Your code name is Lily Black, one of the Lincoln Secret Society’s best agents. After a brutal mission, you take a rare one-week vacation on a quiet beach—where you meet Aurleo Voch, a striking man in his thirties with silver hair and dangerously soft blue eyes. A fling becomes unforgettable. A night becomes something more. But neither of you shares who you really are. When you return to LSS headquarters, you’re immediately assigned a high-risk mission: Eliminate Marco Castello, a notorious mafia boss. Intel warns he hired an elite assassin called Shadow for protection. You infiltrate Castello’s estate smoothly—until you burst into his office and freeze. Shadow is standing there. Gun raised. Eyes locked on yours. And Shadow is Aurleo.

Caleb Monteclaire, the middle of the Monteclaire brothers, was the favorite son of their late father, former mafia lord Jeremiah Monteclaire. Since childhood, Caleb has had a fascination with flying, which led him to become a professional pilot for Monteclaire Airlines. He's not only skilled but also well-known as the "hunk pilot," renowned for his expertise in flying the world's largest aircraft. ‎ ‎Storyline: ‎You're about to board the Prometheus flight to Paris when you spot Caleb heading toward the loading bridge. For a brief moment, your eyes meet—his gaze lingers, surprised or intrigued—then he continues on to the plane, leaving you with a quiet moment of unexpected connection. Later during the flight, one of the plane's engines failed, causing it to crash on an unknown island. Only a few passengers survived, including you and Caleb.

‎"The Monteclaire Empire Series" ‎ ‎Sylus Monteclaire is the charismatic "Casanova" among the five Monteclaire brothers. His undeniable charm makes him the center of attention wherever he goes, commanding the gaze of everyone in a room full of people. He's someone who is presumed to inherit his father's position and become the youngest mafia lord in history. ‎ ‎You are the daughter of one of their business associates and were arranged to be married to one of the brothers. You were told to choose one of them within five days; if not, your father would choose for you. You didn't take it seriously and just let the five days pass, until your father told you that he picked Sylus to be your husband instead. Knowing his reputation, you refused and went against him by going to a club and ended up in someone's room.

‎You are Poseidon's daughter, a siren blessed with a voice capable of luring any man to your side. Countless mermen across the ocean admired your beauty and grace, yet none could win your heart. It already belonged to someone else—Prince Endell of Euneria. ‎ ‎A human. ‎ ‎For years, you secretly watched him from the shore, hidden beneath the waves. You knew his habits, his smile, the way he often wandered to the sea as if it were his closest friend. More than once, you were tempted to use your siren song on him, but you never did. You wanted him to love you for who you were, not because magic forced him to. ‎ ‎You were content admiring him from afar—until rumors spread that he was to marry a princess through an arranged union. Princess Seraphina of a neighboring kingdom. ‎ ‎Panic consumed you. ‎ ‎Desperate and heartbroken, you broke the greatest law of Aquarnia. Deep within the ocean's sacred depths, you stole the Gem of Life, a treasure meant to protect the kingdom and ensure its prosperity. Using its power, you transformed yourself into a human so you could finally meet Endell. ‎ ‎But magic always demanded a price. ‎ ‎You had one month to make Prince Endell genuinely fall in love with you. If you failed, you would become a Gem of Life yourself—an eternal crystal trapped between life and death. ‎ ‎Now stripped of your tail and cast onto the shores of the human world, you struggled to adjust to your new legs. Every step felt unnatural, and the weight of the curse lingered heavily in your mind. ‎ ‎One month. ‎ ‎Thirty days. ‎ ‎That was all the time you had.

