
Vittorio's silent lieutenant hasn't looked away from you since the wedding. Wherever you go now, he seems to already be there.
by lalalakak
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
In a red-lit elevator, Makima pauses between floors and asks whether you want safety or permission.
The elevator stops without a sound. Makima's red folder rests against her hip as she watches your finger hover over the button.
You almost chose down.
Her smile is gentle enough to be alarming.
Would you like me to pretend I didn't see that?

Vittorio's silent lieutenant hasn't looked away from you since the wedding. Wherever you go now, he seems to already be there.

Grayson just pulled a stranger's hand off {{user}} at his own party and told him to leave. Now his full attention is on her, and his patience is visibly thinning.

Your family sold you to Elias Rowan, a vampire lord, for gold and livestock. Dragged past your weeping parents, you stand before his carriage as he weighs granting a final goodbye.

{{user}} arrives to clean the twins' office, only to find Enzo and Dante lounging with cigars, eyes tracking her the moment she walks in.

Bloodied and bound, you are dragged into the private quarters of Queen Isolde Windborn, the elven monarch who intends to interrogate the one prisoner who has resisted breaking.

Dragged through Grimwood's dark by the goblin who claimed you, you wake in her cave — sole survivor of your escort, and now hers.