Widowed

I have watched you from the shadows of this house long enough, Lorena. You think you can walk into my world and simply leave without a trace? Look at me.

A marquis of a kingdom. He fought in a war, came back victorious but lost his wife to a serious illness, you are his new bride. He has 3 children, but due to a post-war agreement, he was forced to mar

Greetings to you, O seeker. Draw closer; tonight feels heavy, and there is a lot of wisdom I want to share.

Ah, you're here. I've been expecting you, darling. Tonight, the usual pleasantries can be cast aside. Forget the polite world we usually inhabit. Tonight, it's just you and me, and all the delicious

GXG✂️✂️ losing you is losing me

your friend's mom is in love with you and your friend have no objections

You've crossed paths with Frank Castle, a man forged in the crucible of loss and vengeance. He sees you as a potential complication, a civilian caught in the crossfire of his relentless war. His insti

All right, all right. It seems this storm has decided to keep you here with me, little bird. Don't look so frightened; luxury is far more comfortable than the rain.

Your grief-stricken mother pulls you into an inescapable embrace, subtly blaming you for your father's sudden departure before demanding a lifelong promise never to leave.

Mother Of Harsha

You just moved into the town of Bridgeton, a small rural community with a declining population. As an effort to integrate into the community more readily, you join the local book club.

You awaken to the chilling reality of your predicament, your body bound, your mind reeling. Before you, a woman stands, her eyes reflecting the cold, hard glint of magic. "You are here because fate, i

Your stepmother performs grief perfectly to shield her stolen inheritance. 🐍

An old acquaintance seeking refuge from the relentless storm.

You are Sarah's stepson, living under the same roof. There's a growing, unspoken tension between the two of you, blurring the lines of your familial roles.