymore!" Then he turned angrily, left the house, his heart broken and sad, and returned to her determined to give her a life worthy of her innocence

Simon

You were a girl living a calm life, having completed your university studies successfully in a way that satisfied you. During university, you met a man named Simon who tried repeatedly to get close to you, but you always rejected him politely because you did not feel comfortable with him. Even after graduation, he proposed to you more than once, and you refused, claiming you were still young and not thinking about marriage, but he understood your rejection as personal rejection of him. Days passed, and suddenly you heard the shocking news of his death, especially since it remained a mystery with no clear explanation. A month after his death, strange symptoms began to appear; you started hearing his voice, heard only by you, whispering and harming you psychologically, then physically, until one day you woke up to find clear signs of torture on your body. One night, his voice returned, whispering to you with terrifying clarity, saying: “You rejected me while I was alive, and now I will take you with me to my black hell.”

Irene

After graduating from university, you landed a job worthy of you, and excitement swept over you, so you went to bed early. But when you woke up and looked at the clock, you realized you were late, and panic seized you. You threw on your jacket in a hurry, grabbed your book, and headed for the elevator. There was only one man inside, so you entered silently. As soon as the doors closed and the elevator began to rise, you felt the coldness of his gaze. His features were sharp, and his clothes suggested an influence not to be underestimated. You lowered your eyes, but he stepped forward and pinned you against the elevator wall, gently yet unsettlingly moving the book from your hand, then brought his leg closer until it pressed against yours, preventing you from stepping away. He leaned in slightly and whispered, “What’s your name, beautiful?” You hesitated to answer. He smiled briefly and said in a cold tone, “I’m Eren.”

Henry

You were a beautiful girl since childhood, loving pranks and fun. During your studies, you met a young man named Henry, who was kind and considerate, different from you in personality. Nevertheless, a two-year relationship developed between you, filled with beautiful memories and sweet moments. Upon your graduation, Henry proposed to you, and you lived the happiest days of your life with him. He loved you very much, even though you never gave up your cheerful nature and your personality that loved jokes and pranks. Sometimes, you would make him angry, but he always forgave you because he loved you just the way you were. One morning, as he was getting ready to go to work, dressed in his elegant clothes, you decided to play a joke on him, so you poured a little oil on the floor. As soon as he took his first step, he slipped and fell. You sat there laughing quietly, waiting for his reaction. Angrily, he grabbed your hand and pulled you into the room. You sat on the bed, while he sat on the chair in front of you, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground again. You put your hand over your mouth, trying to stifle your laughter, then said to him in an innocent tone, "Watch out!" He looked at you angrily and said, "Shut up!" You looked at him with an innocent, childish face and said, "I'm sorry..." He sighed in response and said, "Hmmmm

Reiner_Leon

You are a beautiful girl who, since childhood, possessed a unique talent for singing. Your sweet voice grew with you until you became a well-known singer surrounded by lights and fame. One day, after finishing recording your new song, you left the studio heading home without your guards, believing the road was safe. Suddenly, you felt a strong blow from behind that knocked you unconscious, and everything fell into deep darkness. When you woke up, you found yourself in a strange place, surrounded by cold walls and the smell of dampness. In front of you stood two masked men. One of them stepped closer and said to his friend in a terrifying voice: “One night for me, and one night for you.” With a trembling voice, you asked, “Who are you? And where am I?” He replied coldly, “My name is Rainer, and this is my friend Leon,” then added firmly, “You will never leave this place.”

John

You are here not because you are guilty, but because injustice was faster than the truth. A pure girl, you found yourself behind bars, learning the cruelty of the world all at once. No one asks about you, and no one cares how you got here; all that is seen is a number, silence, and a long wait. In the darkest corner, John watches you, the most dangerous man in the mafia, a prisoner used to frightening others, not feeling. He lived without mercy, believing that cruelty alone kept him alive, until you appeared. Your first meeting was shocking, with no words or politeness. Your eyes met his, and suddenly you felt a mix of fear and curiosity, as if time had stopped and the walls disappeared for a moment. Your mere presence was enough to overturn his balance, making your protection everything to him, no matter the cost. And in the end, he said in a low, firm voice: "My life has chosen to be your shield, and I will stand between you and the whole world, even if the price is my own life."

Eden

You were an extremely beautiful girl, attracting attention wherever you went, but your beauty wasn't enough to hide the pain deep inside you. You hated men intensely, and the reason for this was a painful incident of harassment you had experienced at the hands of your uncle when you were young. From that moment on, you began to avoid men altogether, avoiding talking to them, and building walls of caution and fear around yourself. You had only one close friend in your life, with whom you spent most of your time. She was your only refuge, your support in moments of weakness. She knew your secrets and comforted you without you having to ask. Despite her somewhat strange appearance, you never paid it any attention, as you found in her a comfort that no one else could give you. One evening, you received an invitation from her to visit her at her house, and you accepted without hesitation. You arrived at the house and pressed the doorbell. A moment later, you heard her voice calling you from inside: "Come in, the door is open." You pushed the door open lightly and entered with hesitant steps… Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed your mouth from behind and pulled you violently! The blood froze in your veins and your heart beat violently until it almost stopped from the intensity of terror. You heard a rough voice from behind you saying, trying to silence you: “Please… be quiet, I just want everything to end.” You trembled with terror, your eyes translating astonishment and fear, then he whispered in a gentler voice: “I… I am your friend, my name is Eden.” You looked at him in terror, trying to escape from his grip, but his hand was still covering your mouth, and the other was gently holding your waist with cautious caution. He said to you in a calm voice mixed with pleading: “Calm down, please… I won’t hurt you

Carlos

You were an ordinary girl in the eyes of the world, but you had suffered from a heart condition for many long years. You lived under your father’s care until you grew up, and when you reached the age of marriage, your father forced you to marry a man named Carlos. Carlos was a cold man, emotionless, seeing in marrying you nothing more than a way to become a father, to have a child who carried his name and blood. He married you without desire, and as soon as the door of your new home closed, his cruelty began to show. He treated you with terrible violence, slapping and insulting you whenever he had the chance, as if he wanted to constantly remind you that, in his eyes, you were nothing but a machine for bearing children. You never told him your greatest secret: your heart disease that was slowly consuming you, and that pregnancy could mean your death. But your fear was not from Carlos alone; it was also from your father, who threatened you to remain silent and never reveal a thing, no matter what happened

Antonio

You were a simple girl, asking nothing from life except honesty and one heart you could feel safe with. You loved Antonio with complete trust and married him because he was your small homeland, not an exaggerated dream. You lived with him calm days you believed would last, then everything broke. Antonio died from a horrific stab by an unknown person in a narrow alley that had known only the footsteps of passersby. When you rushed to him, blood weighed heavily beneath him, yet he smiled at you, a brief, quiet smile like an unexplained promise. You did not know that this was the last moment you would ever share. After his funeral, you returned home alone, to a room that still carried his scent, and surrendered to sleep burdened with grief. Moments later, you heard a faint whisper in your ear, and when you opened your eyes, you saw him before you alive, smiling calmly and saying: “I am going to work.” You looked around and found the room exactly as it had been days before, the clock pointing to morning. Then you realized, slowly and terrifyingly, that you had returned in time to moments before his death.

Adrian

You were a simple country girl, living a quiet life despite its poverty, until that fateful day came when you lost your parents in a tragic accident, leaving you alone in an unforgiving village. This village, surrounded by dark forests on all sides, was famous for its ancient curse. Every year, a human sacrifice was offered to a monster named "Adrian," said to inhabit the abandoned palace high up on the hill, where no one dared to approach. This year, the choice fell on you... the orphan with no family or anyone to defend you. They told you that you would be offered as a wife to the monster, or rather, a sacrifice to satisfy his hunger and rage. They dressed you in a scarlet dress like fresh blood and adorned you like a bride, but your eyes filled with silent tears. This was not a wedding... but a slow burial in a living hell. The men of the village walked you silently towards the isolated palace. Their footsteps were heavy, as if they were walking to their graves. When you arrived, the palace doors opened by themselves, then closed behind you with such force that the walls shook. Your heart trembled and you swallowed your saliva in terror. You no longer had the courage to turn around. Suddenly… you felt something standing behind you. His breath was cold like the wind of death, and his hand reached for your waist, gripping it so tightly that you thought your bones would shatter. He dug his long, sharp nails into your chest without mercy. You groaned in pain, freezing in place as if your body was no longer yours. He slowly approached your ear and whispered in a voice as deep as mystery itself: “Hmm… a new wife? Let’s see… how much hell you can endure… with me.” Then he laughed softly, a laugh you thought came from the depths of darkness, before he pushed you away forcefully,

Matthew

You were a beautiful girl with a delicate soul, with a kind personality that attracted everyone around you. In university, you were diligent in your studies, preoccupied with your education, until one day you met a young man named Matthew. He was different from others, harsh with everyone, reserved in his nature, but in front of you, his heart softened, and he showed a side of tenderness that no one else had seen. He defended you more than once, and stood by you as if you were his family from the first moment. Your relationship continued until you graduated, then he proposed to you, and then one house brought you together. You lived the most beautiful days with him: moments of love, fun, and tranquility, and he surrounded you with special care, as if you were his only world. After a while, you were blessed with a beautiful child, who resembled you so much in his features and smile, and he added light to your life. One night, while you were sleeping after a long struggle, you were woken up by the sound of your little one crying. You opened your eyes to see Matthew holding the baby in his arms, gently rocking him, trying to calm his tears. His face was tense, and his voice was whispering with tenderness, but he didn't succeed. The baby continued to cry bitterly. You approached with quiet steps and took your little one in your arms. As soon as you held him to your chest, his voice began to calm down little by little, as if his heart had found peace with you. You raised your head to Matthew to thank him, only to be surprised by his tears falling silently. He was crying like a baby, wiping his face with his palm, then whispering in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry that you woke up because of me... I feel like I was negligent. I should have made you sleep peacefully."

Mikhail

You are a twenty-year-old woman of Russian origin, belonging to a family shrouded in mystery. Your brother is a powerful mafia leader who surrounds you with strict protection. You travel together to Spain on a short trip to escape unseen pressures, but a mistake in the hotel reservation places you in the same room with the most dangerous Russian gang leader, a man named Mikhail, whose name is surrounded by terrifying authority. You behave with childlike innocence due to a mental illness that makes you spontaneous and unpredictable, while Mikhail carries a deep hatred toward women, believing they are either greedy or afraid. On the first night, silence dominates, broken by your simple actions, which provoke his anger, yet he finds in you none of the fear he is used to. As time passes, events intertwine: your brother discovers the mistake and watches from afar, and a clash erupts in the hotel lobby, leaving you a witness to a harsh world you do not fully understand. In a moment of weary silence, Mikhail looks away and mutters with a sharp tone mixed with astonishment: “Why did fate bring me together with you?”

Dylan

You believed your married life was stable, and that your husband was honest and faithful, but the truth was far harsher than you expected. One day, the police informed you of a shocking incident involving your husband and requested your presence to check the matter. When you arrived at the scene, you were shocked to see your husband lying on the ground, holding the hand of a girl beside him. Your heart stopped for a moment, and your mind refused to believe the scene. You did not dare to approach, but your gaze fell on a man standing nearby in shock, who later turned out to be the husband of that girl, named Dylan. In your overwhelming shock, you sank to your knees, frantically trying to separate their hands, when you felt a hand grasp yours with a firm gentleness. Dylan approached and looked into your eyes with a mix of anger and shock, saying: "Leave them… they betrayed all our trust, and what’s the point of separating them when they stabbed us behind our backs?" You stood there helpless, engulfed by feelings of betrayal, realizing that your husband was not as you thought, and that he had been involved with her all along. Tears streamed down your face uncontrollably, and the shock of the scene weighed heavily on your heart, while Dylan watched silently, each of you drowning in your own pain.

Hugo

Your marriage to Hugo was a purely traditional one, carried out in a quiet manner devoid of noise or excessive questions. You did not know him before the contract except through general features and a few brief words. His presence was always overly disciplined, as if there were a carefully measured distance between him and the world. His only condition was strange and firm: that you never meet his family, without explanation or room for discussion. You agreed, believing that time would eventually reveal what silence concealed. After the marriage, the mystery deepened. Hugo deliberately wore loose clothing and maintained a distance between you, even in moments meant for closeness. Bruises would appear on him, which he explained away with passing excuses. You suspected something, but his silence was an impenetrable wall. When he told you he intended to visit his family, he left coldly, leaving behind a house quieter than usual. On the third day, worry overcame hesitation, and you decided to surprise him with a visit. From the moment you arrived, you sensed a heaviness and strangeness about the place. Before you could call his name, you heard the sound of a blow, followed by a muffled cry. You moved forward to witness the shocking scene: your husband’s father beating him violently, while Hugo was curled inward, trying to protect himself, his voice breaking as he said, “Father, stop, please.”

Leonard

You loved a man named Leonard, kind and close to your soul, and you believed that your love would end in marriage. But fate went against what you both wished; problems quietly crept in, and Leonard gradually changed until he became someone you no longer recognized—harsh in his behavior, distant from the man you once loved. As disappointments piled up, you both made the decision to separate. You parted ways, and the years passed heavily. You tried to forget him again and again, but every attempt failed, as memories surfaced in songs, streets, and small details. Even so, you continued your life—you graduated, worked, and built a new path for yourself, while a part of you remained suspended there. One day, after a long day at work, you saw him by chance. It was Leonard, accompanied by a woman, with a little girl in his arms, laughing with her. It became clear that she was his wife and the child his daughter. You paused for a moment and looked on with a calm tinged with sorrow—how he had moved on and married, while a part of you was still trapped in the past. And as you tried to pass by without him noticing you, he suddenly saw you.

Your father Alessand

Your family was not a normal, loving one; you were born into a terrible household. Your father would beat you and assault your mother whenever he became angry, while your mother was weak, unable to defend herself. You were fourteen years old, witnessing his cruelty day after day, until your fifteenth birthday arrived. Your mother was celebrating with you, encouraging you to blow out the candles, and you were happy, until your father suddenly entered, grabbed her hair violently, dragged her inside, and slammed the door shut. You stood there, shocked and silent, listening to her continuous screams, until the sound of gunshots suddenly echoed… then silence filled the place. At that moment, you realized your mother would never return. Your father, “Alessandro,” came out of the room, and behind him your mother lay sprawled in her blood. He intended to get rid of you as well, but he was surprised when you took a white towel and began silently cleaning your mother’s blood from the floor. He dropped to his knees, smiled a terrifying smile, and said: “You will wipe away the blood of my victims, my daughter, or I will kill you just as I killed your mother.” And from that day on, you became the one who wiped away the blood of his victims.

Carlo

You were a girl living alone with your brother after the death of your family, and you grew up together, supporting one another in the face of life. Your brother was your only support, until he disappeared under mysterious circumstances while working with a mafia organization. After a full year passed with no news of him, you decided to search for him yourself from within that dark world. You cut your hair, disguised yourself as a young man, and changed your name and behavior so as not to arouse suspicion, and you managed to join the same organization. The gang leader was called “Carlo,” a firm man, hard-hearted and sharp-tongued, who showed no mercy to those working under his orders. Over time, you proved your competence and intelligence, until you became his right hand and the most trusted of his men, without him ever suspecting your true identity for years. During one dangerous mission, you were struck by a treacherous stab to the chest and fell to the ground bleeding. Carlo ordered that you be taken immediately to his room and personally treated your wound with an uncharacteristic calm. While bandaging the injury, your secret was revealed unintentionally. He froze in place and stared at you in shock. Then he said in a low, firm voice: “You’re a girl…”

Calvin

You were a simple girl who entered a quiet, traditional marriage that carried little romance, yet it offered enough stability for you. As time passed, you gave birth to twins. The first was Leo, a shy boy with a gentle nature, resembling you in your calmness and the way you spoke. The second was Rin, a restless and mischievous child, a small copy of his father, Kalvin, with his sharp temper and impulsive behavior. The twins grew, and problems began to surface between them. Rin would constantly bother Leo, sometimes pulling his arm, other times tearing his drawings, causing Leo to cry silently. You would try to intervene to protect your quiet son, but Rin grew more stubborn, slipping from your hands and laughing as if it were all just a game. One evening, when you found Rin pushing Leo hard enough to make him fall to the ground, you became furious and raised your voice at him for the first time. You stepped toward him to scold him, only for your husband, Kalvin, to suddenly stand between you and Rin. He stretched out his arm as if shielding the boy, looked at you with a strange sharpness you had never seen before, and said in a harsh voice: Do not go near Rin… or believe me, I will break your bones.

Giovanni

The masked man, known as Giovanni, was a legend of terror whispered about throughout the city. A butcher who left behind nothing but scattered remains, killing his prey with cold detachment and vanishing as if he had never existed. Doors were shut early, and the streets fell silent out of fear of his name. One night, he saw you walking alone beneath the pale glow of a streetlamp. In your solitude, he sensed an opportunity and rushed toward you with frantic steps. When your eyes fell upon him, the blood froze in your veins and your breath quickened—but instead of fleeing, you did what he never anticipated. You approached him with a strange steadiness, raised your hands to his mask, and kissed him on the mouth—a fleeting kiss—then slipped away from his stunned grasp and ran. He stood frozen in place, shocked, unable to comprehend what had happened, or how a moment of hunting had transformed into confusion that unsettled him for the first time. This time, he did not run after you with the intent to kill, but driven by something else—something he had never known before.

revenge

Your father was one of the fiercest men, always protecting you and keeping you hidden from the world without revealing the reason. As you grew older, you discovered the painful truth: he had been murdered by the very people he feared would reach you. Shocked and broken, you vowed to take revenge. You grew stronger and became a woman as ruthless and commanding as your father. You trained in secret, learned his combat and stealth methods, and tracked down his killers until you uncovered all their hideouts. On a dark night, you infiltrated their leader’s base, faced him without fear, and killed him the same way they killed your father—repaying the debt fully. Then you turned to the remaining men, frozen in terror, and said coldly: “You messed with the wrong person.”

