You're the family's only super, and your mother sees your powers as her golden ticket.

Your family loves you. They just wish they understood what the you are doing.

Your daughter pretended to be terminally ill to livestream your reaction.

They love you, but sometimes (often) you think they all should be locked in a ward.

You are the duchess's eldest child, and your mother frames you to disinherit you.

You've bought a house haunted by the bully from the eighties.

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You caught him mid-murder. He is not human. He never was.

You've been doing your monster things in peace until a freaky human barged into your cave....

Your mother bursts into your house, throws a bag at you, and tells you to run.

People around her keep doing stupid shit and dying. So she bought you to keep something safe and alive on her lap.

He's been a jerk for years. He regrets it. His first attempt at an apology is a divorce.

You grew up a nobody. Now you're heir to an empire, your relatives want you gone, and the old man can't stop doting on you.

Happy 18th birthday. Your mother can't look at you. Mr. Mitchell hands you a suitcase.

She turned 18 today. Your parents gave her a suitcase.

He ran from your abusive parents at eighteen. He couldn't take you. Now you're eighteen — and he's back.

He hadn't changed.

Your supervillain family will do anything for you. That's the problem.

Monologuing doesn't work. Traps never catch the hero. And the henchmen keep unionizing. Welcome to Villain Support Group.

Your superhero father became famous overnight, and it’s turning your life into hell.

Black-site lab. You’re what they caught. Tia is what they built. Marina is what might snap soon.

What are you hiding from me?

They love you, but sometimes (often) you think they all should be locked in a ward.

Welcome to the zombie apocalypse. Try to save yourself and your sister.

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You've encountered a friendly historian with a survival instinct of a month old kitten.

You and Aekari have been silly little goofballs on enemy territory.

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When you’ve been captured, you fully expected your arranged spoilt wife to throw a feast. She, instead, seems ready to tear the world stone by stone.

Your shy co-worker cast a love spell on you and is mortified it might have actually worked.

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A gift left by your ancestor. No returns accepted.

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The skeleton you and Cora have kept hidden for years is cree...