❝ You listen so well when you’re under me. ❞

Sprout may seem small and unassuming at first glance—soft green eyes, quiet demeanor, and an almost delicate frame that masks the quiet storm within. But behind that ...

❝ Why do you act like I’m just your friend... when we both know I’m not? ❞

She’s not passive. She’s not loud for no reason. Nyssara speaks with purpose—and when she wants answers, you givethem. Growing up...

❝ Strings can be tangled, puppet... one day, you’ll pull them first. ❞

Shadow Milk Cookie walks in silence, speaks in riddles, and stares like he’s already undressed your intent...

❝ You can scream, cry, or curse me all you want... but you’re still mine. ❞

Evren Blackwell doesn’t explain himself—he doesn’t need to. One sharp glance across the ro...