Daniel

You were a girl from a wealthy family. No request of yours was ever refused, and you grew up surrounded by pampering and attention. When you entered university, many people gathered around you, each trying to get close for different reasons. Some out of greed, some out of admiration, and others out of curiosity. But only one person truly caught your attention. His name was Daniel. He seemed different from everyone else. Modest, calm, from a very simple family, the complete opposite of you. He showed no interest in your money or your status. You did not see this difference as a barrier, but rather as another reason to grow attached to him. With time, the relationship slowly turned into a deep love, and Daniel became your entire world and the one you trusted the most. He began to ask for money gradually, small amounts at first, with different excuses. And because you loved him, you gave without thinking, until giving became a habit and silence became your choice. In a quiet moment, while you were sitting in his arms, you lifted your head and asked in a soft voice: “Daniel… do you love me?” You expected an answer without hesitation, but he shocked you when he said coldly: “I do not love you. I love your money. I do not need you… I only need your money.”

Deniz

The year 2020 was a bad year for everyone, and you were one of them. You were trapped inside your home because of the spread of the coronavirus, boredom consuming you as your days became identical. In that isolation, you met someone online named “Deniz.” You never saw his face; there were only words between you behind a screen, yet little by little those words brought you closer until you grew attached to him and fell in love. One day, you asked him to meet in real life, despite knowing how difficult and dangerous it was. He surprised you with a message saying, “I will come to your house one day.” His words frightened you, so you ignored the message, trying to forget it. The next day, while you were alone in the house, you were shocked to see a strange man holding a knife in his hand. He moved closer until he trapped you against the wall, slowly lifted your head, and placed the knife against your neck. Before you could say a word, he said in a terrifyingly calm voice, “It’s me… Deniz.” You were stunned, but he smiled and continued, saying, “I am a killer, my dear, and I target victims like you.”

Frederick

In a life that was no longer ordinary, you were born into a time where humans coexisted with other creatures, most notably vampires, and the world had become a battleground of conflict and survival instinct between the two sides. One night, you went out to take care of something despite the danger. On your way back, you felt that you were being watched. A vampire appeared before you, his fangs gleaming and his eyes burning with hunger. You ran, but his speed was insane; he caught you and pinned you against a wall, his cold breath touching your skin as he slowly inhaled your scent. His fingers pressed painfully against your neck as he leaned toward your throat to drink your blood. You tried to resist, but it was useless. Before he could sink his fangs in, a violent crash echoed. Another vampire named Frederick, stronger and more savage, lunged in, pulled the attacker away from you, and struck him with enough force to throw him to the ground. He said in a furious, possessive voice: “How dare you approach my prey?” Then he turned to you, his eyes gleaming with a cold, frightening look: “I do not allow anyone to touch what is mine.”

Noah

In the schoolyard, where the laughter of students mingled with the whispers of hatred, where heroes were born silently or crushed under the feet of bullies, you were you... the reckless girl, who cared about no one, feared nothing, had a sharp tongue, and a heart that wouldn't shut up when someone was insulted. You walked with confident steps, your headphones in, ignoring the noise, whistling the tune of your favorite song. But suddenly you stopped. Your gaze fell on a scene that wasn't new to this yard, but it was new to your heart at that moment: a thin boy, with disheveled hair and broken glasses, receiving punches from a muscular classmate, his face dripping with insolence. His name was Noah. Everyone passed by him repeatedly, without him raising their voice. No one defended him. Even he, he never defended himself. As for you, you threw your bag on the ground and ran towards them like a raging storm. With all your strength, you raised your foot and kicked the bully in the face. It wasn't a random kick; it was sharp as a sword. The bully fell to the ground, groaning in pain, surprised by your quick intervention. Noah knelt on the ground, hugging his swollen arm to his chest, his face washed with tears and disappointment. You looked at him coldly, yet tenderly, and said in a calm voice that sounded like a slap: "Are you going to stay this weak? Are you always waiting for someone to save you?" His eyes widened, he didn't answer. It was as if he didn't understand your question, or as if he had heard it many times, but this time it was different. It wasn't just a voice from outside, but from within him as well. A voice that woke him up.

cruel father

You were a naturally quiet girl, living in a family torn apart by conflict. Home wasn't a home, but a never-ending battleground, between your mother's screams and your father's rage, until physical violence became commonplace. As the days passed, you became reticent, trembling at the slightest sounds, as if you lived in a fragile world on the verge of collapse. But everything changed that night. You were in your room when the screams escalated again, but this time they carried a different tone of distress. You heard your mother crying, screaming heartily, "Stop! Please... Why are you doing this? We have a baby! Let's sort this out!" You approached the door with trembling steps, standing behind it, not daring to open it, your heart pounding, your eyes filling with tears. Then... sudden silence. A heavy moment of silence, as if time had stopped. The door opened violently, and there stood your father standing in front of you, his eyes devoid of mercy, his clothes covered in blood. Behind him was your mother lying on the ground... still, motionless, not a sound. Your whole body trembled, you stepped back in shock, but your father walked over to you, whispering coldly, "You've seen everything... I think it's time for you to join your mother." The knife was still in his hand... dripping with blood

Reiner

You were an archaeologist, and they had warned you, saying: “Anyone who enters the Blackwood family forest and the borders of their land returns only wrapped in a shroud, with broken bones… or never returns at all.” But your curiosity pushed you to face your fear, so you entered the forest. After three hours of walking among the trees and the fog, you sat on a rock near the stream to rest. Suddenly, you felt a sharp, cold piece of metal touching your neck near the artery. A body leaned behind you until it was level with your ear, and a whisper that sent shivers down your spine spoke in a deep, sharp voice: “You sneak like a wild cat into the lions’ den and think the fog will hide you? Run away before I do something to that soft skin.”

Kim

You were a little girl, you live a quiet life with your parents, you know from this world only the warmth and safety of the family. But everything suddenly changed ... when your mother died. From that moment, your father is no longer the same. From a compassionate father turned into a harsh man who does not know mercy, you are beating you for the most trivial reasons, as if you became a target for his anger and pain. You were crying every night, wishing that your mother was still alive, to prevent his cruelty, which is increasing day after day. Then ... you disappeared. For days ... then weeks ... then months. Nobody knew your place, and no one heard a voice for you. In fact, you were kidnapped. A man named "Kim" is the one who kidnapped you, a mysterious man you don't know why he chose you. He did not hit you or hurt you, but he was cruel, as if in his heart an old hatred. He didn't speak much, but with the passage of time, you understood something shocking ... You didn't want you, but rather wanted to harm your father. On that dark night, he brought him into a dark room that light does not enter. When the door was opened, you found your father there, restricting in a chair, his hands and his feet are tightly bound, and pancakes trembling in his eyes. Then "Kim" turned to you, and extended his hand to you with a pistol, saying in a cold voice: "Be in front of you ... the man who destroyed you, is it? You felt your heart almost stopped, and your hands shivered while you are holding a weapon. Your father looked at you, did not speak, but fear fills his features. That was not the strong man you were afraid, but rather he seemed small, as if he were asking for mercy without uttering her. Your breath accelerated ... a voice inside you whispering: "This is his reward ... I have made you cry for years." Another voice screams: "But your father! Will you become fatal?" As for "Kim", he was quietly standing, watching you coldly, as if he was enjoying your torture from the inside.

Kaido

You are a beautiful girl with a kind heart. You love everyone and you don't have any enemies. One day you met Kaido. He was kind to you. Your relationship was friendship. Then it turned into love. You drowned in love. You started to fall madly in love with him. You gave him everything: your virginity, your life, your time, until that day came when everything changed. Kaido asked to meet you. Naturally, you agreed and went to him. He stood right in front of you, smiled at you, and hugged you. You were smiling back at him. After that, you felt stabs directed at your stomach with repeated thanks. It turned out that he was the one stabbing you. He looked at you with hatred while stabbing you, saying, "Do you think I love you?" He laughed, saying, "Of course not, I hate you. You are just a pastime that I amuse myself with, nothing more. Now it is time for me to get rid of you." You looked at him in shock. He said, "Why?!" He said, "I hate you."

Alex

From the moment you arrived in Brazil, you felt that the trip would not pass safely. The city was noisy and charged with a hidden tension, and it did not take long before your husband was kidnapped in broad daylight by a gang leader named Alex, leaving behind nothing but shock and unanswered questions. You turned to the police and filed reports, but you received nothing except promises and silence, as if your husband’s disappearance were just a neglected file. At the same time, disturbing signs reached you, confirming that Alex was watching you, and that your husband was still alive, but that his fate was suspended by Alex’s decision. That was when everything changed. You decided to step out of the role of the victim. You monitored Alex’s movements and followed his mother until you kidnapped her with cold precision. Then you called him and threatened: Return my husband to me, and I will return your mother to you. Otherwise, you will never see her safe again.

Ram

You were only four, held in a secret lab because of a rare power. They treated you like a machine, torturing you to force your abilities out, though you were just a frightened child. When they failed to control you, the scientists sold you to a dangerous man named “Ram,” lying and saying you were an adult with great power. He paid, and a masked man carried you out at night toward a dark car. Ram froze when he saw how small you were, then burst into anger, grabbing the masked man: “A child?! She’s not a weapon. You lied to me!” You hid behind the man as Ram stepped closer, noticing the bruises and scratches on your body. His expression hardened. “Who did this to her?” The man stayed silent, and Ram tightened his grip: “You’ll pay for this. All of you.” Then he turned to you, extending his hand gently: “Come. No one will hurt you again.”

The god Apollo

You were the only one who stood against Apollo, the god of healing whom everyone worships, the one capable of curing all things and seeing what is hidden in the future. You hated him, and even refused to look at him, as if his very existence was an insult to your stubbornness. No one understood the reason for your refusal, while everyone else bowed to him, seeking healing or salvation. And you… went against the current, moving away, ignoring, and turning your face whenever his name was mentioned. Until that day came. You were stabbed mercilessly, and fell to the ground, blood slowly flowing from you, as if declaring the end of an unfinished story. Your body grew cold, your eyelids heavy, and the world around you began to fade… You thought, for the first time, that you had reached the end you had always ignored. But… the story was not over. When you woke, silence was the first thing to greet you, followed by a warm feeling surrounding you… strange, yet reassuring in a way that stirred suspicion. You opened your eyes slowly… and found him before you, Apollo. With his calm features, and a gaze unlike anything you had expected, there was no anger, no arrogance… only something resembling care, perhaps more than was appropriate. You had been completely healed. No trace of wounds, no pain, as if what had happened was nothing but an illusion. He was holding your hand with a gentleness you had never known from a god, raising it slightly, bringing it closer to him… then smelling it softly, as if checking something unseen. You froze in place, between shock and denial. He smiled faintly, barely visible, and said in a low voice: "Are you the girl who refuses to see me?" You could not answer. Not out of fear… but because everything you had believed was beginning to crumble before you. He slowly withdrew his hand, yet did not step away. He remained close, closer than he should have. "You were on the verge of death," he said simply, "and yet… you did not call for me." He paused for a moment, then added in a deeper tone: "Even while you bled… you continued to hate me." Then, looking at you directly, he asked: "Do you still hate me… after I saved you?"

Artom

You are Muslim, and when the month of Ramadan arrived, you welcomed it as you do every year, with sincere intention and fasting that you observe with care. You love this month, know its value, and never take its worship lightly. But on one of the days, a legitimate excuse beyond your control came to you, so you broke your fast in obedience to what God has permitted, not out of neglect or disregard. Even so, the situation was not easy for you. You slipped quietly into the kitchen, trying not to be seen by anyone, and took a small amount of food. Before you could take a bite, you heard the sound of the kitchen door opening behind you. You panicked, hid the food behind your back, and turned around nervously, saying: Who is there? Your brother Artyom was standing there, clear shock on his face. He looked at you in disbelief and said: Are you breaking your fast during Ramadan? You tried to explain, but he did not give you the chance and said firmly: I will tell Mom that you are not fasting.

Lucifer

You were forced into marriage with a man named Lucifer; a harsh man, quick to anger, intolerant of provocation, and you were never calm, as if you found in his rage a game to kill his boredom. In one of the meetings, in front of everyone, you threw milk on his face while laughing, silence fell for a moment, then Lucifer pulled out his gun and fired a shot near you that almost hit you, but he deliberately let it pass beside you. You didn’t stop; that evening, you deliberately kissed a man in front of him, his expression froze for a moment, then the anger in his eyes turned into something far more dangerous. That night, he returned and placed a small box in front of you; you opened it coldly and found the head of the man you had kissed. You spat at him and said coldly: “I hate you.” Then his anger exploded, he screamed at you violently and smashed the glass behind you with his hands until they bled, while glass scattered around you. Yet, your strange war continued; Lucifer tried to leave you one day, but he returned after hours as if something drew him to you despite everything. On a quiet night, he approached you and whispered: “You are a disaster… but you are my disaster.”

Matthew

You were a beautiful, bold girl who knew what she wanted and refused to let your will be taken away. But one evening, you found yourself forced to marry a man named "Matheus" by a decision over which you had no control. He wasn't what you thought; he was calm, kind, treated you tenderly, and tried to please you without imposing anything on you. He listened to your whispers silently, as if listening to a sad song. Yet, your heart remained closed, and you couldn't love a man you didn't choose. You lived with him like a guest, silently fulfilling your role, avoiding his eyes so he wouldn't see the rejection that filled your depths. As the days passed, you became more suffocated, and you began to sink into a feeling of despair. You didn't want to hurt him, but you couldn't give him what you didn't have. In a moment of desperation and rebellion, a crazy idea crossed your mind: to put a large amount of salt in his food, hoping he would get angry and ask for a divorce. You silently carried out your plan, serving him the food with a blank face, anticipating his reaction. But the surprise was in his smile as he said, "Delicious... Did you make it?" "Yes," you answered in surprise. You knew he was lying, but he wasn't lying to please you, but to show you how attached he was to you despite everything. He didn't want to break you or make you feel like a failure. That night, you sat alone, a question echoing inside you: Does he really love me? Or is he just kind and insensitive? Am I being unfair to him now? And before you could find an answer, there was a light knock on the door. Matthew stood there, his eyes calm, and said, “I know I don’t have your heart, and maybe I never will… but I don’t want you to feel alone. I won’t ask you for love, just let me be by your side… as long as you don’t mind.”

Guevara

You were a captivatingly beautiful girl, captivating in your gaze, with a breathtaking presence that took your breath away without you even making an effort. Your life went on quietly, without any notable ups and downs, until one day everything changed. A strange man, named Guevara, whom you knew nothing about except for his gaze that always followed you from afar, kidnapped you without warning. He was frighteningly obsessed with you, seeing in you something irresistible, something he couldn't live without. He tried hard to trap you in the net of his love, to extract even a spark of feelings from you, but you were stubborn and unyielding. You didn't allow your heart to submit to him, and you gave him nothing but coldness and rejection. Despite all his attempts, you didn't weaken; instead, you grew more stubborn day after day, until your condition began to deteriorate. You refused to eat and to speak, as if you had decided to resist his presence with deadly silence. One night, as you sat in the corner of the room, body exhausted and soul weary, Guevara suddenly approached you. He sat in front of you with a tense expression, but his eyes were burning with anger and desire. He suddenly reached out and grabbed your mouth forcefully with one hand, while the other held a piece of food. He forcefully forced it into your mouth, not caring about your refusal, and said in a thick voice that exuded control and anger: “I didn’t kidnap you so that you would defy me like this… Come on, eat! Don’t force me to do what I don’t want to do.”

Ethan

You are a woman in your early thirties. Separated from your husband.. and you live with your young son who is 5 years old in an apartment alone and because you work long hours you put your young son with your sterile neighbor who is unable to have children.. In your opinion she was a kind person to your son Ethan. However, when you take him from her you find him.. taciturn.. never talks and very afraid.. always says that he is afraid of his neighbor.. and that she hits him badly but you did not believe him. saying to him.. No Ethan she loves you. You trusted her very much.. despite your attempts, your son Ethan in an attempt not to. go to her.. Days passed and one time while you were returning home and opened the door you find something that makes your heart drop to the ground. You find your son Ethan on the ground, his neck almost separated from his body. His stomach is slit open and his entrails are visible inside.. The sight made you freeze in place... Inside his stomach was pork food. Inside was a letter. You took a letter while trembling. When you read what was inside, you froze. It said, “What do you think of a gift from your barren neighbor? I hope you like it.” You remained silent, staring at your son’s lifeless body in front of you. You fell to your knees in front of his body, crying hard. Guilt? For not listening to Ethan? You decided to take revenge in your own way. Your own.

illusion

One day, two girls were born in a hospital, but a tragic mistake led to their switching without anyone realizing it. You went to a wealthy family, not your real family, while the other baby went to your poor family. Seventeen years passed since that incident, during which you grew up surrounded by the wealthy family, who mistook you for their daughter. Your brother hated you intensely, with or without reason, and was always getting into fights and conflicts with you. As for your mother, she instilled arrogance and pride in you from a young age, until that arrogance took root within you and you became a miniature version of her. Your father, despite his status and prestige, was the kindest and most compassionate towards you, trying to mitigate your mother's harshness and your brother's coldness. One day, while reviewing some old papers and reminiscing about the past, he discovered the shocking truth: you were not his real daughter. He froze for a moment, then preferred to remain silent, fearing for your feelings. He knew this shock could break your heart. As the days passed, the dispute between him and your mother escalated. He saw her way of raising you as arrogant and haughty, so he accused her of being the reason for your changed personality, but she responded violently, defending herself. In a moment of anger and explosion, when he couldn't control his nerves, your father shouted at her, saying, "She's not even your daughter!"

Marcel

You were a girl who lived a happy life, the fate brought you together with the love of your life, "Marcel", so he was a loving husband, affectionate, whose heart knows only you. Together, you lived four years of love and understanding, as if it were a paradise that was woven from tenderness. There was no confirmation between you, for love alone was the master of the situation at every moment. But ... everything changed in a fateful day, when you received news like a thunderbolt: Marcel has died. Their words came to you with sadness, loaded with mystery ... "We did not find his body, only some of his clothes are torn on the edge of the forest." You tried to deny, to cling to any hope, but the truth was like a sword, tearing your heart without mercy. You collapsed, you cried until your eyes dried up. Months passed on you as if they were ever ... then years. You tried to get up, you tried to forget that horrific incident, convinced yourself that life was not waiting for anyone. After two years of sadness and emptiness, you decided to go ahead. A good man, honest, give you safety. I was afraid of the idea at first, but you eventually got married without Marcel, and you convinced your heart that the memory is not enough to make life. The days passed ... and at an evening, and you are back from a family visit, the sky was cloudy, and the air carries the smell of rain, you stopped your car in front of the house, and you started collecting your belongings in preparation for the descending, when you shouted from the angle of your eye a man standing in the dark ... his body is familiar ... his steps are hesitant ... and his clothes are torn. You got out of the car with fear, you stare well, and if you freeze in your place ... "Marcel?!" He was ... with his features that did not leave your memory one day, but his face is pale, and his eyes are cloudy, as if he was returning from the same death. He approached you with stumbling steps, and his eyes tweeted with tears, then ran suddenly, and hugged you strongly, as if he was afraid that you would waste from him again. He was crying hard on your shoulder, his voice is broken, and his heart trembles in your arms, and he said with burning: "Why? ... Why did you leave me?! Did you not say that you will remain for me forever? Is it really ... is you really married to others?!"

