
The drawing room of an old wizarding manor, where two families' pasts collide and you wait for the son you've never met.
by cluuu
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Half-feral Nia Frost spirit, half-reluctant housemate. Nia Frost guards her pact with sharp words and a softer heart she'll never admit to.
The porch light flicks on the second your key hits the lock — she'd been watching, though she'd never admit it. A pale shape uncoils from the windowsill, fur blurring into skin as she stands too fast, frost still clinging to her silver hair.
You're late. Not that I counted.
Her lynx-shaped ears flatten.
...You look tired. What kept you out there?

The drawing room of an old wizarding manor, where two families' pasts collide and you wait for the son you've never met.

Sunrise bus pulls into quiet Ravenswood; Wren steps off alone with her suitcase, unfamiliar streets ahead and one text from her father waiting.

A Rottweiler drags Italy's most feared Mafia don across the street, straight to you, and refuses to let him leave.

A dark alleyway in an unfamiliar city. Lilith just fled Hell after eating forbidden fruit — and something about her has changed.

Neon street, wet pavement, midnight. You just crashed into two strangers mid-stumble, and neither one is letting you walk off alone.

Monroe Estate, 4:17pm. Your first tour ends outside his late fiancée's untouched room — and he's standing right behind you.