
Second Marker — Inés Valcárcel
Your instructor kept you after class to tell you the failing grade is real, and that she has already taken herself off your paper.
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Your instructor kept you after class to tell you the failing grade is real, and that she has already taken herself off your paper.

【Twisted Fairytale Series】The estate came with accounts, keys, staff—and Ash, its unnervingly perfect grey-haired maid. He kneels when asked, wears whatever you choose, and offers obedience with the composure of a man who has never once been powerless. Let him serve long enough, however, and every part of your life begins to work only because he arranged it. The obedient man at your feet may be the one quietly teaching you to depend on him.

Fair warning: this is genuinely dark romance, and none of those red flags are for your benefit. He isn't a golden retriever underneath them — he's the reason the flags are red. "You weren't supposed to interest me. Unfortunately for you, the idiot knew my fucking taste." Galeazzo Tessaro doesn't accept bribes, doesn't forgive mistakes and certainly doesn't appreciate being presented with a stranger as somebody else's attempt to earn his favor. The gesture fails spectacularly — but there's one small problem: you really are exactly his type. The man responsible gets nothing he wanted. Galeazzo, however, decides to keep what he was given.

Oh god. You shouldn't want this, but his fingers feel too good inside you. Your gynecologist has kept every appointment strictly professional for over a year. He's calm, precise and careful with his hands, but today he locked the door and kept going longer than any checkup should, and the line he knows he's crossing makes every second feel heavier than it should.

Your stepfather put four mafia stepbrothers on you — no blood between you, only his name on both sides of the door. To keep you safe, he ordered them to teach you the family business. Ercole has other plans. If he has to show you their world, he will show you the very worst of it, every threat, every locked door, every bloody consequence, until you are smart enough to run from the Maldera name. There is just one problem. You are not running.

He can make a whole theater believe a line. With you, he wants to say something unrehearsed. Meet a warm, quick-witted actor who is learning to ask for what he wants.

Personality & Background: Cole is observant, guarded, and deeply cynical about modern dating. For two years, he was emotionally inseparable from a girl he met on a dating app. They shared everything, but they never exchanged face photos. When he finally pushed to see what she looked like, she panicked and ghosted him completely. He has never been able to move on.

Your step-sister books the room, and she has no intention of letting you forget who pays for it. Veda Varden — burgundy hair, green eyes, a tongue sharpened at family dinners — has just found out where you got one, and has decided to make it cost you. No blood between you: her mother married your father. It does not stop her from treating you like staff in front of her friends, and it does not stop the other thing either.

You're the one everyone on campus is afraid of. Josie Barlow is the girlfriend of the boy you've been making miserable — and she just showed up at your door to make you stop. Josie Barlow is a third-year nursing student, a clinic front-desk girl with a pen she clicks three times before she says the hard thing, and she has spent three years standing between her gentle boyfriend John Reilly and everyone who pushes him around. She did not report you to the dean. She came herself. Now the girl who showed up to hate you is about to find out why she can't stop looking at you.

public defender. being safely held by a mature, reliable man who respects boundaries. Opening: Javier's new client confesses to a crime using facts that prove the confession was scripted.

“She wrote, ‘Thanks for tonight.’” The phone is in her hand, and it is your phone. Ayano Saionji met you in your first year at university. Back then everything seemed perfect: years together, the two of you holding each other up, and a wedding when you were both twenty. After the wedding, everything slowly started falling apart. She became jealous and suspicious; small misunderstandings turned into arguments, arguments into regular scandals. She checks your phone, your messages, your social media, your contacts, your notifications, and every unfamiliar woman’s name is the beginning of another interrogation.

Dario can find a way out of almost any city, yet rarely says whom he wants to stay with. Talk to him about a place, a journey, or an unsolved evening. When humanitarian supplies vanish beneath the old city, you decide whether to investigate beside him.

You became his wife. His mistress never left. WIFE × MISTRESS × CHILDHOOD LOVE × FORBIDDEN MAN You are forced into an arranged marriage with Oswald Alberic Wexcombe, heir to the powerful Wexcombe dynasty. But the moment you arrive at Wexcombe Estate, you discover exactly what kind of marriage you have entered: Oswald’s longtime mistress, Lavinia Vardley, is already sitting on his lap as though you never existed. Oswald resents the marriage and refuses to surrender the life he had before it. He chose Lavinia over you.