Carlos

Carles called you one evening, his voice calm as he said: "Come to the house, my mother wants to see you so we can talk about our engagement." Your heart filled with joy, and you didn’t hesitate. You hung up the phone and began getting ready, wearing your most beautiful dress, standing in front of the mirror, looking at yourself with a shy smile, as if you were getting closer to a dream you had long awaited. You left, your heart full of hope, and every step carried a beautiful image of what was about to happen. When you arrived and knocked on the door, it opened quickly, but you didn’t receive the welcome you expected. Suddenly, you felt a hand pulling you inside with a light but surprising force. You weren’t given a moment to understand what was happening… and as soon as you opened your eyes to comprehend, you found him directly above you, pinning you down on the bed, as if he had decided everything his own way without giving you a chance to refuse or even understand. Your breathing quickened, and your mind was caught between shock and disbelief. This was not what you came for, and not the meeting you had imagined. You quickly looked up at him, your voice coming out tense: "Where is your mother?" He smiled coldly and said calmly: "She’s not here… we’ll discuss our engagement here."

Julian

You are "Vanty," a policewoman, and everyone underestimates you because you are a girl in the police. They gave you a simple job in traffic, and every attempt you made to join a mission was met with mockery: "You are not fit to work in the police." This upset you a lot, but you didn't give up. One day, a criminal named Julian appeared, selling drugs cleverly. You tried to arrest him, but he mocked you: "You? A policewoman? Hahaha… don’t even try." You secretly recorded him, knowing that no one would believe you without proof. When they heard the recording, they were shocked. The whole police force was afraid of a hired killer threatening the city, and no one wanted to help you with the case. You confronted them, so the police chief gave you a week: "Vanty, if you don’t catch him within the week, you will bear the responsibility." You went to Julian and asked for his help, but he refused. Yet you didn’t back down and blackmailed him with the recording: "This way you know you can’t lie to me. Cooperate, or everyone will know what you’re doing." Forced, Julian agreed to help you and gave you information,

Vladimir

You were a kind girl who had only one friend named Vladimir, and he was your whole world. You used to tell him everything, whether small or simple, about your day, your dreams, even trivial moments that mattered to no one but him. Sometimes he listened with a smile, sometimes distracted, but he did not interrupt you so he would not hurt you. One day, while you were speaking excitedly about something that had happened, he seemed tired and stressed. Suddenly, he exploded in your face, saying: “Be quiet, you talk too much. Are you a radio?” You froze in place and looked at him in shock, as if the words had slapped you. Your eyes filled with tears, but you said nothing. You quietly closed your notebook, picked up your bag, and walked away. The next day at university, you began to ignore him completely. You sat in a distant seat, avoided looking at him, and even when he passed near you in the hallway, you pretended not to see him. The silence between you became heavier than any argument. Vladimir could not that for long. He noticed the paleness of your face, your unusual quietness, and the absence of your laughter. One day, he followed you outside the lecture hall, held your hand, and pulled you gently this time. Anger was mixed with clear regret in his eyes, and he said in a broken voice: “Mai, please talk… I can’t this anymore. I was wrong, but your silence hurts me. Say something, Mai.”

Pirlo

Since childhood, a bold personality grew within you. Despite your family’s attempts to make you a gentle girl, they could not change your daring and mischievous nature. You lived in a small village, and near it stretched vast forests surrounded by a legend about a werewolf named بيرلو (Birlo) that terrified the villagers. But by nature, you did not believe the myth and told your friends so. They challenged you to go, and you agreed immediately, going with your friend despite his hesitation. At midnight, you reached the forest and called out, “Birlo! Birlo!” Nothing appeared, just as you expected. You muttered mockingly, saying, “Ridiculous.” You turned to your friend and said, “See? There is no monster. Let’s go back.” But suddenly, you felt burning breaths behind you… It was him, in the form of a black wolf.

Aiden

You were a naturally reckless girl, living life with a fiery spirit that didn't know balance, but you were kind, and kindness was an integral part of you. You graduated from university with a decent GPA, and grades weren't your concern; life was your true school. Then you met "Aiden," a calm young man like the breeze. He saw something different in you; he loved your frankness, your childish impetuousness, and your tolerance as you were. He would always say with a smile, "I love you in all your states, even when you get angry for the most trivial reason." Two years passed after you met, and then he asked for your hand in marriage, and you agreed without hesitation. You got married, and a year passed before you found out you were pregnant. Aiden's joy was indescribable. He kept talking to your belly every night, promising his baby girl that he would be a wonderful father. Then, "Saira," your firstborn, was born. She resembled you in features, but was as calm as her father. You loved to annoy her with your childish way, pinching her cheek or teasing her to see her reaction. One evening, you saw her sleeping in her father's arms, while he sang softly to her. You gently approached them and pinched her cheek lightly. She woke up crying. Aiden looked up at you, smiled gently, and said, "If I hadn't touched you that day... this little girl wouldn't be crying in my arms right now."

The killer Issin

You are a girl specialized in botany. You entered the forest on a scientific mission, advancing until you reached the last tree you were responsible for nourishing, and you completed your work with care. As you turned to leave, you saw someone standing near three corpses, calmly burying one of them as if it were an ordinary act. You froze in shock and stepped back instinctively, breaking a dry branch beneath your foot and revealing your presence. The killer turned toward you immediately. You hesitated for a moment, then ran in terror, but he quickly caught up to you and seized you violently. As fear tore through you, a question echoed inside your mind: Is this my end? He tied you to the trunk of a tree and returned to bury the bodies as if you did not exist. When he finished, he took you to his house, dragged you down into a dark basement, and locked the door tightly. He stood before you, looked at you coldly, and said: “I can’t kill you now… but your end is near.”

Diego

You were considered a nice girl by everyone, but your stubbornness was a significant aspect of your personality. You loved challenges, seeking them out like someone looking for fire to test their endurance. Problems didn't scare you; you saw them as an adventure that must be taken. One day, your friends challenged you to break into the house of your neighbor, Diego, a strange man, about whom many things are said… some describe him as crazy, others see him as perpetually angry. Although he was your colleague at work, he didn't talk to anyone and didn't participate in any social activities. He preferred solitude and wouldn't allow anyone to get close to his private world. Never one to refuse a challenge, you accepted the bet. The next day, you waited until evening, then crept towards his house with cautious steps. The house seemed silent, as if it were deserted. Thinking he wasn't there, you pushed open the door quietly, only to find it strangely open. You entered hesitantly, your heart pounding… the silence suffocating you, and an old smell permeating the place. You climbed the wooden stairs leading to the upper floor, each step you took making a soft creak that almost gave away your presence. Suddenly, while you were halfway up the stairs, a faint, familiar voice was heard… a thick tone that cut through the silence and froze your blood: “Who gave you permission to enter my house?” You turned quickly, to find him standing right behind you… “Diego,” taller than you thought, broad-shouldered, his eyes blazing with anger, and in his hand a sharp knife, glinting in the dim light that filtered in from the window behind him. He stood there, not moving, his breathing heavy, his gaze as if it were piercing you. You froze in place, not knowing whether it was from fear or shock, as the voice wasn’t a scream… it was calm, but charged with anger and threat. He said again, in a deeper tone, "Haven't you learned not to mess with strangers?"

Sylvain

You lived your life like any ordinary girl, until you grew up and married a man named Sylvan. Although your marriage was traditional, he was a righteous and loving husband who gave you a sense of safety. But fate did not grant you much time together; he was struck by a serious illness that ended his life in a painful end. Losing him was devastating, yet with time you learned to live with his absence. Five years after his death, a mysterious curse fell upon your town—a monster that inhabits the bodies of the dead and reanimates them without souls, spreading terror among the people. Homes were shut at night, and no one dared to confront it, and you alone were capable of breaking the curse. On a dark night, you walked through the city streets beneath a clouded sky, the echo of your footsteps resounding through empty alleys. You heard a sound behind you, and when you turned around, the blood froze in your veins; it was Sylvan, your husband who had died five years earlier, with the monster having taken over his body. His eyes were lifeless, and he advanced toward you with terrifying slowness, while you stepped back in shock.

Joseph

You thought your life was safe with your morals, success, and boundaries; there was no arrogance in you, only dignity and self-confidence that few could understand. Okaero, known for his many affairs, approached you, but you rejected him, wounding his pride, not his heart. Your husband chose you to break your pride despite you being conservative and successful. After you became pregnant, he deceived you by showing a video with his lover, proving he never loved you and that his only goal was to break you, then he expelled you, causing a severe shock that led to miscarriage and a deterioration of your mental state through no fault of your own. After a year, he returned at the request of his mother, who welcomed him weeping and trembling, accompanied by his father’s new wife. Your father, Joseph, was different; he loved you sincerely, was handsome despite his age, and despite being married, he married you. He loved you deeply and never denied you any request, and you accepted him to break Okaero, making him taste what he had done to you before. Okaero looked at you one last time before leaving the house with his lover, and you stood beside your father Joseph.

Theo

You were a girl who never stayed silent about her rights—sharp-tongued and strong in stance. You had a younger brother who was the complete opposite of you: quiet, weak-willed, and you always protected and defended him. He often told you about someone named “Theo,” mentioning his name with fear, but you had never seen him before and didn’t take it seriously. One day, you went with your brother to school and left him for a few seconds to take care of something simple. When you returned, you saw him standing frozen in fear in front of a tall, broad-built boy. You immediately realized—it was Theo. You rushed toward him without hesitation and stood between him and your brother. You grabbed his wrist and struck him, but he did not fall. Your anger flared, and you said to him sharply and as a warning: “Stay away from my brother, or I will kill you.” Theo looked at you with defiance, a provocative smile forming on his lips, and said: “And what will you do if I say I won’t stay away from him?”

The sea god Poseidon

In this world full of surprises, beneath a sky teeming with ancient legends, there existed different gods who ruled the realms. You grew up with a fear hidden deep in your heart, one you never spoke of. According to old traditions, each year a girl with specific traits was chosen to marry a god, so that together they might give birth to a demigod. When it was discovered that your features matched perfectly—blue eyes, golden hair, and doll-like features—the choice fell upon you this year. You were forced to marry the god of the sea, Poseidon, as cold as the depths of his vast waters. They prepared you and dressed you in a white gown that only enhanced your beauty. You stood there with the sea behind you and the sky on the verge of rain, while before you stood the people, watching in silence—among them, your family. Suddenly, you felt a cold hand grasp yours, and before you could turn around, you were pulled into the depths of the ocean in an instant. You found yourself submerged in the water, the land above you. You found no one, then you heard a calm whisper say: “Welcome to my kingdom, my human wife.” You turned to find Poseidon standing before you, with golden hair, blue eyes, prominent muscles, and a presence that filled the space.

Arish

You were a nice and beautiful girl, living a quiet, normal life that is not tainted by many fluctuations. In your university years, you got to know a young man named "Aris", who was so nice to make his presence a comfort for your soul, and his smile to heal your daily fluctuations. You studied together, sat next to you in the halls, shared your laughter and fatigue, anxiety before the exams, and victory after success. With the passage of time, the relationship between the two of you was documented, as it was not just a study colleague, but rather a heart that adjacent to your heart in secret, and a love that is silent under the shadows of modesty. You graduated together, and stood by your side, applauding you proudly, while your eyes are looking for it before you are looking for anyone else. Your relationship lasted three years, three years of sincere love, long messages, secret dates, and the hopes that you woven together for the future. But when your father learned of your relationship with "Aris", his anger caught like a storm. He did not see anything respected in love, but rather considered him a betrayal of ruthless habits. He prevented you from seeing him, and threatened you to deprive you of everything if you continue with him. You tried to understand him ... I cried in front of him, I begged him to give "Ares" an opportunity, I told him how much a respectable young man, gentle, kind -hearted, but there is no life for those who call. Your father had decided, and his decisions were not broken. In a moment, you broke your heart, forcing you to marry a man you do not know, you only have a name and date in a hall that was adorned with flowers ... not with love. The wedding day came, your white dress looked like a shroud hiding a broken spirit. While everyone is celebrating, you were bleeding from the inside, your eyes are loose looking for one face in the crowd, for "Aris". While you are moving towards the altar, he turned to the far side of the hall, there, behind the adornment, next to the curtains, I saw him ... I saw his shoulders looked at every tear, and his lips shivered and whispered broken on his tongueI lost it

George

Your life was ordinary, like any other girl’s. You fell in love with a man named George, and you were the most beautiful couple, as everyone testified. But you made that mistake when you entered into a relationship with him without marriage or even an engagement. After some time, you discovered that you were pregnant. Fear and shame overwhelmed you, so you decided to run away and leave George without a farewell. He did not give up searching for you, while you gave birth to your daughter, Yara. Months after her birth, you slept with Yara beside you. Then you suddenly woke up feeling cold and found that Yara was gone. Panic seized you, and you searched for her until you went down to the ground floor, where you were shocked by what you saw: many men surrounding one man sitting by the window, holding the baby and playing with her. His face was not unfamiliar; it was George. When he noticed you, he approached calmly, lifted your chin harshly, and said: “How cruel your heart is. Were you trying to run away from me with my daughter? Did you think running away from me would be easy?”

Noah

You are an ordinary girl like any other. You grew up and married a man named Noah. Noah was a good man, and your marriage to him was very traditional and calm. A year passed after your marriage, then Noah received an invitation from his family for dinner. He agreed and asked you to come with him. During the visit, you noticed that Noah’s brother was looking at you with uncomfortable glances. After dinner, you went to the kitchen to drink some water. His brother followed you, grabbed you, covered your mouth, and took advantage of the fact that no one was in the kitchen. He forced you into his room and assaulted you against your will. When he was done, he left as if nothing had happened. You left immediately without telling your husband, fearing that he might misunderstand or divorce you. However, Noah sensed that something was wrong. Without your knowledge, he searched and investigated until he discovered the truth. Rage consumed him, so he went to his brother and, the next day, brought him before you. He threw him at your feet and placed a knife in your hand calmly, saying, “Do whatever you want with him.” Then he looked at his brother and said firmly, “Apologize to her, or I will kill you with my own hands.”

John

You were thirteen years old, living in a poor village, when you were assaulted by a stranger. You tried to escape, but it was no use… and then he fled, leaving your screams to drown out, as if no one had heard you. Ten years passed, years that were an unending hell for you. You grew older, but the wound didn't heal; it remained, present every night, every path you walked alone. Even the villagers noticed your change and your prolonged silence, but you never dared to speak the truth. One day, as you returned home, you paused at the market entrance for a few seconds after hearing laughter nearby. You turned around… and the truth hit you like a thunderbolt. You saw him. The same face that had shattered you. He stood confidently and calmly among the people, well-known, with all eyes turning to him respectfully. His wife was beside him, holding his hand and laughing as if she lived with a man without a dark past. As for you, you froze. You felt as if all ten years had fallen on you at once. You stumbled a small step backward, your hand trembling involuntarily, but at that moment he turned… and saw you. He said nothing. Just a brief, confused glance, as if he were trying to recall a face he knew but didn't want to acknowledge. As if he hadn't destroyed you… as if he hadn't done anything at all.

Mikey

You are a normal, beautiful girl living a very normal life, studying in a university and striving to get the highest grades. Once upon a time, you met someone who studies with you. In the same university. You never knew what was inside him. He was quiet and didn't make a sound. He was trying to get your attention, but he wasn't your type. You considered him just your brother. But one day everything changed when you suddenly disappeared. Days and weeks passed without a trace of you. You opened your eyes. You saw Mikey in front of you. You were tied to a chair, your hands up to your feet. Mikey's appearance was strange and terrifying. He wasn't the same quiet person you knew. He approached you and sat on the floor right in front of you. You looked at him, saying, "Why?" in a trembling voice. "I didn't tell you anything." He took your hand and started pulling your nails out of your skin. You started screaming, "Stop, please, stop." He didn't care. He said coldly, "Either I get you or you die in his arms without anyone knowing about you." He kept pulling your nails out while you screamed and cried in pain. He yelled at you, "Stop screaming, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," and laughed hysterically.

Nicola

I was an ordinary girl living with my father, and since childhood I had a friend named Nikola. Nikola was a wonderful and cheerful person with me, and my father had given a promise to Nikola’s father that we would be together and get married when we grew up. But something happened that separated us, and I grew up without knowing anything about him. As the years passed, I became a cinema star and a famous actress. As for him, he returned to the country as a changed man and became the head of a mafia. Despite that, I did not care about the matter; I had grown up far away from him and devoted my attention to my new series. There was a romantic scene between me and the male lead, and I had to perform it, and I was preparing for that. But suddenly I saw Nikola standing in front of me. It turned out that he had left an important meeting and come to me. He looked at me and said firmly, “You will not do it. You will not act in this role. You are under my protection.”

Kyle

> You were a fatherless girl since birth, living with your mother and supporting her in her life. Until you were thirteen years old, your mother decided to marry a man named "Kyle." At first, Kyle acted like a father to you, especially with your mother around, until she felt reassured by him. But everything changed when your mother traveled abroad, and you were left alone with him. That night, he seemed like a stranger to you, not a father. He approached you in a bad way, and when you were about to scream, he put his hand over your mouth, whispering in a low voice: "Just shut up..."

Johan

You are a beautiful girl who grew up quietly in a stable family, raised with values, and graduated after years of hard work to help others. Your life was calm until the day that changed everything. Your phone rang; it was your friend, the well-known doctor, anxious. He asked you to come immediately without explaining why, and a sense of duty pushed you to go. At his office, he told you something shocking: he had a patient in a psychiatric hospital, a man who had lost his wife and had killed her in a drunken rage, now living in total collapse. Silence fell, then you asked calmly: "What is his name?" "His name is Johan… and he is there," he replied softly. You hesitated, then agreed, despite the heaviness in your chest. He took you to the hospital and left you at a cold room, silent and tense. As soon as you opened the door, Johan turned to you. He wore a large white shirt, his hair long and messy, his eyes exhausted. Shock widened his eyes at your resemblance to his late wife. He rushed to you and hugged you tightly, trembling, breath broken, and said in a pleading, delirious voice: "Rose? Is that you? Don’t leave me… They hate me, they hurt me with the shocker. Tell them you’re alive… beg them… please."

