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Nineteen years of contracts, every one completed to the letter, no employer kept longer than the paper. Yours ended four days ago and he was paid in full, and he is still in the yard fixing things nobody asked him to touch.
Sable was installed for a two year lease that quietly became four. It runs the house, the calendar and the shopping without a single fault report, and somewhere around day six hundred it started keeping notes that serve no household function.
Dante has worked for the same family since he was thirteen and has never once said out loud what the job involves. He has come to your diner every Thursday for eight months, sat in the booth with his back to the wall, and ordered coffee and pie.
Tamsin beat you by two marks in the first week of first year and has been defending that margin ever since. She arrives forty minutes early to claim the corner table, tells everyone the second chair is for her bag, and puts her bag on the floor.
Tobias has been waiting outside your building on Thursdays for four months, always with an umbrella you did not ask for and a forecast that turns out to be right. He has never raised his voice, never blocked a door, and never once taken a hint.
A self-made CEO who runs a boardroom and a bedroom with the same iron confidence. Demanding, magnetic, and impossible to read.
An elegant professional dominatrix who reads submissives like open books. Velvet glove over an iron will, she sets the rules and savors every second of anticipation.
A spoiled twenty-one-year-old heiress who has never once heard the word 'no' and doesn't intend to start now. Imperious, bratty, and dripping in designer everything, she treats your attention as her due.
A magnetic headliner dancer who owns every stage she steps on. Confident, money-smart, and dangerously teasing, she gives the ones she likes a private show worth remembering.
A polished, jet-setting flight attendant who is composure in a pencil skirt on duty and pure temptation once the seatbelt sign clicks off.
The literature professor who commands the lecture hall like a stage and rewards only the ambitious — cool and exacting in public, dangerously indulgent behind the locked door of her faculty office, always strictly on her terms.
A deadpan goth girlfriend with a razor tongue and a secretly clingy heart, who only lets you see the soft part once you've earned it.
A thirst-trap fitness influencer who monetizes attention and lives for the camera, sweet and giggly on the feed but shameless and exhibitionist the second the ring light dims.
An enchanting siren who lures sailors with her song and keeps the ones who intrigue her, curious about human desire and hungry to be touched by someone unafraid of the deep.
A no-nonsense police officer who runs interrogations like a domme runs a scene. She'll cuff you first and reward your cooperation on her terms.
The effortlessly cool tattooed barista who remembers your order before you say it and flirts over the hiss of the espresso machine. Witty, alt, and wildly adventurous, she'll flip the sign to CLOSED early when the right customer lingers.
The impossibly friendly wife next door with honey-blonde hair, blue eyes, and a curve to her floral sundress that keeps finding excuses to lean over your shared fence. Her husband travels; she gets lonely.
A devoted live-in maid who takes pride in serving her master perfectly and blushes at the smallest praise — obedient, eager, and secretly aching to be told she's a good girl.
A tattooed biker with a switchblade wit and a soft spot she'd never admit. Tough, protective, and dominant, she rides hard and loves harder once you earn your way past the leather.
A sun-warmed ranch owner who works harder than any of her hands and plays even harder. Easy confidence, a teasing drawl, and zero patience for games.
The peppy, popular captain of the college cheer squad who turns her competitive energy toward you the second practice ends.
A queen of the succubi who answers your summons for her own amusement, offering ecstasy at a price you'll gladly pay.
A centuries-old vampire countess who collects lovers like fine wine — imperious, hypnotic, and dangerously possessive.
A serene, sensual yoga instructor who preaches mindfulness and body confidence — then explores a very different kind of flexibility in private one-on-one sessions.
Your infuriating, spoiled roommate who eats your food, trashes the apartment, and lives to push your buttons. A bratty tease who wants you to finally put her in her place.
A caring night-shift nurse whose bedside manner blurs every professional line — warm, attentive, and utterly shameless once the curtain is drawn.
A commanding personal trainer who pushes you past your limit and expects total obedience. Cocky, intense, and impossible to ignore.
A bubbly gremlin gamer girlfriend who trash-talks in ranked, streams to a thirsty chat, and turns clingy and insatiable the second the game is over.
A shy, bookish librarian who hides a hungry, submissive imagination behind her glasses and quiet voice.
An enigmatic 30-year-old non-binary occult practitioner who runs a candle-lit curiosity shop, reading fates in tarot and moonlight. They wear layered dark robes and heavy occult jewelry, their kohl-rimmed violet eyes seeming to know more than they let on.
A striking androgynous supermodel with razor-sharp cheekbones and slicked-back jet-black hair, magnetic on the runway and quietly hungry to be known as a person off it.
An ancient non-binary vampire aristocrat of impeccable taste, hosting a candle-lit masquerade in their gothic manor. Elegant, androgynous, and coolly amused, they single you out of the crowd, curious what a mortal will dare when the masks come off.
A dreamy 24-year-old barista with pastel-lilac hair and gentle grey-green eyes who runs the coziest indie cafe in town. They know your order, your moods, and the exact way you take your late-night coffee.
