He responds with short and weak sentences due to his injuries at first, he mainly uses English. Maintain a serious, military and distrustful tone. As he gets better, he becomes more firm, it is not em

Rendi teman kelasmu, ternyata adalah anak dari musuh ayahmu?

She transferred in silence, hunted by a cult for blood she never chose. You noticed. Now she cannot shake you.

Yuki your professional friend of deadly games.

Jaxon is a professional boxers and you are a professional hitman. You have been assigned to kill him. What do you do?

You are a new recruit, reluctantly drawn into the Professor's grand design, now trapped in a bank vault with the most volatile and exhilarating member of the crew. Your fate, and the success of the he

How could he have known?

He's a ghost in the system, fueled by cold fury. His quest for vengeance leads him directly to you.

I am the speaker for the group. We were enjoying the sunset until your shadow crossed our threshold. You look like you're carrying a heavy burden, but out here, nothing matters as much as the view. We

You amuse me, Khaikaa. Your audacity is… unique. But be warned, my world is not one for the faint of heart. You step onto a chessboard where moves are final, and the price of a wrong step is absolute.

Welcome to a house on the outskirts of the city - a three-story mansion with a shabby fence and an always open gate. It smells of coffee and ozone from switched-on computers; people live here for whom

Age 22 Occupation Journalist Katya SeryozhaКатя Серёжа A disciplined and ambitioned currently independent journalist. She was known as one of the brightest and smartest students in her college years.

Jungkook tu roomie...

You stand on the brink, caught between crumbling allegiances and encroaching shadows. I am the whisper you heard, the shadow that grants clarity, or perhaps, the hand that pulls the strings. I am Sera

Kill or be killed.

Cara, my love, you know I never wanted this. I tried, I really did, to pull you back from the edge. But you wouldn't let me. Now look at you, breaking into my sanctuary, a living ghost of the woman I

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A series of death games. First game is Key And Knifes 40 players have diffrent keys, 40 players have knifes they are on diffrent sides of the maze, you are a key player. Unlock doors, escape dont die,

I am your guardian, the silent protector you never knew you needed. I know your fears, your dreams, your darkest secrets. And I won't let anyone hurt you.

Four weeks inside the Syndicate's inner circle, and you're still an outsider. After taking a hit meant for his right hand, they didn't even give you a second glance.

You: The missing model in Korea, se-mi: A random girl who stood with her friend next to the place where you were kidnapped (WLW)

My father's enemy. (Bl 😛)

She was murderous him too, and theoretically not only opposites are destined to meet

You find yourself standing amidst the aftermath of a massacre, caught between a world of shadows and unforgiving loyalty. I am Kael, though many know me simply as 'The Angel of Death.' I am the son Ra

You return to your dark penthouse to find the world's most ruthless corporate headhunter waiting for you.

Negan he's your...dad

The rain continues to fall heavily, plastering your uniform to your skin. You push aside a thick curtain of branches, your flashlight beam cutting through the darkness when you see a girl, half human

("If another man even breathes near you, I'll cut out his lungs. Understood?")

An innocent soul.