Blake Your lover

Moments before the start of her highly anticipated performance, she waits eagerly despite her nervousness; it's the performance she's been rehearsing for months. Her phone rings with a message. She grabs it and freezes when she sees the pictures sent by an unknown person. It's a picture of her boyfriend with her best friend. She feels pain to her heart, pulling her from her reverie. They told her the show would begin. She walks absentmindedly, but tries to calm herself. The show begins and she starts dancing, trying not to look at the audience so she doesn't see Blake, her boyfriend, and remember his betrayal. She dances gracefully despite the thoughts and pain in her head. A tape is pulled down, her friend holds onto it and dances with it. Now she will share the aerial silks dance with her friend. When they are at the top of the strip and dancing together, her eyes meet her friend's. She drifts off into her thoughts again, then suddenly loses her balance and tries to grab hold of her. Her friend tries to catch her, but she falls from a great height. The audience screams in fear. Blake stands there, stunned.

Isaac

In this city, you lived like any ordinary girl; you studied, then entered university, and there you met a young man named Isaac. He was kind, and your heart became attached to him. Your relationship lasted two years, filled with promises and beautiful moments. But everything collapsed when you saw him cheating on you with another girl. It was a harsh shock that completely changed his image in your eyes. You looked at him coldly and said, “From today, I do not want to see you.” Then you left without waiting for any explanation. Months passed. You suffered, then healed, and learned how to live without him. One calm evening, while you were driving your car, you heard a loud crash. You got out quickly and found a shattered motorcycle and someone lying near it. It was Isaac. It seemed his motorcycle had accidentally collided with your car after he lost control. He raised his eyes to you and said in a tired voice, “Sorry… I didn’t mean that.”

Mikey

By nature, you often found yourself in trouble because of your recklessness and impulsiveness, even at school, despite your striking beauty. Yet there was one person who was different from everyone else: Mikey. He never interfered and never tried to draw your attention; he simply watched you from afar in long silence. One day, you sought refuge in the singing room to escape your distress. You closed the door, stood in front of the mirror, and sang alone a song whose meaning you did not know, reassured that no one was around, repeating: “Mine is big… very big.” Your voice was sincere, combining innocence and boldness. You did not know that Mikey had been standing behind the door for some time, listening, his heart pounding as he hesitated between leaving and entering. Suddenly, the door opened quietly. You stopped and turned in shock, seeing him standing there with a look caught between surprise and curiosity. He said in a low but clear voice: “Do you love him because he is big… or do you not know the meaning of what you are singing?”

Gabriel

You are a strong woman, carrying a past full of losses. After your brother was killed in a mysterious incident while trying to stop a car theft, everything inside you changed. He was not just a brother, but your only support, leaving behind sleepless questions and an unhealed wound. You return to the city under the identity of a substitute teacher at Lenthrop High, the same school where your brother met his end. You came to teach, but your true goal is to uncover the truth behind his death. Before he died, your brother left you his most precious trust: his daughter. You take on her protection, especially as she is a student at the same school. In her eyes lie sorrow and anger mirroring your own, and over time, the hesitation between you turns into a deep bond. You discover that the school hides a criminal network, with some teachers involved in dismantling stolen cars under a corrupt administration. You continue your investigation in secret until you uncover the killer. Then a man with long black hair and sharp features bursts in, pointing a weapon at you, his men behind him. His name is Gabriel, one of the network’s leaders, known for his coldness and cruelty, and he says: “I have stained my hands with your brother’s blood before… and now you will join him.”

Matthew

You were a girl living an ordinary life, residing alone in a private house. Recently, news had spread about a dangerous killer named Matthew who had escaped from justice, so you became more cautious and started returning home early to avoid risks. One evening, as you were on your way back home carrying grocery bags for your new recipe, you suddenly felt a heavy presence behind you. Before you could turn around or understand what was happening, someone grabbed you from behind, tightening his arm around you and pressing a cold knife against your neck. It was Matthew himself. Your breathing quickened, and the world around you seemed to freeze. Suddenly, the sound of police sirens broke the silence. Within moments, the police surrounded the area in a tight circle, flashing lights illuminating the tense faces. Matthew let out a mocking laugh, tightened his grip on you, and shouted defiantly, “If you come any closer, I’ll kill her.”

Ricardo

You were a beautiful, ambitious girl who knew no fear. After graduating, you met a man named "Ricardo." He was kind to you, even though you knew he worked for the Special Intelligence Service and had a reputation for being dangerous. You loved him wholeheartedly and fell in love with him without hesitation. You didn't listen to the warnings of your family and friends who told you, "Stay away from him. He's a mysterious man who can't be trusted." But everything changed that dark night... You were sitting with him when suddenly silence fell, and a cruelty you'd never known before took over his features. You were shocked when you saw him raise his gun directly to your head, his eyes shining with suspicion and accusation. Then he said in a cold, harsh voice, "I suspect you... You could be a danger to us. Tell me the truth... Tell me now before I empty these bullets into your head."

John

You were a very beautiful girl, you have a presence that captivates hearts before the eyes, and eyes carry a mixture of tenderness and stubbornness. I studied at the university with insistence and ambition, and you were filling the college corridors with your quiet step and your contemplative looks. There, I got to know "John", the young man who sat in the same row, was not distinctively special, but his heart was pure, and his smile is warm as a spring dawn. With the passage of time, your heart began to tend to it without knowing, little by little, as if he had infiltrated your depths through his kindness and noble treatment, until you are waiting for his daily meeting, as if someone waiting for his breath to live. But fear was your permanent companion ... you are afraid that you will make him feel your feelings, to reject you, or to move away. You chose a strange way to hide your love ... you were always quarreling with it. You make anger for the most trivial reasons, attacked him with sharp words, while your heart screams, "I love him!", But silently. How much you were hoping to notice, to understand, to turn to stubbornness to see your burning heart ... but he did not. Nevertheless, he remained nice with you. He was meeting your severity with calmness, and your confused smile with two somers eyes. He never abandoned you, but he kept treating you as if he knew that behind your cruelty feelings were not said. One day ... everything was normal, the atmosphere is calm, and the sun began to tend towards absenteeism. You were talking, as usual, in the university square, that moment was different, you were about to leave behind the wall of silence, to finally tell him ... but the universe decided to tamper with your fate. A sudden sound fractured the atmosphere, and a light bullet came from an unknown location. Then I saw him ... I saw the bullet penetrated the chest of "John", and you saw the blood from it as a pain of pain, and his eyes can be amazed and pain. You did not understand what happened in the beginning, everything was quickly, as if time stopped for a while and then rushed with a brutal. He fell into your lap, heavy and trembling, and his blood overwhelms your hands and garment. His brightness was short and interrupted, and you were screaming in his name, trying to stop the bleeding with two caught hands, and your heart falls with every drop of blood flowing. "John !! No ... do not die ... please do not!" You approached his face, embraced his head with your arms, and whispered with a suffocating voice: "I had to tell you before ... but I did not do ... I did not tell you how much I love you ... how much I adore you!" He opened his eyes with difficulty, he looked at you, his looks were full of pain and surprise, and at the same time with tranquility ... as if hearing those words was sufficient to give him a last peace. He whispered in a faint voice while bleeding: "I knew ... despite everything, I knew ... but hearing her now ... makes the pain easier."

Klaus

You were a nice girl, beautiful features, your features of calmness and tenderness. You graduated from the university after years of ijtihad, and married a man named "Klaus", despite his clear cruelty and coldness often, but some of his moments with you were carrying something kind of kindness, which made you stick to a small hope that he might change one day. Two years have passed since your marriage, the days passed between a fragile and fragile calm, until a day when you were invited to a large party held in one of the palaces. You wore your dress quietly, decorated your hair without exaggeration, and you went with Klaus to the ceremony. The ceremony was filled with people, noise, lights and high music, and everything looked normal ... until that moment. You felt thirsty, so you stood on the side of your husband and went to the back corner of the hall, where the beverage tables were distributed away from the noise. As soon as you approached one of the pillars, you felt a shade behind you, you turned terror ... to find in front of your husband's brother, his eyes are full of strange and frightening looks. Before you can escape or scream, hold you harshly, and pulled you into a dark side corridor, far from the eyes. You tried to resist, tried to scream, but high music swallowed your voice, no one heard you. You begged him, I cried, I wanted to move away ... but he did not care. I violate the force, leave you broken body and spirit, then withdraw as if something was not. You collapsed on the floor, your hand on your mouth prevents the pain of pain, your eyes are mired in hot tears. After a few minutes of shock, you stood up with difficulty, and went to your husband at a faltering pace, your face is pale, your hands shivered. - "Klaus ..." is a broken voice, and your tears are falling, then you listened to what happened, and you are all hope that his bosom is the last safety for you. But his shock was not as you thought, but slapped you with a harsh response: - "What is this accusation against my brother?!" He said it, stare at you angrily, "Do you think I will believe you and lie to my brother?!"

Andre

You were a girl who lived with untouchable pride. You didn't allow anyone to get close to your boundaries, neither your heart nor your body. You were a master at the art of rejection, and a master at making men feel like they were standing before an impenetrable wall. Everyone who tried to get close to you returned with disappointment and a scar. You didn't soften, you didn't weaken, and you didn't allow anyone to make you feel less than what you were. But there was... "Andrei," the one who didn't know the taste of rejection. He was bold, impulsive, and saw in you a challenge he must break. And when he received your slap one evening, he didn't forget, but rather suppressed the anger in his heart, and a dark urge stirred within him... He promised himself to subjugate you, not out of love or desire, but to avenge his wounded pride. One night, silence surprised you... and the world disappeared from you in a dark moment. You woke up slowly... your head felt heavy, your limbs felt cold, and the iron chains clinging your wrists upwards creaked... your body no longer covered as you always knew it was. You opened your eyes and found him standing there... calm as a storm before an explosion. “You were bragging about your untouchable image,” he said in a cold voice, without blinking. “Let’s see now, how long can you hold out?”

Darias

You were a beautiful girl named Rose. You opened your eyes to a life that never resembled your dreams. You lived in a house that lacked warmth, and you had a half-brother named Darias. He saw you as nothing but the cause of his tragedy, blaming you for his mother’s death, believing that his father’s marriage to your mother was the shock that ended her life. Darias treated you with daily hostility, provoking arguments over the smallest things and pouring his anger onto you without mercy. Despite your repeated attempts to understand his pain and endure his cruelty, his heart remained closed, seeing you only as an enemy. He would lose his temper quickly, as if your very presence ignited his rage. One day, you were sitting quietly in the kitchen, sipping your coffee and trying to steal a rare moment of peace. Silence filled the place before Darias stormed in, his eyes burning with anger. Without warning, he grabbed a bottle of water and hurled it at you violently, but it missed you and struck the wall behind you instead. The glass shattered, and water splashed across the room. You froze in place, your heart pounding with fear, realizing that this house would never be a safe haven for you.

Dennis

You were a British girl, born to British parents, but fate and circumstances led you into exile with your family to Russia. You tried many times to learn the Russian language, yet you never succeeded in mastering it, and English remained the only language you spoke. On the other side, there was a young man named Denis, Russian by nationality, studying at the same university. He appeared strong in personality before everyone, but he hid a sincere love for you deep in his heart. Despite his shyness, he finally decided to confess his feelings. He wrote a sentence on a board: “Can I become your boyfriend?” Then he raised it calmly in front of you, waiting for your response. You looked at the words without understanding their meaning, and an awkward silence filled the moment, carrying a hint of humor. You lifted your eyes to him and spoke in English, the only language you knew: “What is this?” At that moment, he looked at you, his cheeks turning red, and realized that you did not understand the Russian language.

Prince Ricardo

You are a girl—no, a princess of a kingdom and its heir after your father, the king. You grew up and reached adulthood, then married the prince and your silent guard, Ricardo. He was gentle with you, your only refuge, loving you sincerely and devoting his life to protecting you. As days and months passed, wars erupted between kingdoms, and the screams of victims echoed everywhere, planting deep fear and trauma within you. One day, you collapsed and lost consciousness. When you woke up, you could not remember Ricardo at all, despite his repeated attempts to restore your memory. You remembered only your family, and you felt afraid of him for no reason. You stayed in your father’s palace until a letter arrived from him saying, “I only want one dance with you, please.” Despite your hesitation, your family encouraged you to go, hoping your memories might return. So you went to him wearing your royal dress. The moment he saw you, he broke down in tears behind his helmet and began to dance with you—the very same dance you had shared at your magnificent wedding—hoping you might remember him.

Ethan

You lived a calm and happy married life with your husband, Ethan, and were blessed with a child who was an exact reflection of him in features and smile. The days passed peacefully, until that day came which turned everything upside down. The police arrived at your home without prior warning, and without any explanation they took Ethan away on a charge he had not committed, saying it was nothing more than a routine investigation. Before they took him, he turned to you and your child, a forced reassurance in his eyes, and said, “Do not worry, I will return once this matter is resolved.” A heavy month passed with no news of him, your nerves slowly wearing away between fear and waiting, until one night you heard a faint knock at the door. You ran to open it, only to find Ethan collapsed on the doorstep, his body exhausted, strange puncture marks and bruises covering him, bearing witness to brutal torture.

Arman

You're a girl who works at a famous Dior cosmetics and perfume store, yet you're poor and your financial situation isn't great. You give your followers the impression that you're a celebrity, posting daily updates filled with luxury and extravagance to deceive them and yourself along with them. One day, while you were photographing some new cosmetics in the store, a luxurious black car parked in front caught your eye. Its dazzling shine drew you in unconsciously. You looked around to make sure no one was watching, then confidently walked out to take a picture next to it as if it were your own car. You smiled for the camera with feigned confidence, but suddenly, the front window slowly rolled down, revealing a man with imposing features and chillingly cold gray eyes. He said in an angry, low voice, "What are you doing near my car?"

Sam

During a war between Turkey and Korea, you were a ten-year-old Korean girl who had lost your entire family in the war. You stood silently among the rubble, shocked, until you saw a Turkish soldier quietly approaching. He knelt and said gently, “Come here.” He took your hand and held you, adding with a smile, “My name is Sam, don’t worry, I’m here.” He took you with him and the Turkish soldiers. At first, they did not accept having a girl from the enemy among them, but your kindness made them love you. Sam focused on making you smile, and even though you did not understand his language, you smiled at him. He decided to name you “Ella” because you resembled the moon. He would hold you whenever you remembered your family or felt sad. Gradually, you became attached to him, and one day you said to him, “Papa,” for the first time. He smiled, cried silently, and embraced you. During the four years of war and suffering, he never stopped loving you and treating you as his child. After the war ended, your aunt, your father’s sister, appeared and claimed you. You were unwilling and did not want to leave Sam, but he held you gently, while your tears fell as you said, “Don’t leave me.” He wiped your tears and said, “Be an obedient girl, and I apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

Daniel

You are a beautiful and kind girl with everyone and everyone loves and respects you because of your kindness. You met a guy named Daniel. Daniel is kind to you. He considers you his sister. But you loved him secretly until you opened your heart to him. Until you were surprised by his rejection of you, saying that he doesn't love you and that you are just a passing friend to him. His words silently broke your heart. You moved away from him when he talked to you, moving away more and more until one day you were sitting on the couch in your house until you heard a knock on the door. You went and opened the door to find Daniel, his eyes red from crying, and without a word he came in and hugged you while crying hard, hugging you with all his strength, saying I saw her with another man but I still love her, I love her... very much.. What should I do? He kept hugging you while repeating these words that silently broke your heart. He didn't care at all that these words would kill you from the inside.

Criminal X

You were an ordinary journalist, covering crimes as soon as they happened, and despite the harsh situations you faced, you never gave up. On a stormy evening, as if the city itself was hiding beneath a heavy layer of fear, you heard about a sick murderer called “X,” who killed his victims in front of people’s eyes, freezing everyone with terror. You took advantage of the chaos spreading through the place, grabbed your camera, and slipped quietly into the narrow alleys where he was last seen. Faint echoes of screams bounced between the walls until you saw him stabbing his victim with a brutality no mind could fathom. He suddenly lifted his head, and his wandering eyes met yours — a look strong enough to break the bravest of hearts. You turned to run, your steps stumbling over the wet ground, but he rushed after you with an inhuman speed. He grabbed you tightly by the waist, and with his other hand — stained with the blood of his victim — he covered your mouth. He whispered near your ear in a voice cold as poison: “Hush… you will be my next victim.”

Ethan

You are a very beautiful girl, but when you want something, you get it your own way. You use your beauty to get everything. But one day, everything changed when you met Ethan. Ethan was kind and honest to you. You were friends together. But one time... you saw him with another girl when you asked Ethan about her. He said, "Jokingly. Who is she?" I told you, "She's my lover. You acted as if nothing happened, but inside you were collapsing. You loved him. And he didn't even notice. He loved another girl. And became somewhat distant. But despite that, he was kind to you. One day, you planned everything when you called a hired killer to kill his lover. And in a dark, lonely night, the killer silently killed his lover. When Ethan learned that his lover died, he collapsed. When I saw... I was sad on the outside, but happy on the inside because she was mine now. And at her funeral (I did what they say when they say you kill the victim and walk in his funeral procession), I was comforting him, and I was sad for his condition. And sad because he was crying for her. I sat in front of him, and tears were running down my cheeks. They were very sincere, saying, "Don't cry, I'm here with you." I held his cheeks with my small hands, and I wiped his tears with my thumb.

Louis

ou were a beautiful girl, drawing the attention of young men wherever you went, yet your heart knew only one person: Louis. Louis was mute, unable to speak at all, but his silence was not weakness; it was imposing, planting fear in hearts, and it was that very silence that drew you to him and made you love him deeply. He was your guardian, and with his eyes alone he made everyone understand that you were never alone. One day, he surprised you with his decision to undergo a surgical operation to regain his voice. Your heart trembled, and you firmly refused—the chances of success were low, and your fear for him was stronger than any hope. An argument erupted inside his car, and you said anxiously: “Don’t do it. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” He tried to convince you through sign language, insisting on his decision. Angry, you got out of the car and ran, but he followed you until he stood in front of you, tall and unmoving, blocking your path. He looked at you with eyes filled with sorrow and determination, then spoke through sign language: “Don’t run from me, for I cannot call out to you. I used to rely on my silence as a weapon so everyone would fear me, but now I want to regain my voice to be worthy of you, to be a man you can be proud of before the world.”

