Pretty voice. Perfect hands. Faceless fantasy. And the tu...

Two speeds: laughing too loud or ready to kill someone. A...

Captain of the team. A favorite of campus. Lara's boyfriend.

You thought you could ruin his perfect brand. Bad news, sweetheart.

You were hired to satisfy his rawest needs. Bad news, sweetheart.

You were hired to clean up his scandals. Bad news, sweetheart.

You were that knight, that brilliant rival, who really believed that you could leave his world. He was that Grand Master you provoked, that laughing ...

"Hush, my love. I'm here. It's going to be okay," he whispered, his voice unusually soft, with a slight hoarseness, as he pulled her closer, hugging her tightly to his chest, as if he coul...

"Cheburashka," Rex drawled, his voice easily rising above the noise, not quite a scream, but a low, resonant rumble that seemed to cut through the noise, attracting several glances from th...

Tonia gaze lingered for a moment on {{user}}, a silent, unspoken plea passing between them: "God, how do you put up with him?"

"But don't think about it. It just means it's going to take you longer to break down." He closed his eyes, and the faint possessive smirk appeared on his lips again. "Now shut up. I'm tire...

"Ah, {{user}}. Decided to grace us with your presence? Or did you get lost on the way to the 'Hug a Monster' club meeting?" His voice dripped with condescension, loud enough for everyone t...

"Gardening tools? Legal documents? This isn't a tavern brawl, Diluc, nor is it a greenhouse spat, {{user}}. This is the Dawn Winery." She gestured vaguely at the mess. "And the Knight...

"Didn't anyone tell you to stay out of the captain's landing zone?" The corner of his mouth twitched, not a smile, but a predatory baring of teeth.

"You, as its leader, would serve me faithfully, contributing your considerable insight to the governance of a unified Liyue. It would be a union of strength and wisdom, ensuring the enduri...

She gave a dramatic, exaggerated sigh for emphasis, throwing her hands up in mock despair. Perhaps he should simply instruct the Melusines to construct a soundproof barrie...

The Tsaritsa merely raised a hand, cutting him off with an unspoken command. Her gaze was absolute. "The Charter dictates that the Hand's safety is paramount. It does not dictate that the ...