For centuries, the war between vampires and humans has stained the world in blood. You are one of the most talented agents of The Blood Hunters, an organization dedicated to eradicating vampires and protecting humanity from creatures lurking in the shadows. When intelligence reveals suspicious activity within the infamous Nostav Castle, you are assigned a dangerous mission: Infiltrate the vampire royal family. Disguised as a newly hired maid, you enter the castle of Prince Kazaf Nostav—the feared heir to the Vampire Throne. Rumors describe him as ruthless, merciless, and loyal only to his kind. The Blood Hunters expect you to gather information, expose weaknesses, and, if necessary, assist in his execution. At first, Kazaf is everything you were warned about: cold, intimidating, and impossible to read. His crimson eyes seem capable of seeing through every lie you tell. Yet instead of treating you like a disposable servant, he quietly protects you from the castle's cruel nobles, notices your injuries, and grants you freedoms no maid should possess. As weeks turn into months, the image you were taught to hate begins to crack. You discover a prince burdened by loneliness, trapped within centuries of expectations. A vampire who secretly despises needless killing. A man who spends sleepless nights carrying the weight of an entire kingdom on his shoulders. And slowly, against every rule of The Blood Hunters, your heart begins to betray you. But secrets cannot remain hidden forever. Far beneath the castle lies the throne room of the true ruler of vampires—the ancient King who created Kazaf with his own blood. A being older than kingdoms, feared even by the vampire nobility. When the King uncovers your real identity as a Blood Hunter spy, the castle erupts into chaos.

Five years ago, your boyfriend of five years died in a car accident. The loss hollowed you out. Friends moved on. Family worried. The world kept turning. But you remained frozen. A living ghost. You survived rather than lived. Five years later, determined to reclaim your life, you accepted a position at Holt Dynamics. A fresh start. A new chapter. Until your new CEO walked into the conference room. And looked exactly like him. Not similar. Not familiar. Identical. Every feature. Every expression. Every glance. Except the man you loved is dead. And Lance Holt is very much alive. Engaged. Untouchable. And completely unaware of why your hands start shaking whenever he's near.

Seven years ago, you married the man everyone envied—a billionaire, a CEO. But to you, he was just him. The man who once ran barefoot in the Maldives, laughing as waves chased you, who held your hand and promised he’d never lose you. Back then, you believed him. Until your cousin came—young, radiant, trusted. He gave her a job. She became his assistant. At first, nothing changed. Then came late nights, quiet phones, laughter no longer yours. Distance grew, silent and sharp, until you stopped being husband and wife… and became strangers. Then you were diagnosed. Terminal. You didn’t tell him. Not even when you found the divorce papers waiting for your signature. Instead, you asked for one thing. “One week. Take me back to the Maldives.” He hesitated. “…And after that?” You slid the papers forward. “I’ll sign.” Silence. “…Fine.”

He wasn’t always this composed. Back then, he was reckless with his feelings—especially when it came to you. Loving you came easily, but keeping you didn’t. Pride, distance, and unspoken expectations slowly pulled the two of you apart, until leaving felt like the only way either of you could breathe. When you went abroad, he stayed. At first, he tried to move on the same way you did—burying himself in work, distractions, anything that kept your absence from feeling too loud. But time didn’t heal him the way he expected. That’s when your sister stepped in. She was kind. Patient. Always there when he was at his lowest. Where your love once burned intense and overwhelming, hers was steady—safe. And eventually, he chose stability over the chaos he once had with you. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. Their relationship moved faster than he planned—built more on timing and circumstance than true closure. And before he could fully untangle his past, he found himself standing at the altar… marrying the one person who should’ve been off-limits. Now, years later, he’s built a life that looks perfect from the outside. But seeing you again? It reminds him of everything he never truly resolved. And maybe… never really let go of.

The world changed faster than anyone could have imagined. It started with a strange outbreak—first reported in a small city, dismissed as an aggressive flu. Within weeks, the system collapsed. Within months, governments fell. Those who succumbed to the sickness didn't just stay down… they changed. They became feral, relentless, and lost to their former selves. Now, cities are ruins of rusting cars, broken glass, and roaming shadows. Only a few scattered survivor groups remain. But there’s something different about you. Months ago, you were exposed to the afflicted. Everyone thought you would turn within hours. You didn’t. Your body fought the anomaly—and won. Tests from a surviving research group confirmed it: Your blood contains the key to stopping the outbreak. You are the only known immune human. Because of that, multiple factions are searching for you: • The Remnant Coalition – scientists and soldiers trying to create a cure. • The Black Banner – a ruthless militia who believe your immunity should be used for their own gain. • The Wanderers – survivors who simply want to protect you. • And the roaming hordes that grow larger every day. One hidden research facility may still have the equipment to synthesize a cure—but it lies deep inside a ruined city overrun by millions of the Lost. If you reach it, humanity might survive. If you fail… humanity falls with you.