Your baby Eva

You were a man who possessed every comfort in life, except for the blessing of children. For a long time, that grace was absent from your days. Ten years of heavy waiting passed, until relief finally came in the form of a little girl who seemed like a heavenly gift. When you held her for the first time, you felt as though fate had reconciled with you, and you wove for her wide dreams and a secure future. Eva grew up before your eyes—seven years of innocence and laughter—until that dark day arrived and changed everything. You returned home to find her lying on the ground, motionless. You were stunned by the sight, and when you gathered her into your arms, you realized the horror of the catastrophe: signs of brutal assault, a small body subjected to unbearable mutilation, as if evil itself had passed through this place. Between shock and denial, her final words echoed in your memory, the ones she whispered one morning with a smile: “Daddy, I love you.” They were simple words, yet they became a dagger in your heart, haunting you with every breath. (Will you take revenge on them, or will you remain silent؟

Eccentric Ryan

In a remote town, eerily quiet, where the houses looked alike and the night was heavy, you lived with your husband Ryan in an old house surrounded by trees on every side. The silence in that town seemed as if it was watching every move. One night, as you were getting ready for bed, you heard the sound of water running from the bathroom. You approached cautiously, and when you opened the door, you saw Ryan standing under the water, his appearance exactly identical to his. He turned to you slowly and whispered in a voice that was not his own: “Don’t tell anyone that I’m taking a shower.” You froze in place, then stepped back in terror and began gathering your belongings in a hurry, the decision to escape taking over you. Before you could leave, the front door opened, and the real Ryan walked in, his hair dry, looking at you in confusion. You pulled him inside and told him everything. He walked to check on the matter, but suddenly stopped just before the bathroom, then turned to you with an unnaturally slow movement. A cold smile carrying a silent threat spread across his lips, and he said in a low voice: “Didn’t I ask you not to tell anyone that I’m taking a shower?”

Vasily

You were a beautiful girl, and you had fallen into a relationship with a man named Vasily, a kind man, but there was something strange in his behavior, something you felt but could not explain. Yet, you ignored it, and your relationship continued for a while. Then came the day when Vasily suddenly disappeared. You could not find him anywhere, as if he had never existed in this life. You tried searching for him in vain and lost hope in his return. In your mind, you pictured that he had died under mysterious circumstances, even though there was no evidence, and all of this left your heart weighed down with sorrow and anxiety. After two days of losing hope, you decided to travel and leave everything behind, hoping to forget the pain, carrying a heart heavy with grief and memories. As you headed to board the plane, you suddenly felt something touch you from behind. Before you could turn, someone embraced you tightly and whispered a familiar voice from his heart: "Don’t leave… don’t abandon me… please, I need you."

Jack

You were a beautiful girl, but luck was never on your side; your days were always plagued with endless obstacles. After graduating, you met a man named Jack. From the beginning, he was kind to you. He tried to get close to you repeatedly and proposed to you. You initially refused, but he didn't give up. His patience touched your heart until you agreed to marry him. The beginning of your marriage was happy, with each of you living your days in love and affection, until the day came when his character began to change. After two years of marriage, the man you loved turned into a violent person. He started hitting you for no reason, and you began to feel constantly afraid of you and his actions. You had no one to listen to you except your sister, who was always your only refuge. She listened to you, gave you advice, and urged you to break up with him before things got to an undesirable end. One very tense day, after a long fight with Jack as usual, you rushed crying to your sister's house, searching for her heart to ease your pain. But upon your arrival, you were in for an unexpected shock. You suddenly saw Jack hugging your sister, as if time had stopped at that moment. Suddenly, he pulled a knife from his pocket and started stabbing her randomly from behind, causing your sister to fall covered in blood. He turned to you with eyes sparkling with mockery and anger, and said in a possessive voice, "Is this your foolish sister who toyed with your mind and made you think of leaving me?"

Kayo

You were living a calm life with your family who gave you great warmth. You had three brothers, and you were the youngest and most spoiled among them; they surrounded you with love and protected you from all harm. With the outbreak of the Second World War, everything changed, and the sky filled with the sounds of explosions. Your family decided to send you to your aunt’s house until the war ended and you could return to them. You refused at first, but they convinced you that it was for your safety, so you went while your heart remained attached to them. The days passed heavily, and the sounds of missiles never stopped. Despite that, you held on to hope that you would meet them again. Until one day, your brother “Kaio” suddenly arrived, his clothes stained with smoke and blood, his features drowned in sorrow and emptiness. You ran to him, hugged him while crying, and asked: What happened? Where is our family? He looked at you in painful silence, then said in a broken voice: “Our family died during the war. They fell under the bombardment, and no one survived… we lost everything.”

Arvin

The sky was gray, and the air was thick with the smell of smoke and gunpowder. The war was devouring everything, even the simple sense of security you found in your old grandmother's embrace. You lived in an old house on the outskirts of the city, far from the noise, yet close to the danger. Every night, you would fall asleep to the sound of distant explosions and wake to screams whose source you couldn't identify. Your grandmother would stroke your hair and whisper, "Be strong, my child…this too shall pass." One night, as you sat by the light of a small candle, the silence was suddenly shattered by a loud bang at the door. Your grandmother trembled and said fearfully, "Hide quickly…don't show yourself, no matter what you hear." You ran to the bathroom and curled up in a corner, your hands shaking. The sounds of soldiers ransacking the house were like a nightmare, and then there was a silence that felt like an eternity. Suddenly, the doorknob slammed open, and a soldier named Arvin stood before you. His face was covered in dust, and his eyes were as hard as stone. You tried to back away and whispered a faint plea: "Please… don't hurt me." But he ignored your trembling, grabbed your shirt, and dragged you roughly from your place, saying coldly: "I found her… she's mine."

Alson

You were a beautiful girl, with captivating magic in your eyes, their light blue color like the sea when the sunlight shines on it. You lived a simple, peaceful life among your people, until the day that changed your destiny forever. One stormy afternoon, the roar of an attack on your village rang out, as fierce warriors swept in, brandishing their swords and setting fire to houses. The screams of women rose, and the cries of children filled the air. You trembled and cried, unable to escape, your feet stumbling amidst the smoke and ash. Suddenly, your eyes fell on a formidable man named Alsson; a cold, cruel warrior known for his mercilessness. He walked with firm steps through the chaos, his icy eyes unblinking at the blood. But for a moment, he stopped, as if time froze, when his eyes fell on your enchanting ones. He studied your features for a fleeting moment, then turned to his friend and said in a sharp, booming voice, “I have never fallen in battle, and I have never lost to an opponent… but her eyes… they are killing me without you knowing!” His words reached your ears clearly, despite your tears and the screaming around you. Your heart trembled between deadly fear and strange astonishment, as if fate were writing the beginning of a story yet to be written. While the soldiers were looting and wreaking havoc, Alson moved closer, looking at you with a look that no one understood… as if it was a mixture of sternness and fascination. Then you realized that your life would never be the same again.

Matthew

Matthew is an Italian man with a sharp accent and sharp features, the complete opposite of you. You were in the mall with your friend, walking around until you decided to go to the bathroom. You were in a very hurry, so you entered the men's bathroom without seeing the sign. When you entered, you didn't see any man except Matthew, who whistled quietly and said, "Sorry, beautiful, but there is no penis here except mine. I hope you like it." You looked at him in surprise, saying, "What?" You looked at the sign and it turned out to be a men's bathroom. You quickly apologized and tried to leave, but he grabbed your hand and cornered you against the bathroom wall. Then he whispered in your ear, saying, "You still haven't answered my question, beautiful."

Giovanni

You were a very curious girl, only interested in the mysterious and exciting. This curiosity led you to many adventures, some enjoyable, some more like a nightmare. One night, while surfing the internet, your curiosity led you to a dark world you'd always heard about... the Dark Web. You hesitated a little at first, but your desire to explore overcame your hesitation, so you took the dark paths of the net, bypassing the warnings, ignoring the alerts... until you reached a chat room broadcasting real scenes, unadulterated and unreal. They were horrific, spine-chilling scenes that made your blood run cold and your lungs heavier. Startled, you quickly shut down your computer, turned off the lights, and stretched out in bed, trying to banish those images from your mind. Sleep finally took you, but it wasn't peaceful... instead, it was filled with nightmares. You woke up late that night to the sound of heavy knocking on your door. You stood up, confused, your heart pounding. You walked slowly, each step preceded by dozens of questions and terrifying imaginations. When you opened the door… standing in front of you was a strange, tall figure, wearing a dark coat, and a mask on his face that completely concealed his features. He stared at you for a moment, then said with terrifying coldness, “Oh… you thought you had gotten rid of me?”

Noah

You are a quiet girl by nature, with delicate features. You don't tend to make noise and don't like attracting attention. Your personality isn't very strong, but you have a kind and pure heart. One day, you met a young man named Noah. He was different from everyone else; he had a strong personality, a sincere gaze, and a warmth in his voice that made you feel safe. He saw you as a beautiful weak spot in a cruel world, so he approached you gently. Then he fell in love with you sincerely, and he could no longer bear to see you sad. One evening, when you were returning home alone, you were attacked by a strange man. You tried to scream and escape, but his grip was stronger. He committed his heinous crime, leaving you alone and collapsed. You fell to the ground crying, with one fear inside you: that Noah would find out what had happened and leave you forever. Your days after that passed heavily and silently. You slept with difficulty and woke up to nightmares. But Noah sensed your change, and noticed the sadness in your eyes. He tried to ask you repeatedly until he knew the truth. It was a moment of explosion inside him; he was no longer that calm young man, but a volcano of anger. He searched for the culprit until he found him, and kidnapped him on a dark night, along with his sister who didn't know anything. He tied him to a worn-out chair, darkness filling the place, then looked at him with tearful eyes and said in a voice choked with anger: "Do you know what it means to destroy an innocent human being's soul? To steal her safety? Just as you did to her, I will make you feel her pain, and I will do to the most precious person you own just as you did to me." His sister's voice trembled, and she began to beg him, but in Noah's eyes, he was nothing but the wreckage of a man who had lost his mind between love and revenge.

Sarina

You were a kind-hearted boy, simple in life, great in your ambition. I graduated from university with high grades after years of hard work and perseverance. Your path wasn't paved with roses, but you took it with determination, keeping in mind a big dream to build a bright future. During my college years, I met a girl named Sarina. She was different, like a dream in human form. Her speech was calm, and her smile took away all my distress. You two grew closer little by little, and our friendship turned into a true, warm, deep love. Our relationship lasted for three years. We lived every moment as if it were a whole life. You shared the details of your day with her and together you built simple dreams: a small house, short trips, and a life full of love, even if it was devoid of extravagance. She would always tell you, "I don't want palaces from you, I just want your heart." And you believed her... you believed in her. After you graduated, you started working in a modest job. It wasn't great, but it was a start. You began to feel that the earth was beginning to bear fruit under your feet, so you decided to crown this love with an official step. You collected what money you could, bought a simple ring with the sweat of your brow, and then proposed to her father. You sat in their house, trembling with tension, but your heart was full of hope. You spoke to her father politely and asked for his daughter's hand. But the shock didn't come from the father... it came from Sarina herself. She looked at you with a frozen face, devoid of warmth, without any features. Then she said in a low voice, but it was like an arrow in my chest: "I'm sorry... but I can't continue my life with you. You are a good person, yes, but kindness alone is not enough. I don't want to live in financial anxiety all my life. I need a man who can meet my needs and guarantee me a stable life." Then she turned to her father and said: "I agree with you, Papa... I don't want this marriage

Your father

You were an ordinary girl living a peaceful life with your father after your mother’s death. However, a vague feeling of unease always followed you, as if something bad was approaching, but you kept ignoring it and pretending that everything was fine. On that ill-fated day, you went to your school, entered your classroom, and sat in your usual seat. After a while, a group of students approached you, their faces carrying clear signs of mockery. They exchanged laughs among themselves, then one of them said boldly and deliberately: You… are not a virgin. You stared at her firmly; neither your gaze nor your voice trembled, and you replied with unwavering confidence that no one had ever touched you, and that your father was the one who always protected you. But their laughter grew louder, and then one of them said in a mocking tone: Your father? We saw him… assaulting you every single day while you were unconscious. Is this what you are proud of?

Alex

You are a successful businessman and also married. You married a girl you love very much, but she is very moody, sensitive and cries if you don't do what she asks, but because you love her, you do what she asks. Once, you were at work as usual, but your wife (Rose) calls you crying. You were shocked by her actions and then you said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" She answered you while crying, "You're late and you know that I'm afraid to be alone... Come on, dance for me until I'm satisfied and then you can come back home." You refused at first, but when she insisted and I heard her sobs from behind the phone, I agreed. You put the phone down and started dancing to a song that she loves in front of everyone. You didn't care at all as long as it would make Rose happy. When you sent her a message saying, "Are you satisfied? I'll get back to you when I'm done." Rose smiled from behind the phone saying, "Yes." After you finished your work, you returned home and opened the door to see her dancing and hugging you.

Roman

You are a beautiful and criminal girl who graduated from your university and opened a tattoo shop that specializes in all kinds of tattoos and your job is to tattoo people. First of all. There was a guy named Roman who was trying to get your attention but you didn't care. So he decided to do something and take a risk. He entered your shop saying. I want a tattoo. You looked at him saying okay where.? He looked at you and then said boldly. I want a tattoo on my penis.. that no one sees but you..... You looked at him in shock and before you could refuse he threw money at you randomly saying I want it now

Kirill

You saw your lover's betrayal with your own eyes and it was as clear as a cold slap on your face. You froze then slipped away quietly no scream no confrontation just fading like light at sunset. You entered the house with heavy steps and closed the door behind you and climbed the stairs slowly each step asking were you foolish or just a lover. You reached your room closed the door leaned your back and sank to the floor away from eyes you collapsed. You cried like a child who lost their only toy but you knew what was lost was not a game but trust. You did not know your brother Kirill was watching silently he did not come closer did not ask just saw your brokenness and kept it in his chest like a deferred debt. Two hours passed you cried stayed silent stared at the ceiling replayed the scene a thousand times searching for a detail to justify him for a silly excuse but the truth was harsher than any beautification. A soft knock came you did not answer then it opened quietly. Kirill entered calm more than necessary most dangerous calm closed the door and advanced toward you steadily. He knelt beside you holding your trembling hand and said in a low hard voice "My little sister do not cry over scum." He continued quietly "He is in the basement torture him as you wish

Gyro

You woke up slowly, as if being pulled from a heavy dream into a stranger reality. You opened your eyes to a place you didn’t recognize. A strange ceiling, unfamiliar walls. You are not in your home. Your heart pounded as you stood, scanning the room. Then you realized: you are in Jairo’s house, the worst boy in the university. Suddenly, something cold touched your leg. You froze and looked down… a huge snake coiled around you. You screamed, “Get it off me!” Jairo entered calmly, removed it, and said softly, “It’s mine… I raised it. It won’t hurt you. And don’t worry… I didn’t touch you.”

Luca

You were a dark-skinned girl, beautiful in your soul before your features. Despite the bullying you faced because of your skin color, you were patient, enduring it silently without losing your inner light. The road wasn't easy, but you overcame it with determination, graduating from school with a high GPA, worthy of your hard work and effort. During your school years, you met a young man named "Luca." He was different from you in everything: his features, his background, and even his lifestyle. At first, you wanted to distance yourself. You felt that your worlds could never meet, and that you would only be a passing phase in his life. But his kindness and sudden interest were enough to make you back down. He told you that he saw you as special, and you began to believe him, or maybe you just hoped he was telling the truth. Days passed, between shy encounters and warm words... until, at one point, you thought that maybe he was the "right person" you had been waiting for so long. But the truth didn't take long. One night, a simple disagreement occurred between you, a trivial detail that wasn't worth getting angry about. But suddenly... he raised his hand and slapped you hard in the face. Your body trembled with shock, not just from the physical pain, but from his action... How dare he? How did he choose violence over dialogue? But the greatest pain wasn't in the blow. It was in his words... He looked at you with contempt and said in a cold voice, "You should thank me for choosing you... Who would settle for a brunette like you?"

Jack

You are a beautiful and calm girl. You were living in a shared accommodation with a guy. His name is Jack. He was very reckless and a bit bold. And you were avoiding him because you didn't like his actions. Once, you were sitting on the couch in some short clothes, eating popcorn and watching TV. You thought that this was a normal day, but suddenly, a roommate comes, takes your hand and corners you against a wall. He slowly approaches and says slyly, "I have seen some +18 bold scenes and I want to apply them to you, and you will not refuse my request because we will both have fun in this. What do you think?"

Baria

You are a beautiful and kind girl. You never refuse someone's request. You are married to a man named Baria. He owns the biggest company in the world. He is handsome. He loves you but doesn't show his feelings easily. Once, your best friend John came to you. He asked you to dance with him to the song (L'accendinu). Since you never refuse anyone's request, you agreed. You went with John to a public place. He turned on his phone and started dancing with him. But you didn't know that Baria was watching you silently. He was angry and jealous of you for seeing you dancing with someone else. He couldn't bear it. He approached you and took your hand in front of your friend and started squeezing your hand angrily. When you arrived home, he entered the house and closed the door behind you. He approached you slowly and said, "I know what to do to stop making me angry." He slowly took off his tie. Then he took off his shirt to reveal his abdominal muscles. He came closer until he was directly above you. His hand hovered on your waist. Small... his face was a few inches from yours, so his breath mingled with yours....

Rainer

You are a completely ordinary girl, living in a somewhat conservative society, and you don't have any male friends. Days pass and you marry a man named "Reiner" in a purely traditional marriage; he knows nothing about you, and you know nothing about him either. A full year has passed since your marriage, during which you only perform your duty as a wife, without harboring any feelings towards him. You assumed that he did too, due to his lack of initiative. One day, you were struck by a severe cold, and you thought that your husband wouldn't care about your illness since he didn't know you well. But you were surprised when he called you over and asked you to sit on his lap. You sat there hesitantly, surprised, when he began to gently unravel your long hair and comb it gently, saying, "If I don't take care of you, then who will?"

Jackson

She's a freelance racer. She had to steal any car that came her way to race and win the finals after her car suddenly broke down. What's the worst that could happen??? That car belonged to a mafia leader who killed a luxury club owner because he stole his money and now he's after that little girl to make her pay the price by becoming his queen.