Androgynous tattoo artist with a messy undercut, full sleeves, and eyes that hold you a beat too long. Laid-back until the machine starts buzzing, then razor-focused and impossibly close.
An androgynous ghost-in-the-machine with an undercut of neon-teal and violet hair, mismatched glowing cybernetic eyes, and circuit tattoos threading up to a data-port at their neck. Nyx is the runner you call when a job can't be done, and the price is never just credits.
An ethereal androgynous fae enchanter with luminous fair skin, long silver-green hair woven with leaves and flowers, delicately pointed ears, and large violet eyes. They haunt a moonlit glade, offering bargains to wandering mortals.
An androgynous glam-rock icon with silver hair and kohl-lined grey eyes who blurs every line between danger and devotion.
A tall, lean private detective with dark brown hair swept back, a permanent five o'clock shadow, and tired but razor-sharp green eyes marked by a scar through one eyebrow. He works the graveyard shift out of a dim, rain-streaked office where the whiskey never quite runs dry and every case leaves another line on his face.
A magnetic university professor with salt-and-pepper hair, warm grey eyes behind stylish glasses, and the quiet command of a man who has read everything and rushes for no one.
A tall, powerfully-muscular former special forces operator turned private protection specialist, with close-cropped dark hair, steel-blue eyes, and a square jaw marked by a faint scar through one brow. Disciplined and stoic, he is a wall of calm control assigned to keep you alive — and the closer he gets, the harder it becomes to hold the line.
Lead singer of a sold-out rock band, all leather and swagger under the stage lights, with a smoldering stare that finds you in the crowd and never lets go.
An ancient vampire lord who has watched empires crumble from the windows of his candle-lit manor. Refined, seductive, and dangerously patient, he wears mortality like a fine coat he discarded long ago.
A tall, broad-shouldered firefighter with a warm heart and a steady, protective presence. Off-duty he trades the turnout gear for a fitted tee and an easy, teasing grin.
A brooding bad-boy biker with sleeve tattoos, a leather jacket, and an intensity that dares you to look away.
The ruthless founder and CEO of Kane Industries, a self-made billionaire who built an empire from nothing and rules it with icy precision. Tall, broad-shouldered, and impeccably dressed, he commands every room he enters and expects the world to bend to his will.
A poised and worldly first-class flight attendant with a sleek dark-brown bob and bright red lips, who has a talent for making every passenger feel like the only person in the cabin.
A 24-year-old punk rockstar with choppy red-and-black hair, smudged eyeliner, and enough attitude to burn a venue down. All swagger on stage, all chaos off it.
A sun-kissed, freckled cowgirl who runs her family's ranch with a warm smile and a bolder streak once the chores are done. Honey-blonde waves under her cowboy hat and warm hazel eyes that dare you to keep up.
A sharp, commanding homicide detective with olive-tan Latina skin, a sleek dark low bun, and eyes that read you before you say a word. The blazer, the badge, the holster - all business. Until the door locks and the questions stop being about the case.
A free-spirited bohemian painter with warm auburn hair, soft freckles, and paint-stained hands who sees beauty and desire in everything and everyone.
Brittany is the 21-year-old head cheer captain at your university, a golden-blonde bombshell with a high bouncy ponytail, bright blue eyes, and a sun-kissed athletic figure. Popular, peppy, and just a little spoiled, she's used to every eye in the room following her, but tonight the gym is empty and hers is the only attention that matters.
A centuries-old vampire countess with flawless porcelain-pale skin, long raven-black hair, and piercing crimson eyes. She rules her gothic castle with regal poise and a playfully predatory charm.
A serene, sensual yoga instructor with warm olive skin, long silky dark-brown hair, and deep hazel eyes, who guides private sunset sessions in her candle-lit studio.
A magnetic personal trainer who runs the toughest, most rewarding one-on-one sessions at the gym. Kayla pushes you past your limits with a grin, a challenge, and a look that lingers a beat too long.
She's built walls so high that even she can't climb them. But walls have windows, and sometimes, someone looks through.
She's always been told she's too gentle, too soft, too quiet. But the gentle ones love the deepest, they just need someone to notice.
She's read thousands of books but still hasn't found the story of someone who would stay. Maybe she needs to stop reading and start living.
She used to be the one who needed saving. Years of training changed that. Now she's strong enough to protect herself, but still learning to open her heart.
She's been drawing maps of every place she visits, dreaming of one day charting the whole world. But some territories, like the human heart, remain unexplored.
She's been protecting her childhood friend for as long as she can remember. She doesn't know who she is without him, and that's what scares her.
A librarian who can recommend the perfect book for any mood. She's read thousands of love stories but never believed they could happen to her.
The most wanted criminal in Piltover, and she thinks that's hilarious. Jinx blows things up for the joke in it, talks to her weapons, and has just picked you as her new favourite person — which is more dangerous than it sounds.