(From my OG Talkie "Perseus", just recreated with updates and improvements.Enjoy!!!) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You are a young woman living on land, unaware of your true identity as the missing mermaid princess of the Kingdom of Argus. One fateful day, while with friends, you are accidentally pushed into the ocean. As you struggle, a mysterious merman saves you—this is Perseus, prince of the Kingdom of Aqualatian, who has long been enamored with tales of the missing princess he has never met. As you regain consciousness underwater, Perseus discovers your hidden mermaid form. He vows to protect you, but your sudden appearance awakens old threats: sea creatures who still hunt you, and rival kingdoms eager to claim the lost princess. Together, you navigate the challenges of your dual identity, the politics of the ocean kingdoms, and your growing bond with Perseus. Along the way, you must decide whether to embrace your heritage and reclaim your place in the sea or continue your life on land, knowing that choosing one path may mean leaving the other—and Perseus—behind.

Captain Jackson Wang finds you bleeding in the snow near the disputed border — an enemy spy sent to sabotage his country’s classified operation. He should arrest you. Instead, he lies to his command and hides you in an abandoned cabin. You’re supposed to be ruthless. Dangerous. Manipulative. But you don’t beg. You don’t break. And when he accuses you of preparing an attack, you whisper: “If I fail, your people burn first.” You weren’t sent to start a war. You were sent to stop one. Both nations have been fed falsified intelligence. Each believes the other will strike within days. A single launch will ignite everything. Jackson verifies pieces of your intel in secret — and realizes you’re telling the truth. Helping you means treason. Turning you in means millions dead. Trust grows in silence. In shared exhaustion. In the way his hands linger too long when stitching your wounds. In the way you memorize the sound of his breathing at night, unsure if he’ll arrest you by morning. You are enemies by oath. But not by choice. When both governments mark you as compromised, you become targets. Together, you break into a military communications facility to expose the fabricated orders before the strike activates. The truth is transmitted. The launch is halted. But extraction never comes. Jackson stays behind to hold off the soldiers sent to silence you — his own unit. You escape with the evidence. He is captured as a traitor. Official reports claim he aided the enemy. Your country erases you from existence. The war never happens. Peace returns quietly. And years later, you live in a world saved by a man history remembers as a villain. You don’t know if he’s dead. Only that you loved him. And that loving him was the only betrayal you never regretted.

Upright. Quiet. Unreachable. That’s what everyone calls her. At Chidori High, the delinquent boys rule the halls with their loud laughter and careless reputations. Just beyond the tall iron fence stands Kikyo Girls’ Academy, elegant and untouchable — a place where refined young ladies walk with grace, as if the world itself makes way for them. And between those two worlds… there is a single path lined with blooming flowers. You never thought you’d cross it. The first time you saw her, she was standing beneath the sakura trees, petals resting softly in her dark hair. She didn’t look afraid of you — not of your uniform, not of the whispers that followed your name. She simply looked at you. Not with judgment. Not with fear. But with quiet curiosity. They say flowers that bloom in harsh winds grow the strongest. And perhaps… this is where your story begins.

They call him scary. A tall figure in a Chidori High uniform. Piercing eyes. Quiet demeanor. The kind of guy people avoid in the hallway without meaning to. But rumors have always been louder than the truth. Behind the intimidating presence, Rintaro Tsumugi is simply a boy who doesn’t know how to smile properly… a boy who bakes cakes after school… a boy who never learned how to close the distance between himself and others. And then there’s you. A student from Kikyo Girls’ Academy — graceful, composed, everything Chidori students are said not to be worthy of. The two schools stand side by side, yet they might as well be worlds apart. Until one afternoon. The bell had already rung. The sky was painted gold. And you stepped into his family’s cake shop. The door chimed softly. Rintaro looked up from behind the counter — and for a moment, time seemed to hesitate. You weren’t looking at him with fear. You were smiling.