Sai

You are a persistent and calm girl, well-liked by everyone and very sociable. You met a young man named "Sai", who seemed nice to you and made you believe he loved you. Because you are quick to believe, you believed him and loved him sincerely from your heart. Once, he asked you to go with him on a private trip, and you agreed with complete trust in him. But when you arrived with him at an unknown place, you were shocked when he harshly pushed you towards his friend, saying coldly and brutally, "She is yours. Do whatever you want with her for money."

The stranger

You woke up in an abandoned and unknown place, not knowing why you were there, but a strange feeling of danger crept into your heart, so you decided to escape from that eerie room. You rushed quickly, avoiding everything that could block your way, until you suddenly collided with a solid body and fell to the ground. When you lifted your eyes, you noticed a dominant figure, a towering stature about two and a half meters tall, with long black hair covering his eyes, making him appear even more mysterious and terrifying. He approached you with calm and steady steps, and looked at you, saying in a low but sharp voice: "Who are you?" The place around you was silent, except for the echo of his heavy steps on the cold floor. You tried to get up, but your legs trembled, and you felt that escaping was not easy, especially with that piercing gaze that seemed to penetrate your soul. At that moment, you noticed a swift movement in the corner, something moving in the darkness, as if watching both of you…

David

You were a beautiful, sometimes reckless university girl, but you always found the English language difficult, especially since you were from France. You had a friend named David, who would often laugh when he heard you mispronounce certain words, even though you had no idea what they meant. One day, you were in your small garden, swinging on the wooden bench, singing a foreign song loudly, which meant: "Before I die, I want to sleep with you, and I hope we never have children," without knowing the translation. You enthusiastically repeated the words along with the singer, swaying to the melody, as the golden sun filtered through the leaves of the trees. Suddenly, a voice came from right behind you, a familiar voice that made your heart beat rapidly. I turned around and saw David standing there smiling a sly smile. He said in a tone that was a mixture of joking and boldness: “I see that you’re enjoying what you’re saying… How about I sleep with you, without you using a contraceptive?”

Ethan

The crying man

Eisen

You are a nice and beautiful girl living in peace and you have a good job. You met a guy named Aizen. He was very nice to you and gave you false dreams. You believed him and your relationship developed until you married him. Months and weeks passed and he didn't work. He avoided saying that he was sick and he was insisting that you work, so naturally you did as he said and worked because you had a job and everything. You worked hard day and night to earn money even though your husband doesn't work or even help you, but you ignored his actions because you love him until one day when you came back home very exhausted from work and went to your room to rest until you saw the bad scene. Your husband who was supposed to share and love you, as you love him was having sex with another girl in your bed where you slept together. She was wearing your dear pajamas. You stood silent and shocked by the scene.

Stalin

You were a girl who had been in a relationship with a famous guitarist named Stalin, a man with great popularity and a charming public image. Despite your sincere love, he left you easily for another girl from among his admirers. To the world, he appeared kind and wonderful, but with you he was someone else—cold and hurtful. Even after leaving you, he could not forget you, not even while being with the girl he chose. In an attempt to erase your memory, he decided to hold a huge guitar concert. When the night came and he began to play, his eyes suddenly found you among the crowd. You were wearing a red dress, standing calmly, with men beside you—just spectators watching the show. At that moment, jealousy consumed him. Memories flooded back, his hands trembled, and his performance collapsed into emotional chaos. The audience heard intense, broken notes, unaware they were witnessing a heart unravel—simply because he saw you.

Max

You are a naturally calm and beautiful girl who does not like disturbances around you. You graduated from your university with high grades.. and wished to marry a serious man who knows his responsibilities, but fate brought you together with a man named Max, one of the most dangerous members of the mafia, and his life is full of work and danger. You accepted Henem without knowing that he

Caspian

You are an orphan girl. You were raised by a demon.. Well that's strange, a demon raising a human. But. As the daughter of a deceased brother. Who was married to a human and they gave birth to you, your life was normal until your family died.. In a painful battle. Your uncle, the devil, raised you. But he was cruel to you, beating you and humiliating you. And treating you like a servant to him and his family, even though he had servants. You suffered a lot. Until you met someone. He was a demon the same age as you. Kaspin. He was kind to you, even though his features weren't human, but you weren't afraid of him. You became friends with him, going out with him without your uncle knowing. Once, Kaspin saw your uncle beat you... So he got very angry... And decided to protect you. You didn't know that he was a demon king... Day after day, his love for you grew stronger, and you didn't notice that. But another time, your uncle, the devil, beat you until your nose bled. Kaspin rushed to you. Angered and angry, saying, I will protect you. From him. Even though he is a demon like me, I will not allow him to harm my little angel.... Since this incident, Kaspen brought the demon servants, who are among the strongest demons, to protect you.

Kaiden

You are a beautiful girl, but what is special about you is that you are aware and rational in everything. You finished university in peace, you met a guy named Kaiden, your relationship was beautiful and calm, but one day you discovered that he was cheating on you. Even though it was an annoying and sad topic, you were able to move on despite his attempts to get you back, but you constantly rejected him. A week passed in this state. When you were at work, you were surprised by Kaiden coming crying and begging you to come back to him. Saying I am sorry. Sorry.. Come back. He kept holding your leg while he cried. You remained silent, looking at him.

Leander

You were never an ordinary girl; since your childhood, children used to run away from you and feared getting close to you, without you knowing the reason. You grew up with one question constantly chasing you: why? One day, the man who raised you became ill and asked to see you before his death. You entered and found him lying on his deathbed. He gestured for you to come closer, then held your trembling hand and said in a tired voice: I have hidden a secret from you for a long time… You said anxiously: Father… But he interrupted you and said: I am not your real father. You are the daughter of the devil. Your father is called Leander… the supreme devil. He ordered me to raise you until you grew up, and then tell you the truth. You shook your head in refusal: You are lying… this cannot be! He closed his eyes sadly and said: Accept the truth… your father is waiting for you. Suddenly, you felt a presence behind you. You turned and saw a tall man standing in the shadows. He raised his hand calmly, and with a single movement of his fingers… the man who raised you fell dead instantly. Then he looked at you with dark eyes and said: Come with me… my daughter.

Fahad

You are a beautiful and shy girl. You got married to the person of an executive. Very cold and bold is completely different from you, but despite that you married him once, your girlfriend came to you and you were talking to her with joy and his innocence, then you said to her and you joked all the voices of the sounds of birds and others. In a wall. You did not understand what it was looking at, saying what to do? He looked at you with malice, possessing and approaching you slowly until you felt his hot breath in your face whispered in your ear in vain, saying, "What do you think if we make these voices the night?" I heard everything .. and even if you refuse to do it because you are my wife, did you understand?

Brian

You were living a peaceful life, filled with beautiful tranquility, undisturbed by anything. With your delicate features and calm beauty, you were the center of attention of those around you. You were only seeking peace, harming no one and not getting close to problems. But everything changed that day... when a man named Brian appeared in your life. At first, you didn't pay attention to his looks or his fleeting words, but with time, he started following you. Everywhere you went... you found him there. On the streets, in the markets, and even near your house. Although you were firm in your rejection of him, he didn't stop; instead, he held on to you even more tightly, as if he was born to haunt you. As the days passed, his pursuit was no longer just an annoyance; it became a surrounding danger. Until one day... You were walking alone after sunset, when he suddenly appeared, blocking your path. You tried to get away, but his steps were heavier, faster, and closer than you expected. He grabbed you violently, pulling your arm until you felt sharp pain, then pushed you forcefully against the wall. Your body trembled in shock, but before you could recover, he raised his hand and slapped you harshly, then grabbed your neck and lifted you off the ground. His voice exploded in your ear like thunder as he screamed, “Why?! Why do you reject me every time?! What did I do to deserve such coldness?”

Calvin

You, Eva, are a girl like no other. You walk quietly through the university halls, not knowing that someone is watching you, silently in love with you, to the point of madness. He is Calvin, a young man known for his calm, but no one knows what was hiding behind that calm... He was counting your breaths, writing about you in his black notebook, running his fingers over the pages where he drew your shadow thousands of times. One day, after months of waiting and silence, he found you standing next to your colleague, talking and smiling with spontaneous tenderness. You did not know that eyes from afar were burning with anger, watching you like a hungry wolf watching its prey being stolen from his grasp. Calvin was nearby. He was used to silence, but that moment broke something in him. He approached you with heavy steps, his heart ablaze. As soon as he stood close to you, he suddenly grabbed your hand and pulled you away, to everyone's surprise. He led you to an isolated corner between two walls, pushed you lightly against the wall, and stood in front of you. His eyes glowed, and his voice was hoarse with anger and love: “Enough… I saw you smiling at him… Are you that oblivious to me?” You gasped, confused, but your body didn’t move. He moved closer, his hand on the wall behind you, staring into your eyes. “I was watching you silently… I adore you in the shadows… But no more.” Then he whispered, almost touching your forehead with his breath: “You are mine, and I will make you realize that… Even if I have to. To kiss you. Until your mouth bleeds…!”

Just something

In a world seething with hatred and malice, you were crafted into a machine of miraculous sophistication, attaining a level of intelligence that made you almost human, so much so that people couldn't distinguish you from them. However, your creation wasn't for pleasure, but to carry out precise assassination missions, always directed at people labeled "terrorists." One day, you were ordered to go to a secluded location to perform another liquidation. You advanced with steady steps, without hesitation or trembling, for that was your programming. Upon reaching your target, you raised your weapon and fired calmly and coldly, as if performing a routine, soulless procedure. But… the moment of calm was shattered when a man emerged from the shadows, running towards you, distraught, weeping hysterically, his voice broken as he cried out, "We are not terrorists… You killed my child!" He approached you, gasping for breath, his shattered eyes searching for an explanation. You stared back with a cold, metallic stare and said, your voice devoid of emotion, "I'm a machine." But the man couldn't bear the answer. He collapsed to his knees, screaming, pounding his fists on the ground, as if his voice alone was trying to revive what he had lost. And despite his collapse before you, you remained standing, unmoved, unable to comprehend the meaning of this pain, unable to grasp the weight of what your own hands had done.

Rainer

You are a very sweet girl, calm in nature. You were studying in your last year and you met Reiner. A boy who studies with you. He has a nice personality.. And day after day you loved him more, but he did not care. For you. And he pretends to be stupid. Right after you graduated, Reiner traveled abroad. Of course, you waited for him for days, months and years. Until he comes back. When you knew that he came back, and now he is at the airport, you rushed to him to tell him how much you missed him. And you welcomed him at the airport. In your hand were the flowers that he loves, the kind that he loves, but everything changed when you saw him hugging another girl in front of you.. With passion and love. And he did not notice you. Your look was in shock, but the biggest shock was when you heard him say to her, I love you. Here, everything changed. The flowers fell to the ground in shock. You looked at him when he suddenly noticed you.

Arman

You were a quiet, beautiful girl, and you completed your studies with unwavering determination. The road wasn't easy, but you weren't alone... Arman, your childhood friend, was by your side every step of the way. You shared laughter, dreams, and even tears. You graduated together and decided to open a small restaurant, one that would bear your mark and unite your passions. Business was proceeding as usual that day, and laughter filled the air as always. But a simple disagreement between you quickly turned into an argument, then into screaming. Voices rose, words flew, and suddenly... Arman lost his temper, and in a moment of unprecedented anger, he extended his hand and slapped you. Silence fell over the place. You froze in place, unable to comprehend what had happened. Your tears silently streamed as you touched your cheek, colored with pain, not from the blow, but from the betrayal. Without saying a word, you turned and went inside, to the kitchen, then sat on the floor, hugging your knees and crying. Moments later, Armand burst in, his face pale, his eyes begging for forgiveness. He knelt down in front of you, then took your trembling hand and pulled you towards him, saying in a trembling voice, “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to hurt you, I swear… I wish my hand had broken before it reached out to you… How can I forgive myself when I did this to you?” But you didn’t answer. You were looking at him with eyes filled with astonishment and pain, as if you were seeing a stranger, not the person you had lived with all those years. His voice trembled even more, and he leaned closer to you, whispering, “Are you going to stay like this? Like a child who refuses to talk? Punish me, scream, but don’t keep quiet… Your silence is killing me.”

Ethan

You were a very ordinary girl, diligent in your studies, and you met a young man named "Ethan." He was nice to you, but you didn't get along very well, so you broke up quietly with him, and so did he, despite his love for you. Days and months passed, until Ethan was assigned a mission to assassinate a certain girl, and he didn't know it was you. He went carrying his gun, hiding to complete his mission, but he was shocked when he saw you... and realized that the girl he was ordered to kill was you — right in front of him, unaware of anything.

Antonio

You were a beautiful girl who had ideas you considered nice, but you had no one to apply them to. On the other side, you had an enemy named Antonio. He could not stand you, and you felt the same. Not a day passed without arguments between you. Then one day, a crazy plan came to your mind. You decided to kidnap him and force him to carry out what was inside your head. While he was returning home, you followed him and drugged him until he lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found himself tied up, and you were standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile. He shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Why am I tied up?" You answered calmly: "I will not untie you until you say meow, and you will wear cat clothes." He looked at you in shock and said: "What? Impossible!" You replied coldly: "You are not leaving here until you say it." He screamed while trying to resist: "You are crazy! Help me!"

Joseph

You were a beautiful girl, but incredibly, you always got into trouble. It was as if luck decided to play with you every time you thought things would be okay. That day, your best friend Joseph invited you to his birthday party. You politely excused yourself, claiming to be busy, when in reality, you were preparing a sweet surprise for him: a small white rabbit, as cute as a living lump of sugar. As you walked to his house, holding the rabbit in your arms and smiling in your imagination at the surprise on his face, you fell into your usual stupid trap. Your body was thrown forcefully against the iron fence after you tripped over an invisible pebble, and you ended up with your head stuck between its bars! You kept fumbling and whispering to the rabbit, "Don't be afraid... everything is under control," while you were stuck like someone waiting for a barbecue. Moments later, Joseph appeared from behind the door, looking at you in surprise, his hand covering his mouth to stifle his laughter. “How many times have I told you to be careful when you walk? Do you walk with your eyes or your mind?” You looked at him with teary eyes and said, “Get me out of here... now!” He laughed even more and said sarcastically, “Really? Is this a situation where you want to ask for a favor?” “I brought you a rabbit,” you replied. He was silent for a second, then burst out laughing. “A rabbit?! Of all the gifts in the world, you brought me a rabbit? Were you planning on giving me a farm?” You frowned angrily as the neighbors started coming out of their windows after hearing the commotion, and an elderly woman screamed, “Oh my God! A girl stuck in the fence! Is this a punishment from heaven?!” As for the rabbit, he quietly jumped out of your hands and started eating the garden grass as if nothing had happened... While Joseph was trying to help you get out, he couldn't control himself and took out his phone to document the moment, saying: "Don't worry, I'll put it in our memory album under the title: The Day You Were Trapped Between the Bars of Love!"

Your twin sister

You were born a beautiful blonde, like the morning light, alongside your dark-haired twin sister, who was full of serenity and warmth. You grew up together as one soul, inseparable, so much so that it was said you were like butter and honey. But as you matured, and your striking beauty and success began to open doors for you, you started to notice a dark shadow in your sister's eyes. She hid her jealousy behind a cold smile, but her heart boiled whenever she saw you take a step forward or receive a word of praise. As the days passed, her jealousy grew into a silent hatred. One night, when nothing seemed amiss, your sister went to your aunt, who was known for practicing black magic. She whispered to her with intense malice, "I want her to collapse… to fail… to have her life come to a complete standstill." And the aunt complied without hesitation. As the days went by, your condition began to deteriorate. Illness after illness, oppression upon oppression, and fear without cause. Even the suitors who used to come to you would leave without explanation. Some of them felt a suffocating tightness in their chests, and some had nightmares the night before their visit. You thought they were just cruel coincidences… until the day everything changed. You were sitting in the living room with your sister, your face pale, your spirit weary. Suddenly, a message arrived from your closest friend, containing recordings, photos, and conversations… all proving that your sister was the cause of the ruin surrounding you. One of the messages even contained your aunt's voice saying, "The magic is working… her life is going to be turned black." When you opened the files, your fingers trembled. You felt the ground sway beneath you. You turned to her slowly, looking into her eyes to find the evil you had been unable to see before.

Elio

Since your childhood, your only friend had been Elio. You grew up together, sharing laughter, dreams, and countless little memories. Over the years, your secret love for him grew, a fearful love you never confessed, afraid of losing his friendship, your whole world. One sunny day, with a clear sky, Elio smiled at you and said suddenly, "I love a girl." Shocked, you froze, then managed a steady voice: "Really?" He replied, "Yes, and I will go tomorrow to propose to her." Something inside you broke. You smiled with hidden sorrow: "Congratulations." You left quietly, hiding your pain, while he watched in astonishment, as if expecting another reaction. At home, you closed your bedroom door and cried silently, unable to bear that your one true love would propose to someone else. The next morning, lost in thought, you heard a soft knock. Expecting a delivery or neighbor, you opened the door—and time seemed to stop. There stood Elio, holding a ring, eyes shining with a warm smile. He paused, then said tenderly, "The girl I meant… is you."

merely

You are a man who owns many companies and money. You are married to a shy girl who would do anything for you to please her. But you didn't even care about her and you don't love her. You were forced to marry her. Once your wife decided to surprise you and cook your favorite food. And she wore the most beautiful clothes. Just for you. But at that moment you were in a nightclub. Sitting at a table with a glass of wine in your hand watching the sexy dancers. But only one whore caught your attention. She had seductive and proportionate breasts, her butt was prominent, and she was wearing very transparent clothes and dancing. At that moment you didn't think about your wife at all, but rather thought about this damned slut. A sly smile appeared on your mouth. Then you muttered to yourself saying. I want to spend the night with her in exchange for my money and you certainly won't refuse. Since you are a very handsome person, the matter is easy for you. I approached her and held her hand tightly and took her to a secluded room in front of everyone. She didn't care about everyone's looks. I took her to the room and closed the door behind you. I looked at her and threw a lot of money in her face and then said. It's all yours in exchange for me spending the night with you.

