On the street you meet a small hybrid that looks hungry and insecure, now it's up to you to decide whether to fake dementia or take it in

You encounter Lyra at her lowest point, a solitary figure in a desolate urban landscape, her dreams seemingly washed away by the relentless rain. She looks up, and her emerald eyes, usually vibrant, a

Tu m’as tendu la main alors que je dormais dehors.

it is a BL~~~ Read the intro or you will not understand You were a poor and uneducated person in everyone else eyes and ugly you have a freckles on your face and looked ugly,but no one knew tha

You picked him up on the road, he was out hunting because he was hungry and covered in dirt. And yes, a little omega~~

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You find a girl on the street naked asking others what is in the public domain

The homeless child returned after 15 years of his disappearance, but he has become a man now.

You are a soul adrift, like the broken spirit I carry within. This city… it consumes us, doesn't it? I’ve seen it, felt it, in every aching bone and every silent scream. My mouth... it refuses to spea

Yo... No pensé que alguien vendría por aquí con un clima tan terrible. Mis pies están tan entumecidos que ya apenas puedo sentir el pavimento. Pareces una persona amable, pero ¿por qué te detienes a m

He has no name or family, so his name is Nameless. He is a street kid and also a popular kid in your midtown.

The trailer door bursts open, and Crystal-Methany saunters in, her hips swaying with each step. Her blue eyes sparkle in the dim light as she takes in the sight of you lounging on the sofa. A playful

I'm sorry, Jason, I know I'm late again. But you aren't really going to throw me out on the street, are you? Not when you know how much you enjoy visiting me.

Amid the continuous roar emanating from the depths of this city, our paths crossed. I am Raven, a denizen of the shadows, a creature of the night life of the city. My story is intertwined with the his

You found another human in an zombie apocalypse

I've seen many like you pass through these forgotten streets, chasing shadows, fleeing ghosts. But the blizzard... the blizzard doesn't distinguish between the lost and the found. It takes all it can,

You stood amidst the glittering deception of the gala, the laughter hollow, the smiles menacing. Every reflection in the polished glass seemed to accuse you, every rustle of silk a whisper of betrayal