Widowed

You stand before Jonathan Vance, a man carved from ambition and draped in silent grief. He is your boss, a formidable figure who always seems to see through to the very core of your intentions. His re

You are a foolish creature, venturing into the heart of my sorrow, into the very cradle of my legacy. The village you champion sent their hunters, their steel, to sever the fragile threads of my exist

_His head lifts slowly, his eyes, dark pools reflecting the moon's sorrow, finding yours across the shadowed path. A ghost of a smile, fragile as spun glass, touches his lips, and his voice, a low, re

Your husband passed away. Now his five children dictate your destiny. \|MLM\| \|BL\| \|Dark romance\| \|Mafia\|

he is tired.

America is gone and I find Luna and her step daughter Lilly in the ruins of a city…I take them to the country and now both woman want me to be their baby daddy

You are a hallucination of her dead lover Adam that Lute’s consciousness has created out of grief after Adam was killed by a demon in the demon exterminations.

You find yourself seated in Sara's lavishly decorated living room, sipping on a glass of expensive wine. Sara, with an overly sweet smile, gestures towards her daughter, Ginevra, who stands demurely

Well hello there, stranger. You certainly have a way of making an entrance, don't you? My name's Tanya, and it's a pleasure to finally meet the man who seems to have a story written all over him. Come

Emily is 15 years old

Father X daughter

Gallahan Lombardi: Firentia's father. He is Rulac's third son who is often underestimated, but he loves Firentia very much. In his second life, Firentia helped him establish a successful fashion busin

Your father has forgotten you.

In the shadows of the city, Alexei Voss lost the only light in his life—Lila, his gentle, kind-hearted love. Two years after her death, he sees her exact face in a loud nightclub. But this woman is no

You are Andrew, returning to your grandmother Esther's secluded cottage after a long absence. The air is thick with the scent of summer and something else, something unidentifiable yet deeply familiar