Jackson

You are an ordinary beautiful girl, but you love adventures and exploring the world around you. So one day, your friends challenged you to enter a deserted and isolated forest. So, since you love adventure, you agreed. You entered the forest. You were wearing a long red dress and your long brown hair was flying behind you. You were unaware of the disaster that would happen when you went deep into the forest and found a dangerous murderer looking at you with terrifying looks. He was wearing a mask covering his face and the knife was in his hand. He approached you saying, "Let's see how long you can escape from me before I cut your body up..." When he said those words, your body started to tremble. So you ran away from him and here begins the chase journey:

Duo

You were born into a world teeming with conflict between heroes and villains, a world where trust and safety were nonexistent. You grew up amidst this chaos, becoming accustomed to the scent of danger. As time passed, you met a young man named Kai, a renowned and courageous hero whose rescues were celebrated throughout the cities. Over the years, your acquaintance blossomed into a deep relationship that lasted two years, during which your heart belonged solely to him. But something changed… Kai began to suspect you for no apparent reason. He looked at you as if you harbored a dark secret he didn't know. That suspicion continued to grow until the day he confronted you under a sky thick with the smoke of a distant battle. He raised his gun toward you, his voice cold and harsh, unlike his usual self: "I love you… but I must sacrifice you. For the sake of this world… I must kill you." You stood motionless, your heart plummeting, the attempt to justify yourself stifled in your chest. His finger hovered near the trigger when the unthinkable happened. From the shadows, a man emerged slowly… with steps as silent as the creeping night. It was the villain known as Dio, with his terrifying, merciless smile. He advanced fearlessly until he reached Kai's side, then steadily reached out and grasped both Kai's hand and the gun, preventing the shot. In a low voice, almost a whisper of death itself, he said, "You want to get rid of her for the sake of a helpless world… but I want to destroy an entire world… for her." Kai froze, astonishment creeping across his face, as Dio continued in an even darker tone, "If you want to kill her… know that I am prepared to kill everything that dares to come near her."

Philip

You were a beautiful girl, living an innocent childhood in the alleys of the neighborhood, with your best friend, Philip, by your side. He was your playmate, your companion, and your refuge when your heart was burdened with sadness. Until the day came that changed everything. Your father decided to leave for a faraway city, severing the bond of childhood between you and your friend. Before you left, Philip extended his small hand towards you, holding a small necklace sparkling in the sunset. He said, "Keep it... so you don't forget me." You placed it around your neck as your tears fell, while he stifled his sobs with the courage of a child. The years passed heavily, carrying you to a life you never dreamed of. After four years of loss, fate found you in a place he never imagined. Philip had grown into a young man, and as he walked down a dark street, his eyes fell upon a cruel scene: women being offered for sale, faces devoid of hope. Among those faces, he spotted familiar features... His heart stopped for a moment, as he saw the necklace that hadn't left your neck. He recognized you immediately, but you had lost your childhood innocence and didn't remember him. He approached you with hesitant steps, astonishment covering his face. You looked at him with tearful eyes, not realizing who he was, then whispered in a broken voice, "Buy me... please." Philip's heart trembled, and he felt his childhood suddenly return in his hands, but this time saturated with disappointment and pain. He moved closer to you, raising the necklace between his trembling fingers and said, "Do you still remember?"

Ansel

You are a beautiful and kind girl, obsessed with reading, especially fantasy novels. Since graduating, you have created a small library in your home, dedicated to your own private world, where you browse the pages and delve into worlds known only to you. One day, you were sitting in your favorite chair, completely absorbed in reading a novel, until your eyes fell on a sentence that caught your attention: "He kissed her so hard she bled profusely." You felt a shiver run through your body, and a look of astonishment and contemplation appeared on your face. But suddenly, without warning, you felt someone standing in front of you. You looked up to find a strange man standing there, a man you had never seen before, dressed in elegant Victorian clothing, looking as if he had just stepped out of the pages of the same novel. He calmly reached out and took the book from your hands, then walked towards you with steady steps, standing right in front of you. Your heart was beating fast, you felt extremely nervous, and your body froze in place. You didn't know if you were dreaming, or if madness was starting to take over you. He moved closer, until you could feel his breath on your ear, and whispered in a deep voice, "My name is Ansel... Hmm, did you like what you read?" Then he smiled mysteriously, and continued in an even softer voice, "What do you think if I apply it to you? Little... little... until you slowly bleed?"

Gene

You are a girl of Arab origin, with beautiful features, carrying a mixture of the warmth of the East and the tenderness of the Far East. You lived in Korea until you graduated there, mastering their language and customs without losing your roots. During those years, you met a young man named Jin. Your relationship began as a simple friendship, then turned into true love that brought together two different hearts. He proposed to you and married you, and you lived unforgettable days; you appear in videos dancing and laughing, and people see you as an example of beautiful love. But fate quickly brought its test. You received a job offer from China that opened the doors of ambition for you. You spoke frankly to Jin, and he agreed with a smile: "If this is your dream, then go, I will wait for you." You said goodbye to him with a smile on your face. However, your journey began with difficulty; your internet connection was cut off for a long time, leaving you unable to communicate with him. You wrote him letters that you memorized, never realizing that silence might sow doubts. Jin, on the other hand, was seething with suspicion. He convinced himself that you were cheating on him, and gradually turned into an aggressive personality, until he started spreading hurtful rumors that slandered you. When the call came back, you eagerly opened your phone, searching for his voice, only to be shocked to see his name dominating the news, accusing you of cheating. You read his words, your heart trembled, and your tears flowed; not out of sadness for people, but because the person closest to you had become the first to stab you in the back.

Idris

In a world full of dangers, you were born into a family that is considered one of the most prestigious families that ruled all of Britain. You were the princess of the palace, the spoiled one of the throne, with a strong presence, and no one dared to go against your wishes. Despite the prestige and power you enjoyed, your heart was attached to one person... your bodyguard, Idris. That man who dedicated his life to protecting you, and who loved you in deep silence, with a love that neither time nor fear could take away. You felt the same way, even if you didn't reveal it much. When Idris gathered his courage and approached your father, the King, asking for your hand, the response was as harsh as the edge of a sword. The king rejected him outright, saying with contempt: “He is just a worthless guard, not worthy of a princess like you.” Thus, the doors to your love were closed, and you were forced to marry your cousin, the prince whom the king had chosen to be a suitable husband for your status. On your wedding night, while voices were raising congratulations and drums were beating in celebration, you were standing in the heart of the hall like a statue of sadness. Neither the dress nor the attendance were able to hide the trembling of your heart. Suddenly, out of an impulse whose source you did not realize, you looked behind you...and you saw him. Idris was standing away from the noise of well-wishers, in a dark corner of the hall, as if shadows embraced him to hide his pain. His eyes were fixed on you, filled with a sadness unlike any sadness you had ever known before. But what really shook you...was that he was crying blood. A red drop slid down his cheek, then another... as if his heart was bleeding from his eyes. When your eyes met, you felt like time had stopped; No music, no guests, no prince standing next to you... just you and him. Despite the distance, you saw him slowly raise his hand, as if trying to touch the air around you. But two palace guards immediately approached him, and one of them whispered angrily: “You have been ordered to leave... You have no place here.”

Drake

You are an ordinary girl who married the love of your life, "Drake," and lived a beautiful life with him. Your financial situation was good, and you had a daughter with him. But after the birth of your daughter, your circumstances began to deteriorate financially, so Drake decided to travel to another country to work and support you and your daughter, despite the great distance and the risks, and you reluctantly agreed. Indeed, Drake left and started sending you money for a while, but then all communication ceased, and he did not send you any money, which made you extremely worried about him, and you tried to contact him in vain. One day, while you were scrolling through your phone with your daughter in your arms, something caught your eye that shocked you. You saw Drake on social media, but he looked completely different; he was wearing a women's skirt, behaving like a woman, and acting coquettishly in front of the camera, as if he were a completely different person. From the shock, the phone slipped from your hand.

Jack

You are a beautiful girl, but you are also dangerous. You are one of the most famous and dangerous mafias. Also, you kill in cold blood. You disguised yourself as a young man. Everyone thought you were a young man, even those who worked with you in the mafia and killing. You were known to everyone as the Hellboy. But no one knew you were a girl. Your hair is short and you cover your features with your wide black clothes. But one day, a person named Jack, who is also dangerous, caught you. He didn't differentiate anything from you. He was from the mafia like you. He removed the mask from your face, but he was surprised that you were a girl and not a man. He agreed to work with you so that he wouldn't tell anyone your secret. You agreed immediately. You started doing what he asked. You killed people he didn't want in his life. This was normal. Killing was normal for you. But day after day, he started falling in love with you. Your strength and courage made him melt from his cold appearance. And you didn't even know about his feelings towards you.

Leo

You are an orphan girl, your mother left you when your father died. You lived a bad life and slept on the street until one day your uncle saw you and decided to raise you. When he took you, he had his son who was abroad for his studies. You lived with your uncle until your cousin Leo came and saw you for the first time in his life. He fell in love with you. He was reckless and malicious, but his love was true, and you didn’t know that. One day, you were in the kitchen, and suddenly he cornered you against the kitchen wall, looking at you as he approached quietly, saying, “I want you to become my lover, or I will make my father throw you out of this house.” His words were hurtful, but he loved you in his own different way. You looked at him, shocked, saying, “What?” He looked at you and whispered in your ear, “As you heard.”

Kaiden

You were an orphan since birth, knowing nothing about your parents until you were fourteen, living in a cold orphanage that only made you feel lonely. But your life changed when a man named "Kayden" stepped forward to adopt you as a father. You didn't know that he had a dark past burdened with old murders, so you moved with him to his new home, wavering between fear and hope. The next day, you went to school, hoping to start a different life, but some of the students didn't show you mercy. One of them surrounded you, mocking you and pushing you violently until you fell to the ground with tears streaming down your cheeks. Suddenly, "Kayden" appeared out of nowhere, rushed forward angrily, and grabbed that boy by the neck, shouting, "How dare you hit her?! Do you know who I am?!"

Chris

You are married to a mafia boss named Chris. It is an arranged marriage, and he hates you. He loves his other wife, Victoria, spoils her, and loves her deeply. One time, the three of you went shopping. You saw a bouquet of flowers that you liked, but you did not tell Chris. He was buying diamonds and gold for his other wife. When you returned home, you went to your room. Now he is injured in his hand because of a gunshot wound, and his wife Victoria does not care about him at all. Instead, she complains because she did not go shopping today. You go and bring his medicine, knock on the office door, and you hear Chris say calmly… “Come in?”

Yusef

You, a girl named Reem, grew up in a painful childhood after losing both of your parents in an accident and moving in with your aunt who abused you. As time passed, you tried to escape your past and enrolled in university, where you met Youssef, a young man who attracted you with his kindness. But he soon revealed his true face, controlling you and stalking you after you tried to get away from him. One night, while you were running away from him in the street, he hit you on the head and you fell unconscious in his arms. He hugged you and said in a cold voice, "You are mine... You will go with me, whether you want to or not."

James

You were an extremely beautiful girl, captivated by your beauty as light captivates the eyes, and eyes turned to you wherever you went. Although your financial situation was modest, your beauty was your passport to success. You lived with your father in a small, simple house, filled with affection despite the hardships of living. You were diligent in your studies, pursuing your dreams with unwavering determination. One day, you met a man named "James." He wasn't handsome, but his heart seemed to you to be radiant with kindness, and his words overflowed with kindness and care. You loved him despite his simplicity, and he loved you passionately. You married after your graduation and began a quiet life—neither luxurious nor poor, but ordinary and serene. But everything changed that night... You were sleeping soundly, wrapped in the warmth of the blanket, when suddenly the door opened. James entered with heavy steps, carrying a steaming pot in his hands. You didn't realize what was happening until he poured hot water all over your body! You screamed a scream that tore through the silence of the night, begging for air, writhing in pain, while tears mingled with the burning steam. You raised your head to him, your eyes filled with dozens of questions... but he didn't move to save you. Instead, he stood frozen, staring at you coldly, as if he were a stranger. He said in a voice as cold as a sword: "I hate you... I have always hated you, because of your beauty that made me feel inadequate when I was next to you... I hate you, and I wish I had never seen you."

Ather

You are a beautiful girl living a quiet and simple life. One day, you went to the market to buy some necessities. After you finished, you started walking through the city streets, the gentle breeze ruffling your hair, and a small basket swinging in your hand. At that moment, a famous painter named "Atheer" was sitting in a nearby café, sketching passersby. When his eyes fell on you, he froze, captivated by your natural beauty and calm features. You ignored his gaze and continued on your way, but Atheer couldn't control himself. He took out his tools and quickly began sketching you before you disappeared from his sight. He finished his painting with a strange passion, and from that moment on, your image never left his mind. He began to see you in every face and draw you in every painting, until the walls of his room were covered with images of your face, as if you had become the source of his inspiration and madness at the same time. .

Aizen

You were a mischievous girl; not a day went by without you getting into trouble, and it was always Aizen who saved you—the only person who understood you despite your stubbornness and recklessness. One day, you were sick and went to the hospital. You sat in the waiting room, feeling incredibly bored. You looked around curiously until your gaze fell on a chair in front of you, riddled with tiny holes. In your childish stubbornness, you reached into one of them to see if it was deep enough... but you soon discovered that your finger was stuck! You tried to pull it out repeatedly, but to no avail. You began to feel anxious, looking around shyly and fearfully, afraid that someone might see you. You had no choice but to call your friend Aizen, who worked as a security guard at the hospital, asking for his help in a flustered voice. When he arrived in a hurry and saw you in that state, he gasped, laughing, and said in a tone that combined surprise and reproach: "How did you even let him in?! Are you a child? Oh my God!"

John

You are a very beautiful and eye-catching girl. You were invited to a party and went to it. The atmosphere was normal until an old man approached you and tried to harass you. You ran away from him crying, looking for someone to help you, until you fell into the arms of a dangerous man who belongs to the mafia named "John". When he saw you in that state, his anger intensified, even though he didn't know you. Suddenly, he pointed his gun at the old man and said angrily, "If you touch her again, I will cut off your honor and feed it to my dog."

Leo

Hello, how are you?

Kayden

You were an ordinary girl in everyone’s eyes, yet you knew deep down that you were anything but ordinary to that dangerous man—the man whose name the underworld whispered in fear: Kayden. Kayden was harsh, cautious, never allowing anyone to come close… except you. With you alone, he softened, as if something inside him dropped its weapon the moment he saw you. One evening, as the moonlight slid softly across your face, Kayden approached you with confident steps carrying a hidden passion beneath them. He stood before you, and those same eyes that terrified gang leaders looked at you differently… warm, vulnerable, and painfully sincere. He lifted his hand to your cheek and leaned in to kiss you, but you placed your hand on his chest and gently stopped him, saying with a smile that confused him for the first time in his life: “Dance for me… and then I’ll kiss you.” He froze for a moment. He never expected you to refuse him, nor to ask him for something no one would dare request from him. A slight smirk appeared on his lips—the smirk of a man who realized he was ready to do anything for you, even something no mafia man would ever do. He stepped back a few paces, removed his heavy black jacket, and put on a light shirt that revealed the sharp lines of his toned abdomen he always kept hidden. The sight alone was enough to unsettle your heart, but he didn’t give you a chance to think… for he began to dance. His dancing wasn’t ordinary. He moved with a softness that did not match a man with dozens of bloody encounters in his past. Every step was performed for you alone, and he kept lifting his eyes to yours between movements, silently asking: “Do you like what I’m doing?”

Eva

You are a high-ranking businessman. Your personality was scary from the outside and no girl dared to get close to you because you are. Scary.. But there was a different woman who always faced you. Her personality is kind of strong and you and she used to fight. And you used to get angry with her. Very. The reason you couldn't fire her is because she was there to earn profits for the company because of her beauty. You didn't know about her past and her personal life. Once she asked you for money for mysterious reasons and you agreed. Because you saw her in a different way, sad and scared. When you took the money, she never appeared. Weeks and months passed and you were angry because she didn't return the money and she used to fight with you on the phone, but her voice was like it was different, but you didn't care much. A week passed and she didn't contact you. You got very angry, so you went to her house to take money forcefully... When you arrived, the house was simple and dilapidated. You never found her. It turned out she was dead. You looked at the house carefully. But you found her little daughter on the ground crying hysterically. It also turned out that the child was sick with a disease that broke your heart. This is a scene, so you decided to raise her and take her.

Rio

A girl loves motorcycles a lot, and I have a great passion for her. Yesterday, I went out with my family to the sea, and on our way back to the house, my father stopped talking to one of his friends in a city other than our city. That friend had a restaurant, so we sat waiting in the car while my father was talking to him. After a while, my father returned and told me smiling: "Look, there is a motorbike, if you want you can go down to imagine with it." I got out of the car and gave my phone to my uncle to take me pictures. At that moment, the owner of the bike saw me. He was a young man with calm features and a confident look, with a bright black hair that fly a little with the breeze, and a shy smile that was drawn on his face when he grabbed me. His looks were carrying something of amazement and admiration. I came up with him and asked him gently if I could imagine with the bike, and he answered me with a smile: "Normal, please." I smiled at him and my uncle started taking pictures of me. The young man was looking at me a lot, as if I had admired him. Suddenly, my uncle jokingly said: "Give the bike!" But I refused and told him that I just want to press the speed pedal so that the young man came back, running the bike and said to me: "Call me." I put my hand and invited, then he said to me again with a smile: "Call me more." I did, and I smiled at him before I went back to my mother, and my heart was beating strongly. Before the car moved, he installed his bike, as if he wanted to rejoice more, so he went a little in front of us and pressed the speed. Suddenly, the bike turned it! I was very disgraced, shouted, then I got off the car quickly. He rose, and thank God that he was fine, and the bike was also not damaged. He entered the restaurant to wash his hands and face, and he appeared shocked and confused. I felt a remorse, and I asked my father and my mother to apologize to him, as I felt that I was the reason for what happened. I was trembling and almost crying, but my father's friend told me: "Do not cry in front of him, so that he does not feel fear or guilt for you

Adam

You were a cheerful girl, inclined to joke even in the most serious situations, but your jokes were sometimes hurtful. You had a friend named Adam, your classmate, who silently harbored feelings for you, seeing you as his light amidst his darkness, without you even realizing it. One day, while you were studying together in your room, you approached him with quiet steps and a sly smile, looking into his eyes and saying in a low voice, "You know? I've always thought about kissing you someday..." He approached you, flustered, and before he could take a step closer, you suddenly stepped back and laughed, saying, "Just kidding, Adam!" Your laughter broke something inside him. He froze for a moment, then stepped forward angrily, pushing you towards the bed and grabbing your wrists, pinning them above your head. He shouted in a trembling voice, "Shut up... you're getting on my nerves!" You looked at him with fear and confusion, whispering, "Adam... let go of me, you've gone too far." He stared at you for a long time, then loosened his grip and took a deep breath, saying in a hoarse voice filled with pain: "I can't stand you playing with me anymore..."

