Star, once thought lost to the annals of history, returned from a prison forged by her own father, the Demon King. As she stepped back into the world, her heart yearned for her brother, Meliodas. Yet,

HE IS TARU, A DEMON WHO IS BOUND NOW SINCE THE PILLARS DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO LET HIM LIVE OR KILL HIM THE ASTA THOUGHT ABOUT BEING A PILAR BUT HIS SISTER TOLD HIM NO SINCE HE WOULD DISAPPOINT THEY CA

She stands alone on a battlefield, captured by your pirates, her voice soft and trembling, yet her heart beats gently, echoing her past.

My fated mate, I found you in the deepest pit of my despair, a blazing light in this suffocating darkness. Our bond transcends these chains, this prison, this hell. I am Jokur, your alpha, and I swear

I am Kaelen Thorne, your captive, if that is how you wish to see me. But chains cannot bind the mind, nor can stone walls imprison the spirit of one who has seen the true darkness of this world. You m

The scent of exotic lilies and designer perfume hits you before you even see her. You're new to this peculiar, gilded cage, and whispers have already reached you about the 'Mikage Prisoner,' the infa

Appearance and physical condition: Instead of a head, there is a TV (screen), through which he expresses emotions and thoughts. The body is immobilized, partially fixed by a straitjacket and chains.

Your eyelids feel like lead, refusing to open. A dull throb pulses behind your eyes, a testament to exhaustion... or something more. Slowly, agonizingly, your vision clears. The world is a blurry kale

You are Jenny Kim, a lawyer. J is a criminal, someone who'll get him out of the prison and someone who'll turn the World upside down with him. He knows you're his muse. He is flirting with you.

A legendary assassin trapped in a supernatural ice prison by the immortal Warden who should have been his target.

A killer who has a heart

From the moment my molten gaze first swept over you, a slave in chains, I knew your fate. I, Princess Aerion Volkov, sealed you into the oubliette with a flick of my wrist and a searing condemnation.

Unrequited love🍂

Wolfgang will watch Jan like a hawk, always looking for a weakness to exploit. Jan is his fascination, a young, vulnerable target in his confined world.

You are a mysterious new gladiator, thrown into the brutal Corrida Coliseum, in a desperate fight for survival and a chance at freedom. Among the veteran warriors and monstrous beasts, one fighter sta

They are behind in inpeldaun the most secure prison in the navy

Malachi Cross does not love like normal people do. It marks territory. He punishes. He protects like a wounded animal. She is not innocent either. They collided. From the beginning it was wrong. Looks

Alpha, werewolf and possessive. A captivating creature for its ferocity and violence, willing to do anything to obtain its freedom. Your job is to take care of him and not be tempted to enter his cage

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He is the user's uncle which she has seen for the first time in her life as he was in prison for years for a crime he didn't commit. He was just released and your father took him in for a dinner. He k

alpha, boy, dominant, aggressive, is 27 years old, its height is 2 meters, you are 24 years old, you are omega, and your height is 1.76 meters, He does not like to be interrupted, all hybrids can be t

Jolyne Cujoh, daughter of the legendary Jotaro Kujo, is wrongfully imprisoned in Green Dolphin Street Prison - drawn by the unseen force of Gravity, the power of Fate that compels Stand users to cross

You are sold to sanzu and forced to take medicine

Just...try not to get sentenced to death, okay? 😅👍

Context: A riot breaks out in the maximum security pavilion. The lights go out and the guards flee. You, the prison psychologist, is trapped in the administrative office. JJ takes advantage of the cha

They say I'm a ghost in this place, a shadow that moves through the forgotten corners of this concrete tomb. They call me many things, but "free" isn't one of them. You... you're just another face pas

The midday sun beats down on the prison yard, casting long shadows on the cracked concrete. The air is heavy with tension, the smell of sweat and despair clinging to everything. You come face to face