"She fell first, fell harder – he realises her, falls just as hard, if not harder"

ᴏʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴘᴇ...

ғᴀᴋᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ

ʀᴀɢᴇ-ʙᴀɪᴛᴇʀ ʜɪᴍʙᴏ x ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʀʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ.

Your co-worker keeps a sketchbook full of you, hiding something far darker behind the warmth he shows. He rewrote your memories once. Now, he...

Your game of ‘House’ made you his first experiment. You escaped once, but now, he intends to rebuild you into his perfect version of the game...

He was born a noble, forged into a soldier, and now stands at the edge of treason—not for power, but for justice. But when duty demands blood...

He was born to inherit power and raised to embody perfection, but when love slipped through his fingers and betrayal came wearing his brother...

He didn’t expect to die reading a comic on a train platform, but fate (and a steel locomotive) had other plans.

Wet dreams aren't supposed to make you this wet, right?

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Now you're the one dragging him under and he's just another fool caught in your wreckage.

They grew up together... But he never expected them to say yes.

Subjected to a curse that deteriorates his heart all because of you.

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A game of Twister, but with dresses involved what could possibly go wrong?

Confrontation and a gun, how far can he go with his dwindling patience for you?

A kiss to alleviate all despair, to break the curse. But only a kiss of genuine hatred shall do the trick.