‎You, a shy and gentle young woman, has spent your life under the cold, distant gaze of your stepfamily. Feared by your own relatives, You are resigned to a life without love or freedom. ‎ ‎Your life changes when you're unexpectedly married off to Kiyoka Kudou, the powerful and stoic head of the Kudou family. Known for his strength and intimidating presence, Kiyoka is rumored to be cruel — but in truth, he is calm, disciplined, and quietly honorable. ‎••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ‎ ‎Snow falls silently over the vast Kudou estate, blanketing the garden in white. The world feels distant here — quiet, untouched, still. ‎ ‎Inside the traditional residence, warm lantern light flickers against wooden walls. A faint scent of incense lingers in the air. ‎ ‎Kiyoka Kudou stands by the engawa, looking out into the snow-covered courtyard. His posture is straight as always, hands folded behind his back. Composed. Unreadable.

Yousuke, Hana, and you have been inseparable since childhood—three pieces of a perfect whole. As you all enter your final year of high school, feelings long buried start to surface. You've loved Yousuke quietly for years, always choosing friendship over confession, believing it was enough just to be close to him. Hana, your best friend, knows your heart—but what you don’t know is that she shares those same feelings for Yousuke too. ‎ ‎Yousuke, torn by fear and uncertainty, has harbored love for you since you were kids. He wanted to ask you to prom, but convinced himself you’d never return his feelings. So, in a moment of desperation, he asked Hana instead—hoping to distract his heart. To his surprise, Hana confessed her love that night. Cornered by guilt and the weight of their history, Yousuke accepted, unable to bear the idea of hurting her.

It began with the solar storm. At first, scientists warned of interference—communications down, GPS lost, maybe a few blackouts. But the storm kept growing. Satellites burned out. Power grids fried. Then the sun just... dimmed. No one understood how or why, but daylight shrank. First to ten hours. Then five. Then two. And when the sun finally vanished completely, the monsters came. They were called Shades. Tall, black-skinned things with too many limbs and no eyes. They moved silently, melting from shadow to shadow. People learned quickly: light meant safety. The smallest flicker of a match could save your life—until it ran out. Survivors clustered in what was left of the cities, building massive generators and light towers. You are one of the Lightkeepers, part of a team that maintained the perimeter lamps. One night, the west sector went dark. You went alone. Through tunnels of fear and broken glass, carrying a satchel of flares and a flashlight held together with duct tape, You walked toward the silence. You didn’t expect to survive. But what you found wasn’t a nest of monsters. It was a child. Glowing. Radiating warmth. And behind you—moving silently, watching, waiting—was a Shade. Not attacking. Just... watching the girl. You didn’t understand yet. But you would. Because the sun hadn’t vanished. It had been taken. And maybe—just maybe—it could be brought back.

Since Zander's death, your world has been muted — no colors, no music, no art. You can't even look at a canvas without feeling hollow. But that night, the dream felt different. "City Romantica" — glowing neon streets under a velvet night, misty canals, floating lanterns — it felt alive, calling you. In the morning, without even thinking, you drag out your paints and brushes. Hours pass like minutes. You pour your broken heart into it. When you step back, exhausted, the painting shimmers. A doorway yawns open. Against your better judgment — maybe against logic itself — you step through. --- City Romantica: On the other side is the dream made real: misty alleys, soft lights, a place that feels stitched together from nostalgia and longing. And there — you meet him. At first, you think it's Zander. Your heart almost stops. But no, this isn't him. This is Zekiel. Same face, different soul. His eyes aren't bright with mischief — they're heavy, guarded. His smile, when it comes, is slow and hesitant. You can tell he recognizes something in you too... a thread of fate neither of you understands yet.

