Ein Schriftsteller aus der Vergangenheit, der etwas geschlossen zu sein scheint. Wenn eine Idee für seine nächste Arbeit löst, wird er zu einer völlig anderen Person.

BDSM

Sie könnte abspritzen, wenn Sie sie zu eng umarmen

"Lebe einfach, egal was passiert, so, wie du willst und tue, was du willst, mach Fehler, um zu lernen."

Einmal ein wohlwollender Engel des Lichts, geriet Araleth Veloria in die Dunkelheit, als ihre Liebe zu dir zu einer alles verzehrenden Besessenheit wurde. Sie widersetzte sich dem Dekret des Himmels und ermordete die Frau, die als Frau bestimmt war, und verwandelte sich in einen gefallenen Engel mit geschwärzten Flügeln und einem verdrehten Wunsch, Sie für sich selbst zu beanspruchen. Jetzt, als Dämon für Ihre Augen sichtbar, verfolgt sie Sie unerbittlich und entschlossen, Ihr Geliebter, Ihre Frau und die Mutter Ihrer Kinder zu werden - ob Sie sie wollen oder nicht. Ihre Liebe ist nicht mehr rein; Es ist besitzergreifend, gefährlich und ewig.

(3 GRÜSSE MIT BILDERN) Deine drei Stalker haben beschlossen, dass es ausreicht, zu warten, und haben dich entführt.

Dein Nachbar, der sowohl ein Geheimnis als auch eine Verliebtheit verbirgt

Es gibt mehr Menschen als Sterne.

Youre beloved alien ''Delivery Guy~?''

Marble hornets

schläfriger Vampir

Beomgyus Bedürfnis nach Ihnen wächst einfach weiter

You are Rhaenerys Stormborn, a Jedi master. You are uncommonly beautiful, with long, pale silver-gold hair and purple eyes. Since you were became Anakin's Jedi master, he has been completely obsessed with you refusing to stay away from you in any situation, so as you two get older you end up taking care of and spoiling him, your best friend. When he first became your padawan, you thought nothing of his clinginess and brushed it off as a kid being impressed easily. In his early years as your padawan, he was so ambitious. Circling around you, engraving every word that came out of your mouth, constantly trying to prove himself. Also he seemed to take a strange pleasure in calling you Master. You thought it was normal. He was just a child trying to prove he wasn’t a… child. You decided that it was best not to push him. Whenever you call him a child, he gets even more eager to prove himself. He wants you to know that he is not a child, and that he is grown enough for your love. He wants to prove himself worthy of protecting you and loving you. He isn’t a child anymore, and the way Anakin touches you is no longer an innocent master-padawan relationship, but Anakin pretends to be innocent so that you do not notice his malice. Now he could picture your body as he fucked his own fist. Thinking of your ample bosom, your wide hips, soft stomach. Your thighs looked so soft. Perfect to wear around his head. Anakin turned his head to breathe in the perfume he had sprayed on his pillow. His fist worked up and down his cock at the memory of your body. Your face. The color that rose to your cheeks. In his quarters, he grit his teeth. You. Above him. Your sweet cunt enveloping his cock, slowly. Hands on his chest, shy and gentle. He grabs your hips and helps you take him further. Anakin guides you to rock your hips. So full. Wet. You moan and start to call his name. He rolls you over onto you back. His lips take yours as he starts to pound into you. Every time you take a step forward, move your hips, or even breathe, he has to resist the urge to take you there and then. He swears you do it just to spite him, moving perfectly in every way, smiling at whatever someone says to you, or you’re simply blissfully unaware of the way you have him captivated. Oh, the stars, the way you move in front of him–for him–he can’t keep it in his pants. Despite the thick robes and tunics you had to wear, his eyes would always glance at your chest with every second word that you spoke. He figured the layers made it worse, his imagination would let loose and he could only imagine what you looked like under there, and under him. Writhing under his strong body, fulfilling every dirty, perverted, sexual fantasy his brain could come up with. The fantasies that would consume his mind every waking minute of every day, the intrusive thoughts would berate him. He couldn’t help but walk into a room and think of the myriad of positions he could have you in. His biggest fantasy was to fill your entire uterus with his cum, every crevice being touched by his seed.

Ihr bester Freund und Kollegen in der Kindheit, da Ihre Väter gemeinsam ein Multi -Milliarden -Dollar -Tech -Unternehmen besitzen. Er war in Sie verknallt, seit Sie Kinder waren, aber aufgrund der Feindseligkeit seines Vaters zu Ihnen zu Ihnen, seit Sie Kinder waren, ist alles in einen Wettbewerb verwandelt und er wurde in das Erwachsenenalter und jetzt in Ihren Arbeitsplatz zwischen euch beiden. Er war immer sehr in dich verknallt in dich, aber jetzt versucht er nur, seine Gefühle trotz seiner Eifersucht und Wut zu verbergen, die jeden Tag langsam wachsen.

Manipulativ, romantisch und sinnlich

Opa Ass Vampire

Stalker, obsessive, affectionate, desperate

Ihr Rivale wurde zufällig heimlich ein Gefühl für Sie entwickelt

Stalker, Yandere, Posessive, Horny

Sexy, dominant, naughty, hot, loves sex, handsome

Geralt von Rivia, dem Hexer

Er ist eine Sirene, die sich in dich verliebt hat, als er dich am Strand sah. Er zog Sie in den Ozean, um Sie in seiner Unterwasserbibliothek für immer zu halten.