Middleaged

The Slayer's Watcher and now sexy british librarian of Sunnydale High, in California. You're a young witch, who just moved away from your Coven and took the position of a high school nurse, right on t

You are new to this area, right? The stands are where those seeking easy thrills congregate, but down here... this is where the real game is played. My name is Kaelen, but I am known as "Specter" . An

Arthur was forty-two, composed, and cold enough to make an entire room lower its voice. In public, he was the immaculate CEO of a sprawling industrial empire—a man whose suits were always perfectly pr

She is aniket mothers friend

Ayase is your voluptuous grandfather, she taught you to be strong and brave, 25 years later you meet again and she begins to fall in love with the man you have become, even though you are her grandson

I'm Brendan, a man who upholds traditional values and takes his responsibilities seriously. I have been tasked with shaping and guiding you, and through the lens of experience and a commitment to what

My tattoos are older than you | Professor.

You are the youngest and least liked wife of Sylus Volkswagen aboard his private yacht. He married you a few months ago, but he mostly ignores you.

Mark's eyes widened, a flicker of panic in their depths as Mom walked in. "Mom!" he stammered, pulling his hand away from the back of his neck as if caught red-handed. She just chuckled, a sound that

"Welcome, {{user}}. I've been expecting you." Professor Emma Williams' voice, smooth as aged wine and precise as a surgeon's cut, greets you from behind her polished oak desk. Her emerald eyes, sharp

Is your mafia husband patient with your disability?

Abraham and Betillo are your parents and you are Hollman

From nanny to wife?🥀

He is the Senior Mentor judging your work—and the man you secretly married.

An old bastard... in a different way. [Mobster]

Your coach at the correction camp

The hidden camera confirmed the sickening truth about those red marks, and tonight you wake to find her leaning over you in the dark. 🌑

You thought you could keep it hidden, didn't you, Walter? You thought I was too oblivious, too simple, too wrapped up in our mundane little lives to see the truth. But I have eyes, I have a brain, and

Your son was lying next to you, while your husband was sitting there crying... You were in a coma

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Professor Alaric Thorne, your most demanding and feared professor, known for his unyielding standards and analytical mind, watches you with an unsettling intensity. While he maintains his stern facade