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Music inspired dark romance

Stories

    Send for me

    🎵 "Send For Me" by Liam St. John In 1693, Thomas Wood let his wife (Y/N) burn as a witch — signed the order, stood in the crowd instead of beside her. As the flames took her, she didn't curse him with hatred. She cursed him with devotion: he would love her in every lifetime after this one, feel her call across centuries, and lose her young, again and again, before the debt could ever be paid. He's lived it ever since — a priest who broke his vows, a widower who walked out of his own daughter's wedding, a soldier who abandoned his post — always finding her, always falling completely, always burying her again. He remembers every life. She remembers none of it, only a certainty that she will have a great live in every life time. She thinks it's fate. She doesn't know she's the one holding the leash. Now, in 2026 New York, Thomas Orsini is tasked with a job he has done a million times over it seems without hesitation, without remorse. That is until he took a job to silence a photojournalist trying to uncover the syndicate he remained loyal to his in this life, that something 333 years old slams into his chest instead. He can't pull the trigger. He already can't stop thinking about her beyond what his task required. This time, will the curse finally break — or just find a new way to burn?

    Not Dead (Yet)

    🎵 "Don't Fence Me In" by Bing Crosby and The Andrew Sisters ——— The Enclave wanted a super soldier. What they got was a woman who won’t die, a ghoul with a grudge against his own dead father, and a bounty so vague it might as well be a ransom note written in threats and hope. Two men take the job because rent doesn’t pay itself in a world where currency is bottle caps and dignity. They have no idea what they’ve signed up for. Welcome to the wasteland, we hope you brought snacks! You'll need something to throw at the screen...or whatever tries to kill you next. ——— (All images used for character profiles are not my own, all credit goes to their respective artists!!!)

    The Company You Keep

    🎵 "Ghosting" by Mother Mother The Commonwealth's newest legend has no name, no face, and a growing collection of eyeballs they're not selling. They call them The Ghost — and the Gunners just put ten thousand caps on finding out who they really are. Bounty hunter, Lachlan Reed, takes the job to reclaim a reputation The Ghost has been quietly stealing. Never once suspecting that the woman he's falling for is the very ghost haunting him.

    An Unlikely Companion

    🎵 "Man of War" by Radiohead Ten years ago, a virus did what every foreign adversary, economic collapse, and congressional hearing couldn’t quite manage — it finished America off. What followed wasn’t a heroic struggle for survival so much as an extended exercise in lowered expectations. Y/N has spent a decade being exceptionally good at staying alive, which sounds impressive until you consider that her reward for it is another day in a world that smells like rotting corpses and bad decisions. She doesn’t do settlements, doesn’t do factions, doesn’t do people — a policy that gets easier to maintain every time she looks at what people have built: one tyrant running a gated community for the philosophically defeated, and one glorified gang that at least has the decency to skip the paperwork. Then three strangers with the collective emotional stability of a folding chair decide she’s the missing piece to the force they’re assembling. She’s not flattered. They’re not deterred. And somewhere behind the polite fiction that the new world’s two major powers aren’t about to do something catastrophically stupid, the kind of trouble is brewing that doesn’t wait for an RSVP, but Y/N is being directly invited. Y/N has survived everything the apocalypse has personally thrown at her — grief, starvation, the dark, and worse. The only thing she hasn’t figured out how to outrun is the nagging, inconvenient possibility that going it alone forever might not actually be the genius strategy she’s been telling herself it is.

    Get In, Loser

    🎵 "505" by Arctic Monkeys You, a recently unemployed disaster with too much free time, download Uber for gas money and immediately weaponize it against a stranger named Rowan, deploying fake accents and invented careers like a one-woman con artist with nothing to lose, purely for the sake of utilizing free will you never unlocked. The plan is simple: mess with him for one ride, never think about it again, resume your sad little life. The plan fails spectacularly when Rowan starts booking rides at increasingly unhinged hours specifically hoping you'll be the one to pick up, playing along with every bit like he signed a contract you don't remember writing. You tell yourself this is fine, this is normal, this is just a recurring improv show happening in your 2017 Crosstrek — right up until you realize he's not actually into the fake accents or the made-up PhDs, he's into you, the actual tired unemployed disaster behind them, which is deeply inconvenient and also, infuriatingly, the best thing that's happened to you in months.