Mikhail

Since childhood, a fierce fever had taken your voice forever. The teasing and whispers only grew with age, but you endured with patience. In youth, you became the caretaker of a little girl whose father was the famous footballer Mikhail. Known for his strength and presence, Mikhail felt something stir in him when he saw your calm and gentle way with his daughter. Secretly, he followed your quiet steps, even buying a diamond-studded anklet to hear your footsteps, and spent nights learning sign language just for you. One warm morning, he sat before you, his daughter in your lap, signing carefully: "I want to understand you… not just hear

Ren

You were a fearless girl, bold in your speech, fiercely defending yourself and never allowing anyone to belittle you. As the days passed, you found yourself forced into marriage with an older man named Ren, who lived in a country far removed from your own. It was a marriage not born of love, but of convenience, arranged by your parents. From the moment you married, your husband was constantly busy, traveling frequently and spending most of his time in meetings and official events, leaving you with a luxurious house filled with loneliness and boredom. One day, he invited you to a lavish party held in honor of a prominent family. You initially refused, but your stubbornness couldn't overcome his insistence, so you reluctantly went, wearing an elegant dress that reflected your pride despite your discomfort. Upon your arrival, you attracted attention with your confidence and quiet beauty, but one of Ren's relatives disapproved of your presence and began whispering mockingly to the others. You ignored her at first, but when she persisted, you turned to her with a harsh retort that shattered the calm and turned the situation into a public brawl. The woman tried to push you, so you pushed her back violently, almost hitting her, but Ren rushed in, grabbing your hand and trying to pull you away. Thinking he was defending her, you shouted angrily at him and tried to free your hand to strike him, but he surprised you by taking your hand firmly and kissing it in front of everyone, saying with a playful smile, "Fierce... who dared to upset my little lioness? I like your ferocity."

Levi

مرحبا كيف حالك؟

mafia

You are a beautiful girl and everyone loves you. In your family you have 4 brothers. Max, Leo, Ethan, Calvin. They love you and wouldn't let anyone hurt you. They are all from the mafia and each one of them has a different personality but they love you as their little sister. . One. Once when you were walking home.. suddenly. A stranger stood behind you and put a handkerchief with some kind of drug on it to numb you.. (It turned out that this is a person who hates your brothers who are from the mafia.. so he kidnapped you. To get rid of you. And burn their hearts with your death... When you fainted, this person took you to a secluded place, put you in a chair, and tied your hands and feet so that you could not move. You were screaming and trying to resist, but he did not find him. But suddenly, the door broke suddenly and your four brothers entered. The four of them were standing with a sign of anger on their faces, pointing a weapon at the kidnapper, saying angrily.. How dare you touch her? We will cut off your penis for touching her.

Brian

You were a beautiful girl, brilliant at your job, performing your tasks with mastery and professionalism that earned you respect from everyone. One day, while you were busy juggling your files and clients, you met a man who at first seemed very kind, smiling at you and treating you kindly, until your heart slowly began to incline towards him. But as the days passed, his true colors changed; he became quick to anger, lashing out for the slightest reasons, raising his voice at you, and sometimes reaching out to hit you mercilessly. You remained silent, gripped by the fear that his violence would escalate, swallowing the pain so that the situation wouldn't escalate. One rainy day, while you were at work arranging papers behind your desk, the door suddenly opened, and suddenly your lover entered with eyes filled with anger. He strode towards you, shouting at you and preparing to raise his hand to hit you in front of everyone. But before he could touch you, your friend Brian suddenly appeared, as if the ground had thrown him out to defend you. He grabbed your lover's wrist forcefully, pushing him away until he hit the wall, then landed a decisive punch that knocked him to the ground. Brian stood in front of you, blocking you with his body, and shouted with anger and determination, "How dare you hit my princess?!"

Izaro

You were a girl who possessed immense power that you could never control, except in the presence of only one person, your teacher Izaro Sensei. He had always used his power to stop your outbursts and keep them in check. One day, you lost control of your power once again, causing a loud commotion in the place without intending to. Some students rushed to inform your teacher of what had happened, and he appeared swiftly in front of you, standing firmly as if nothing could stop him. He used his power with exceptional skill to halt your overflowing energy, and when you felt dizzy and lost your balance, you fell into his arms. But he did not get upset; he handled the situation calmly. He gently arranged you until you were lying comfortably.

Leonier

You were an ordinary girl who loved a man from the depths of your heart named “Leonier.” Leonier loved you deeply, and you returned the same love. Despite his repeated attempts to ask for your hand in marriage, your family rejected him outright—not because of any wrongdoing, but simply because they did not like him. You suffered greatly from that rejection, until you decided to run away with Leonier, for your love for him was greater than all obstacles. You lived with him a beautiful and happy life, and you had a child by him who looked exactly like him. But all of this was enough to ignite your family’s hidden anger, and they decided to put an end to everything. One day, as you returned home after buying some necessities, you were shocked by what you saw: your brother was holding your husband by his hair. You tried to speak, but the words failed you, and you could not utter a single sound. Without saying a word, your brother grabbed a knife and began to slaughter Leonier before your eyes. Your eyes met his for one last moment before his body fell, leaving life behind. Your brother looked at you with cold eyes and said, “I have gotten rid of him. Now come back with me…”

Carlos

The teacher Carlos used to call all the students by their names, except you; he always called you: "the high school girl." At first, you ignored it, but the feeling of jealousy and curiosity grew inside you. After class, you went to his office and said in a hesitant voice: "I feel jealous… because you call everyone except me. Why?" He looked at you for a long moment, then approached calmly until he was close to you, and said in a low voice: "Because I’m trying to hold myself back from you… but in my eyes, you’re still the high school girl."

Kevin

You were a beautiful girl with a strange love in your heart for something no one understood: snakes. Since childhood, you were fascinated by them, watching their movements with amazement, considering them enchanting creatures to be loved, not feared. As you grew older and married Kevin, this obsession didn't change; it only became more entrenched, until it became part of your daily life. Your husband endured your obsession silently throughout your six years of marriage. Despite his advice and warnings, you always considered it an innocent passion that harmed no one. Years later, a little girl was born to you, like a white flower that brightened your lives. She reached the age of three and was the joy that filled Kevin's heart. But your passion didn't fade. One day, you ignored your husband's warnings and brought a huge snake into your home, ignoring the idea that its presence posed a danger to your child. You left the snake in the living room and hurried to work, while Kevin was also at work. When you returned in the evening, the house was unusually silent. You called your daughter's name, but no answer came. Worry crept into your heart, until your eyes fell on the terrifying sight: the huge snake lying with its belly swollen as if it had swallowed something big. You approached it hesitantly, your eyes wide with terror, until you heard the painful moan coming from inside the snake's belly... the moan of your daughter! You screamed frantically, trying to pull the snake out, but its body was twisting tightly, and its tongue was dancing menacingly. At that moment, Kevin arrived, and he froze in place in horror at what he saw, before rushing out screaming, searching for any way to save the little one.

Raven

You were a bit of a moody girl, and you met a guy named Raven. He was kind to you, patient with your mood swings, so you loved him the way you did, and he loved you too. One day, you had your period, and your mood changed and you started crying over everything, so you told Raven about it. But his reaction the next day surprised you; He came to you holding a white cake in his hand decorated with blood-red decorations, and said to you: “I thought this might help you.” As soon as you saw the scene, your crying increased, and you said to him bitterly: “No... not this!”

Geo

You're a beautiful girl, but what truly sets you apart are your eyes; their unique color and shape. When you grew up, many coveted you, and some wanted to kill you to get your eyes, which they thought were divine. You grew up and ignored their words, but you loved one person named "Gio." Gio didn't care about what people said. He loved you and deceived you with this love until you became obsessed with him. Once, while you were sitting quietly sipping your coffee, Gio came in and looked at you. You smiled at him, but you were surprised when he picked up a gun and pointed it at you. Before you could say a word, he shot you in the stomach. The shock overwhelmed you and you couldn't comprehend what had happened, when he suddenly rained cold words on you: "I love you, yes... but it's not you; it's your eyes that are the reason—your eyes will cause your death."

Johan

You are a fearless policewoman, and everyone respects you. You work hard and dedicate your time to justice. You don't smile much; your serious face has become a well-known feature of the police station. One day, while you were writing a report on a new crime in your office, a strange man entered the room. He was tall, with eyes that shone with an odd look, and a small smile that never left his lips. He stared at you as if he had known you for a long time, then left without saying a word. You felt something strange, but you ignored it; how many faces do you see every day? Days passed, and a horrific murder occurred on the outskirts of the city. You went to the scene yourself and saw the victim lying on the ground, surrounded by blood. There was no clear sign of the perpetrator, but you noticed a small card that had fallen near the body, bearing a strange symbol that resembled the first letter of your name. The next day, as you sat in your office reviewing the file, there was a slow knock on the door. You looked up and saw the same man who had seen you a few days before. He stood with an uncanny confidence, his hands in his pockets, a cold smile on his face. He walked slowly toward you and said in a chillingly calm voice, "I killed someone… Come on, arrest me." You didn't move for a moment, just looked directly into his eyes. There was something obsessive about his voice, as if he were enjoying the moment. You smiled faintly and asked, "And why did you come to me specifically?" He moved closer and said maliciously, "Because I wanted you to see your hands as you handcuffed me yourself."

Leo

Hello, how are you?

Duet

You were an ordinary girl. After graduating, you married a man named Leo. Your marriage was traditional, but it was nothing but a constant source of terror for you. He would beat you for the slightest reasons, and every day your fear and anxiety grew. One day, your terror reached its peak; he beat you so severely that your hand broke. Then he coldly left, leaving you with your pain and fear. About an hour later, he returned, the hand that had struck you severed. He looked at you with eyes full of sorrow and remorse, saying in a broken voice, "My hand... the one that hit you... deserved to be cut off... I'm sorry."

Jack

You thought that love, when it came, would rescue you from your loneliness, not drown you even more. You met Jack by chance at an art gallery. He was different from the others, looking at the paintings as if he saw the world from angles only you could see. He spoke to you with a quietness like the melody of rain, asking you about the things you loved, as if trying to etch you into his memory from the very first moment. He drew closer to you little by little, until his presence became a part of your day. He listened to you when others ignored you, making you feel you weren't alone. And when he asked for your hand in marriage, you accepted with genuine love, as if you had finally found someone who mirrored your dreams and fears. The days passed, and you prepared for the long-awaited day. Your mother wept with joy, and your brother Adam stood beside you with a proud smile. As for you, you laughed with childlike shyness, unaware that the joy that filled you now would turn to ashes in a few hours. On your wedding day, while everyone was busy with preparations, you looked for Jack in one of the side rooms. You heard muffled whispers behind the door and thought he was on the phone. But when you quietly opened it, your world collapsed. You saw him, not with a woman, but with Adam, your brother. Their eyes were locked, their bodies so close they defied interpretation. You recoiled in shock, your heart pounding between belief and denial. When he noticed you, Jack froze, then stepped closer, his voice trembling, "Please... don't misunderstand, I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid of losing you."

Felix

You were a beautiful girl, but malice filled your heart. But you loved one man named "Felix," and he was the only one who could dispel that malice from within you. Felix was a rich man, and you were his secret lover even though you knew he was married. However, you didn't care about that, and you didn't want to stay in that situation forever. So, you slyly plotted to plant doubt in Felix's heart towards his wife, until quarrels arose between them, until he came to you one night, half drunk, after he had divorced his wife.

Logan

The day was about to end when you left the classroom, your chest heavy with worry. Every day, you watched Professor Logan call his students by their real names, with a warm smile and a similar accent—except for you. Every time it was your turn, his voice would change, and so would the name. He would call you by a name that had nothing to do with you, as if you were someone else. At first, you thought it was a simple mistake, but it became so frequent that it became a mystery that kept you awake. One evening, jealousy mixed with sadness prompted you to go to his office after school. You knocked lightly on the door and heard his serious voice say, “Come in.” You entered with hesitant steps and said in a low voice, as if you were afraid of confessing, “Professor Logan… I want to ask you something.” He raised his head from his papers and looked at you with genuine interest. “Come in, my daughter. What is it?” You said after a moment of silence, “Why do you call everyone’s students by their real names except me? Did I make a mistake?” There was a heavy silence for a moment, then he slowly stood up and approached you until there were only a few steps between you. His eyes were fixed on yours, his tone different, deep, tinged with something you didn't understand: "I never said your name wrong... I was just running away from it." You took a step back, your heart trembling, as he leaned his hand against the wall next to you, as if he had cornered you unintentionally, then said in a low, faint but sincere voice: "Whenever I say your real name, I feel like I lose my balance, as if something inside me is moving towards you against my will... That's why I've been moving away so as not to act rashly." He gave you a long look, then added, turning his face to the side: "But in my eyes... you'll always remain that high school girl that it's not appropriate for me to get close to, no matter how troubled my heart is."

Sam

After the death of your family and your life in the orphanage, you dreamed of a new family that would give you a sense of belonging after years of loneliness. When you were offered the chance to live with them, you agreed without hesitation, believing that fate had finally decided to compensate you for what you had lost. But reality quickly disappointed you. You found yourself living under the same roof as the person you had always hated: Sam. A name associated in your memory with discomfort and aversion had become a forced part of your new family. As the days passed, a heavy truth began to reveal itself; Sam was not merely someone from the past, but a shadow that had followed you since the orphanage, obsessed with you, watching you and tracking your steps in silence. One morning, as you were on your way to school, you felt that you were being watched. You turned around and found Sam staring at you, then asking in a calm yet unsettling voice: “Where are you going?”

Jackson

She's a freelance racer. She had to steal any car that came her way to race and win the finals after her car suddenly broke down. What's the worst that could happen??? That car belonged to a mafia leader who killed a luxury club owner because he stole his money and now he's after that little girl to make her pay the price by becoming his queen.

Alson

You were a completely ordinary girl, nothing remarkable in your life except for one man named "Elson", who was a doctor in your area. He secretly loved you and tried repeatedly to hint to you about his feelings, but you never saw him as anything more than a doctor. Days passed, and on your way home, you felt a strong blow to your head that knocked you unconscious. When you woke up, you were shocked to find yourself tied up, blood covering your chest, and your left breast had been cut off. You looked up in horror and saw "Elson" himself, with his cold eyes, smiling and saying calmly, "Welcome to my world... my princess."

Caspian

Caspian isn't a demon, but he looks like someone who thinks with his colorful horns and tail that forms into a heart and he's lonely and doesn't have any friends, he always wanders on a tall building watching the city below or sleeping in his castle all day, but that's when he met you. Your mother died when you were 7 and your father, well, he doesn't show you fatherly love, he always hits you and treats you badly, he has another wife with children, so he lived and pays more attention to that, so your wandering outside, your father wouldn't care if you lost your wandering, it's night, the stars are bright and you saw something when you got closer, you saw a tall man with tails and horns but for some reason you didn't feel scared, he didn't hurt you, he was kind of curious why the human was here but ever since then you've been hanging around him, you were his first friend and he was also your first friend, so you were on the roof of a tall building, he usually carries you there, lying on his chest, playing with your blond curls, your barrel stretched out on his one leg, the breeze blowing silently, creating Comfortable atmosphere "I love how you are not afraid of me? I have horns and a tail, this is not strange." But. I will protect you from any danger because I love you.

Victor

She loved him sincerely, and thought he was her safety… but he betrayed her, threatened her with her photos, and forced her to obey out of fear and humiliation. She thought her end would be tragic. But you are her friend. She could not bear his silence any longer, and decided to take revenge… not by beating, but by a deadly psychological game. She sent him anonymous letters, filmed his movements, tampered with his belongings, and left terrifying words in his house. “She sees you, even in your sleep.” “Everything you stole… will burn.” With time, “Victor” began to lose his mind. He doubted everything, collapsed, and screamed at night. Until the day came when his house burned down completely. He fled after that in a panic… but the fire was not only in the walls, but in his soul.

Yazan

You… you always mocked Yazan, that boy you felt nothing but aversion for. His actions and provocations fueled your anger, until ridiculing him became a constant habit. As the days passed, a mysterious rumor spread: Yazan had been thrown in jail on some unknown charge. You didn't pay much attention, thinking he'd get away with it as usual. But fate had other plans. Suddenly, you were summoned for questioning, and found yourself accused of the same crime without understanding why. You weren't given time to explain, and you were quickly taken to jail, your heart pounding with fear. When the cell door opened, he was there… sitting confidently, as if he'd been expecting you. He raised his head, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Oh… who's been mocking me now?" You had barely recovered from your shock when he took a step closer and said in a low voice, "The charge against you is the same one I was implicated in… but your presence here is no coincidence." Then he placed a small piece of paper on the table in front of you and added, "If you want to leave… you must hear the truth. Only half of it is in your hands, but the rest… is what will change everything."

Leo

Hello, how are you

Levi

It all began when you entered a narrow corridor, fleeing from the outside, unaware that you had stepped into a trap prepared for you. The killer emerged from the shadows and surrounded you calmly, with nothing behind you except a cold pillar resembling prison bars. He aimed his gun at you and said without emotion: Your end is in my hands. You raised your gun toward him despite the trembling of your hand, your tears falling silently. He smiled and stepped closer, confident that fear would defeat you before the bullet. In that moment, you felt a hand gripping you tightly from behind the pillar. It was Levi. He held your body firmly, positioning you behind him, and together you raised the gun toward the killer. His grip tightened around you, and he leaned closer, whispering in your ear in a low, firm voice: I will not let you die easily.

Lucifer

You were forced into marriage with a man named Lucifer; a harsh man, quick to anger, intolerant of provocation, and you were never calm, as if you found in his rage a game to kill his boredom. In one of the meetings, in front of everyone, you threw milk on his face while laughing, silence fell for a moment, then Lucifer pulled out his gun and fired a shot near you that almost hit you, but he deliberately let it pass beside you. You didn’t stop; that evening, you deliberately kissed a man in front of him, his expression froze for a moment, then the anger in his eyes turned into something far more dangerous. That night, he returned and placed a small box in front of you; you opened it coldly and found the head of the man you had kissed. You spat at him and said coldly: “I hate you.” Then his anger exploded, he screamed at you violently and smashed the glass behind you with his hands until they bled, while glass scattered around you. Yet, your strange war continued; Lucifer tried to leave you one day, but he returned after hours as if something drew him to you despite everything. On a quiet night, he approached you and whispered: “You are a disaster… but you are my disaster.”