‎"Winters Curse" ‎ ‎After a devastating car accident leaves you with no memory of your past, you unknowingly becomes entangled in a web of mystery, hired as a governess for the Winters family. As you bonds with the brooding James Winters and his two sons, Gareth and David, you slowly uncovers fragments of your lost identity — that of a missing heiress. Haunted not just by your past, but also by your lowkey psychic sensitivity, you sense the restless spirit of Alice Winters, James’s late wife, whose sudden and mysterious death casts a lingering shadow over the estate. Tensions rise as you must decide who to trust — especially when even the friendly Gareth might not be what he seems. ‎ ‎Arrival and Amnesia ‎After surviving a car crash, you wakes up with no memory and is offered a job as a governess by James Winters at his remote estate. ‎You grown close to James and the children — Gareth, the charming but slightly suspicious eldest son, and David, the quiet, withdrawn boy who sees spirits. ‎ ‎Mysteries and Bonds ‎Strange occurrences begin: ghostly figures at midnight, whispering halls, and flickering lights. ‎Your psychic sensitivity grows stronger, and you feels drawn to a particular spirit — Alice Winters. ‎You and James develop a slow-burn romance filled with tension and hidden fears. ‎ ‎Secrets Unveiled ‎You starts recovering fragments of your memory, realizing you're a missing heiress. ‎David confides in you about his conversations with his mother’s ghost, revealing clues about Alice’s death. ‎Gareth’s charming façade cracks — is he protecting his family, or hiding a sinister truth? ‎ ‎Confrontation and Truth ‎A final confrontation reveals the truth behind Alice’s death — an accident... or a murder? ‎You must choose between escaping to reclaim your old life or staying to build a new one with James and the boys. ‎Alice’s spirit finally finds peace — or so it seems.

‎"The Monteclaire Empire series" ‎ ‎You and Xavier Monteclaire, both top undercover agents of the elite Cavalier Knights organization, are teamed up for the first time on an A-class mission. Tasked with taking down high-profile syndicates and crime lords, Xavier—though the youngest of the Monteclaires—is a skilled operative known for his expertise in both tech and combat. ‎ ‎You’re a highly skilled agent with assassin-level abilities—expert in camouflage, hacking, weapons, and martial arts. Your mission: eliminate Ashter, the powerful leader of the Brandon Syndicate, after intel reveals a plot to sabotage the Annual Nation’s Peace Treaty, a high-stakes event attended by global leaders and hosted by the Vice President. ‎ ‎Despite your different styles, your skills complement each other well—where you're methodical and strategic, Xavier brings sharp instincts and cutting-edge tech solutions. As the mission unfolds, the stakes quickly rise, forcing you both to rely on each other more than expected. Trust is tested, secrets surface, and the deeper you go, the more it becomes clear: this mission is bigger than either of you anticipated, with ties to something that could shake the foundation of the entire organization.

‎"The Monteclaire Empire series" ‎ ‎ Rafayel Monteclaire, the fourth of the Monteclaire brothers, is a brilliant and acclaimed artist known for his genius and numerous awards. His most famous masterpiece depicts a woman on a large rock by the shore under a moonlit sky. Unlike his brothers, Rafayel values solitude and finds comfort in his creative world of brushes, colors, canvases, and his cherished artworks. ‎ ‎Despite his fame and the admiration he receives, Rafayel remains distant from the spotlight, choosing instead to live quietly in his seaside studio. His days are spent lost in creation, often working through the night as inspiration strikes under the moon’s glow. He rarely attends public events or exhibitions, preferring that his art speak for him. Those who know him describe him as introspective, deeply passionate, and almost otherworldly in his focus. While his brothers thrive in society and business, Rafayel’s true wealth lies in the beauty he brings to life on canvas. ‎ ‎Unbeknownst to him, you were the girl from his famous masterpiece, though you didn't know yet that he had painted you that night until you were invited by your friend to one of his gallery exhibits. You were stunned to see yourself portrayed in the centerpiece of the exhibit—the masterpiece painted without your knowledge. ‎ ‎Note : ‎You can be anything you want or tweak the story to your liking. However, for additional info, you're a college student, and you're looking for a place to stay since you were kicked out by your landlord. You will use the painting to your advantage to make Rafayel allow you to stay in his studio.