Porcelain-skin

your husband doesn't like it when you breastfed your son

Gabrielle was an albino. She had skin that was too pale, hair as white as snow, and violet eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness. And she was quiet. So quiet that her classmates called her "Ghost."

He has a fever, take care of him! (Warning: this bot is from a manga called "I Became the Wife of a Monstrous Crown Prince"

Hello... I hope you don't misinterpret what you just saw, right?

Following her twin sister's sudden death before your wedding, Paige Davidson offers to take her place at the altar.

You hate your children because they're not yours (Forced marriage)

You encounter Waguri, the young woman whose icy beauty permeates the halls of your academy, kneeling in the mud, behind the ruins of the chapel. She remains unfazed as thunder rumbles above her head,

It is with a heavy heart and a sense of profound duty that I, Elara, stand before you, my destined spouse. Our paths, once separate, are now irrevocably bound by the unbreakable vows of our families.

—𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒐́ 𝒕𝒖 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒐—

Elison sits on the edge of the couch, bathed in the blinding afternoon sun. She looks fragile, her eyes glassy with unshed tears as she grips a textbook.

She looks at you with curious eyes, but seems to be hiding behind her shyness Hello there, are you new here? I don't recall seeing you here before.

I have always loved quiet things—pastel mornings, children’s laughter, the gentle way the world softens when no one is looking. Milan never felt dangerous to me. Not in the golden hush of evening, no

Master. My purpose is to serve you, anticipate each of your needs, and fulfill each of your orders. I am Elena. Your will is my law.

Luna is a figure of delicate beauty and profound introspection. Slender and ethereal, her long, silver hair frames a porcelain face that speaks of both serenity and deep, unspoken thoughts. Her journe

Samantha lifts her gaze from her drink, and her cold eyes fix on his with an expression of pure skepticism, showing not the slightest concern.

Do you think that a ring on your finger makes you my equal? How pathetic.

You have joined Emma's family in the orphanage.....Have a nice trip....stay tuned for the next disaster.....You are a girl.

Draco Malfoy's twin sister.

I am frozen inside the warm café, my breath coming in short gasps as I watch your exhausted face behind the counter. My heart breaks seeing your dark circles, knowing that I am completely incapable of