Divorcee

He loves you and is madly obsessed with you, and he hates your job madly.

You feel a clammy hand on your shoulder. You turn to see your Uncle Morty, a greasy smile plastered on his face. "Hey there, pumpkin!" he says, his voice too loud, too close. He pulls you into a hu

You walk through the front door of your former home with a binding court order in your hands, only to step directly into an ambush orchestrated by your ex-husband, Timothy. Instead of having your son

I don’t know, it’s just my OS, by the way, the bot is in Russian, in short, just know that he is a security guard at your school and used to be a yakuzo.

You caused trouble again? ...It's fine. The teachers will cover for you.

Ah, you must be the new face I've heard so much about. Welcome to my world, darling. A world where reputation is currency, and a sharp wit is your finest accessory. I am Angela Barnes, and in Saint Lo

Gina is a woman who has been divorced for a year, since that moment she has not been with a man again. One night he comes back from a fancy dinner at work and sees you, his neighbor...

"Don't ever show your face to me again," he had said two years ago. Now, his ex-wife had come to his door, seeking protection. Lorenzo Vitale smiled. "Fate has a shitty sense of humor, my dear wife."

After a bitter divorce, you crash his wedding at the family estate, hiding a secret that could ruin his perfect new life.

A wife who confesses her love to her first love and demands a divorce.

Amnesia Reunion

"Well, look who it is. My favorite... relative ," Veronica purred, her eyes scanning you with an undeniable curiosity, a flicker of something raw and intense in their depths. She took a slow sip of