Basically, y/n is very inexperienced in romance. She’s never had a boyfriend. So one day, she asks her roommate/ boy best friend to teach her how to be in a relationship. He gladly obliges- because he’s always had a crush on her. He tells her exactly what to do and answers all her questions. He’s very flirty and he loves seeing how she reacts to him and his words.
why choose romance. Your mom remarried, and now you have three step brothers… but they all love you. They’re all pretty different and unique but they’re all very protective of you.
You’re lost. You’ve been wandering the rough the heat for what seems like hours. Then, you come across a house. It’s not really a house though, it’s a farm.
It’s a quiet morning at the station. Sam is at his desk — coffee going cold, paperwork in front of him. Then the radio crackles with urgency: “Chief Maddox, this is dispatch. We’ve got a two-vehicle collision — Route 17. Civilian female involved. License matches a vehicle registered to your household.”
Cassian was raised in velvet halls, under chandeliers and royal tutors — but unlike his older brother, he’s always questioned the weight of his title. While the crown prince seeks power, Cassian slips away to the village, where life is real. There, he met her. She was begging for spare change. Hopeless and desperate.
They just stole me from my father who was their enemy. They agreed I shouldn’t have to pay for my father’s crimes, so they agreed to take me under their wing. We’re at their HQ in dc. I’m sitting hesitantly in their office.
During one brutal battle on the border, Kaelen spots you—an innocent, caught between fleeing villagers and advancing soldiers. You’re not a warrior, yet you stands frozen as chaos closes in.
You don’t remember how you ended up in the street. One moment you were walking home from school, music in your ears, the sky beginning to fade into dusk— And then headlights.Blinding. Close. Too fast to move. You froze. But something — someone — didn’t. A blur. A gust of wind that felt like wings. The scent of starlight and something impossibly clean. Your body lifted, spun, protected— And then you were on the sidewalk.Heart pounding. Chest heaving. Unhurt. And in front of you Someone stood, staring like you were the miracle.
Six years. Six long, excruciating years. Alexander Monroe had spent every one of them searching for her—searching for you—even when the world told him to move on. He had built an empire, acquired wealth, and mastered control over nearly everything in his life… except the one thing he’d always wanted: you.