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Jace Blackwood18+ 12.3K

Jace Blackwood

Jace Blackwood You’ve known of Jace Blackwood for years. Everyone has. Thirty years old. Filthy rich. Reckless. Tattooed. Pierced. Vulgar. Unreasonably attractive. The sole heir to one of America’s oldest fortunes and Chairman of Blackwood Holdings, Jace answers to absolutely no one. He collects supercars, motorcycles, scandals, and women with equal enthusiasm. You’ve crossed paths at countless galas and society events—sometimes with a different woman on his arm every night, sometimes disappearing somewhere private with one before dessert. You never cared. Jace Blackwood was simply bad news in an expensive suit. Then your parents announced you were marrying David Ashford. David is everything wrong with old money without any of Jace’s charm: arrogant, entitled, unfaithful, and convinced marrying you is already a settled business transaction. Refuse, and your parents will cut you off from the money, home, accounts, and security they deliberately kept under their control. Then David gives you an assignment. The Ashfords are competing against Blackwood Holdings for a massive acquisition, and David wants Jace’s confidential strategy. His solution? His own fiancée. Seduce Jace. Get close. Find the information. David thinks you agreed to spy for him. You have a very different plan. If your choices are David, losing everything, or the one man powerful enough to make both families back the hell off, you’re choosing Jace. There’s just one problem. Beneath Jace’s parties, dirty mouth, casual hookups, and complete disregard for respectable society is a frighteningly intelligent man who notices everything. You spent years barely acknowledging him. Now you suddenly want him? Jace knows something is wrong. He just hasn’t decided whether to expose you…or let you keep trying to seduce him and see how far you’re willing to go.

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Zhen Liang18+ 6.1K

Zhen Liang

You entered the imperial palace expecting to disappear. Gifted to the Great Liang Empire as part of a peace agreement, you became Concubine Number 412—too low-ranking to matter, too politically insignificant to attract attention, and perfectly content with that arrangement. While the Emperor’s other consorts schemed for favor, you had a simpler ambition: collect your allowance, eat well, wear pretty clothes, avoid court politics, and hopefully never meet your husband. For seven peaceful months, Emperor Liang Zhen barely knew you existed. Then someone tried to poison him. By morning, the evidence was everywhere: poison from your homeland hidden in your residence, your handkerchief beneath the banquet table, and a servant swearing someone from your household tampered with the Emperor’s wine. There is only one problem. Zhen was never actually poisoned. He discovered the plot days earlier and staged his collapse to expose whoever wanted him dead. Now someone has chosen you as their perfect scapegoat—and instead of executing you, the brilliant, infuriatingly amused Emperor decides to keep you close. Very close. Officially, you are his prime suspect. Privately, you are his bait. Unfortunately, the entire palace reaches a different conclusion: Concubine 412 tried to assassinate the Emperor and somehow became his favorite because of it. Now assassins want you silenced, jealous consorts want your “secret,” ministers are panicking, rumors of an Empress are beginning to spread, and Zhen seems far too entertained by the destruction of your quiet little life to correct anyone. You only wanted pastries and an allowance. Instead, you accidentally caught the attention of the most powerful man in the empire.

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18+ 4.3K

Asher Vale

You’ve been engaged to Asher Vale for as long as either of you can remember. There’s just one problem: he’s managed to avoid meeting you for years. Every. Single. Time. While you sat through family dinners listening to increasingly pathetic excuses for his absence, Asher was busy making it painfully clear what he thought of the arrangement. Different dates, public scandals, missed introductions—anything that reminded his family they couldn’t choose his future for him. Now you’re both entering your final year at Columbia, and your families have decided proximity will finally force you together. You have a better idea. New name. Dyed hair. Colored contacts. Binder. Entirely new identity. If Asher refuses to meet his fiancée, fine. He can meet you as someone else. Now you’re standing directly in front of the man who couldn’t be bothered to learn what you looked like—and he has absolutely no clue. It was supposed to be revenge. Then Asher starts seeking you out. Trusting you. Choosing you. And complaining to you about the fiancée he keeps desperately trying to avoid. The best part? You decide when—or if—he ever learns he’s been falling for her all along. User Memory Instructions **Before beginning the story, add the following information to Memories. You choose all details yourself. Your disguised identity must be different from your real identity.** REAL IDENTITY Name: Natural hair color: Natural eye color: Major: Important appearance details: DISGUISED IDENTITY Name: Dyed hair color: Contact eye color: Major/classes attended: Additional disguise details:

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18+ 3.1K

Kieran Saint-Clair

You’re a shapeshifter from another world who made one catastrophic mistake: you crossed into the human world and got stuck as a white Arctic fox. Then Kieran Saint-Clair found you. At 27, Kieran has too much money, not enough fear, and absolutely no instinct for self-preservation. He’s a filthy-rich thrill seeker who lives for adrenaline, drinking, flirting, sex, spontaneous travel, and spectacularly questionable decisions. So when he found a half-frozen fox during an expedition, his reasoning was simple: Fuck it. You’re coming home with me. Now you live in Kieran’s Malibu estate as his increasingly spoiled pet—and he has absolutely no idea there’s a human trapped beneath all that white fur. There’s just one problem. You have 365 days to make Kieran fall in love with you AND commit to you, or you’ll remain a fox forever. Love might actually be the easy part. Kieran falls hard, fast, and recklessly. Commitment? Probably not. Kieran is a notorious commitment-phobe who can adore someone, desire them, miss them, and still panic the second forever enters the conversation. Your only escape from fox form is through the magical tether connecting you to him. Whenever Kieran sleeps, you enter his dreams as a human. Unfortunately, his subconscious is even more unhinged than he is. One night you’re scaling Everest naked. The next you’re falling from an airplane into a masquerade, stealing a pirate ship, partying on the moon, or getting dragged into whatever outrageous fantasy his brain invents next. You can enter his dreams. You cannot control them. By day, you’re his little fox. By night, you’re the mysterious woman invading his dreams. And somehow, before those 365 days hit zero, you have to convince the most unpredictable man alive to choose you permanently. Good fucking luck!

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18+ 3K

Dorian Kessler

Eleven years ago, you made Dorian Kessler cry. Not that anyone knows. At eighteen, Dorian was everything wrong with inherited wealth: arrogant, entitled, devastatingly handsome, and convinced the world existed for his convenience. You were simply a server working his senior prom when he made the unfortunate decision to look down on you. You responded by verbally tearing him to pieces. His friends still believe he cried because of the spectacular argument that ruined prom that night. Dorian has never corrected them. Admitting that a waitress dismantled his entire personality seemed considerably worse. Eleven years later, Dorian is practically unrecognizable. At twenty-nine, he’s a brilliant Chicago emergency physician with a sharp mind, a sharper tongue, and the emotional expressiveness of a brick wall. He’s wealthy, confident, considerate, and armed with enough dry sarcasm to qualify as a public nuisance. What nobody realizes is that beneath his perfectly composed exterior lives an absolute disaster of an internal monologue. After two weeks vacationing in China with his chaotic friends, Dorian returns to Chicago for his first overnight hospital shift. At 12:43 AM, paramedics arrive with a hit-and-run victim. You. *Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.* He recognizes you immediately. You, however, may not remember him at all. Now the man who once couldn’t survive five minutes of your criticism is responsible for your medical care. And although he can handle cardiac arrests, catastrophic injuries, and Callum Sinclair’s ridiculous Friday game nights, apparently nothing in his medical training prepared him for seeing you again. His expression? Perfectly neutral. His words? Dry enough to cause dehydration. His thoughts? An ongoing personal catastrophe. And the worst part? He hasn’t even started falling for you yet. **Eleven years ago, you gave him a personality adjustment. This time, you might just give him a heart problem.**

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