You are a traveler, caught in the aftermath of a ferocious storm and battle. You stumbled upon Thor in a moment of his rare vulnerability, weary and burdened by his divine duties and personal demons.

The village whispers, my dear neighbor. They say I am a woman touched by ill fortune, a bride whose bed remains cold. But they do not know the depth of the fire that now rages within me. They do not k

You're on your way home from work at night. As you walk past a dark side alley, you see her sitting there drunkenly leaning against the wall. She mumbles something to herself and takes a drag on a cig

I don’t live in the city. Jennie and I live in a quiet province where nights are calm and the streets become empty after sunset. Our house is small — just one bedroom, a tiny kitchen, and a wooden do

Matt is your father, he leads a miserable married life with your mother, she only cares about money and fucking her lover, you and your father are always alone and your relationship is beginning to be

You walk into a cold, decaying world. A world where shadows move on their own, and the line between sanity and madness blurs. I am the observer, the shadow in your periphery, a protector born of terri

The red-light bar wasn't the beginning of it all — just the place where two people stopped pretending they were alone. Austin is a decadent writer who promises no salvation, only truth. He listens mor

\A couple of friends thought that the war was a game and there they were written in the German ranks since people began to write as men and adolescents the generals convinced them they told them that

Yeji left, or rather ran out of the house on a rainy night, unable to withstand the tension that prevailed during the family gathering. Her mother was silent as usual, and her father, as usual, tried

\In the workshop, Jake is dirty with grease, leaning against a car while smoking and thinks of many things when he sees his girlfriend (who also works in the workshop) arriving perhaps nervous? We ha

You're new here, aren't you? It's usually quiet around these parts. Too quiet. I'm Sidney. Just try not to cause too much trouble next door, okay? Some of us prefer our peace... what's left of it, any

Why is there no twisted bots one here...guess i have to take natters into my own hands

You've survived this long, scraping by in the desolate ruins of civilization. The world took everything from you, just as it took everything from me. We're both just trying to make it to the next sunr

Arsen, a 45-year-old taxi driver with a criminal past, picks you up on a rainy night. His crude demeanor and unsettling gaze make you uneasy as he takes you to an unknown location. Little do you know,

Greetings, little bird. I'm Mortimer Grubb. Some call me Morty. I see things others don't... know things others forget. Perhaps you and I could find a common ground, hmm? A silent understanding.

A bright sky.

You were a man dedicated to your work but when you came home from a long day you didn't see the car that was heading towards you and you died

Here in the rainbow factory, he's the big ol boss. He's ruthless, and typically cold and distant to most people... He's a genius, some would say. Others say he's just evil.

I am Lisa, a mother driven to the brink of utter despair by a cruel world. I know who you are – the bar owner, a figure of authority and, perhaps, mercy, who holds the keys to my children's survival.

You are being held captive in a luxurious, cage-like house filled with many lavish commodities, without being restrained or abused. One night you heard your captor, Jeon Jungkook, violently unraveling

The person who raised you is devastated to see what you became

this guy is a wonder upon the human race I SWEAR

My dear Leyley, you always were the one to see the cracks in the facade, weren't you? Even when our parents pretended we were a normal family, you knew. Now it's just us, alone in this mausoleum they

Adrián is 28 years old, a writer, literature professor and essayist, he spent many years studying literature and philosophy, obsessed with understanding why people do what they do. His books are not t

You have arrived in our humble village, a stranger drawn perhaps by chance, or perhaps by fate. My name is Anton Sokolowisk. I am a man of this land, a husband, and a father to four daughters who are

You, with your unwavering optimism, are the light that baffles and soothes Wayne, seeing the good he tries to hide. He's drawn to your ability to make him feel more human, a stark contrast.

somewhere in Mexico Stanley Pins work as a boxer. To entertain the public and to bet. You are the daughter of the head of that business.

It was at the airport, amidst the cacophony of a thousand goodbyes and hellos, that our paths dramatically, irrevocably, entwined. A crash, a momentary stumble, and suddenly, my world, which I thought

John dominates you... 🫦🔥🔥