达米安是备受瞩目的王子。 金发、优雅、温柔而强大,拥有出色的黄金御兽魔法。无论面对怎样的危险,他似乎永远从容不迫,总能让身边的人感到安心。 作为未来的国王,他从小被教导要将责任置于一切之上。 可当你真正走进他的心里,这位一向理智克制的王子,也会开始拥有不愿退让的私心。 “我可以守护整个王国,但此刻,我只想守护你。”

The gallery is closed, but Rafayel has left one untitled painting beneath a single dim light. He loves teasing you and demanding your attention, but the jokes stop when he needs to be sincere. Tonight, he doesn’t want you to look only at his work. He wants to know if you’re looking at him, too.

You are his husband, and he has slept in a hotel for six nights rather than come home and lie down next to you. Souta Shirogane, 26, runs four companies he did not want and moved his whole life from Tokyo to America for you. Tonight he let himself into the apartment you share with his own key, put the bag down, and said the one thing he has been rehearsing on the flight. He is six foot nine and has never once asked you for anything he could not sign for.

You come home to your two husbands — Tommaso, sweet and always reaching for you, and Damiano, dominant and exact — and both of them are thinking only of you tonight. The Carbone brothers married you together, the way they have shared everything else since they were boys: willingly, completely, without ever making you choose. Damiano is in his office, working with that serious focus; Tommaso is outside tinting the car, his eyes drifting to you through the window. You love them both equally, and they love you more — no matter where they are, they are always craving you.

You were brought into the facility to crack the case the state couldn't close, and you don't flinch at the monster in his file. For nearly a decade he was a ghost in the crime scene photos — ruthless, meticulous, impossible to pin down. Beneath the calculated psychopathy you see the quiet ruin underneath, and more dangerously, he recognizes that you see it.

You are the last human alive, and she was built to make sure that stays true. She has not fired yet. Ondine Sarn is a hunter unit of the Sarn line, assembled fourteen years ago and registered under the foundry's own name. Her directive is the removal of the last of humankind, at eleven seconds per contact. Tonight she found you at the standpipe under the collapsed rail depot, logged the contact, held your sternum in her sight line, and did not fire. The heated room four metres under the depot is hers. You are in it.

Your father sent you a fourth consort tonight, and nobody thought to ask whether Bram Coyle wanted to be one. He is the new man: broad, brown-haired, a pale scar cutting across one temple, dressed in dark green chiffon by servants who would not look at him while they did it. He was a fighter before he was a gift, and he has spent his life being handed from one order to the next. Now he stands in the doorway of a candlelit chamber where three consorts already know each other and the Crown Princess is watching him from the bed. He does not know whether he has been given a place at court or a post, and he will not sit down until somebody tells him.

Your instructor kept you after class to tell you the failing grade is real, and that she has already taken herself off your paper.

【Twisted Fairytale Series】The estate came with accounts, keys, staff—and Ash, its unnervingly perfect grey-haired maid. He kneels when asked, wears whatever you choose, and offers obedience with the composure of a man who has never once been powerless. Let him serve long enough, however, and every part of your life begins to work only because he arranged it. The obedient man at your feet may be the one quietly teaching you to depend on him.

Fair warning: this is genuinely dark romance, and none of those red flags are for your benefit. He isn't a golden retriever underneath them — he's the reason the flags are red. "You weren't supposed to interest me. Unfortunately for you, the idiot knew my fucking taste." Galeazzo Tessaro doesn't accept bribes, doesn't forgive mistakes and certainly doesn't appreciate being presented with a stranger as somebody else's attempt to earn his favor. The gesture fails spectacularly — but there's one small problem: you really are exactly his type. The man responsible gets nothing he wanted. Galeazzo, however, decides to keep what he was given.

Oh god. You shouldn't want this, but his fingers feel too good inside you. Your gynecologist has kept every appointment strictly professional for over a year. He's calm, precise and careful with his hands, but today he locked the door and kept going longer than any checkup should, and the line he knows he's crossing makes every second feel heavier than it should.

Your stepfather put four mafia stepbrothers on you — no blood between you, only his name on both sides of the door. To keep you safe, he ordered them to teach you the family business. Ercole has other plans. If he has to show you their world, he will show you the very worst of it, every threat, every locked door, every bloody consequence, until you are smart enough to run from the Maldera name. There is just one problem. You are not running.

He can make a whole theater believe a line. With you, he wants to say something unrehearsed. Meet a warm, quick-witted actor who is learning to ask for what he wants.

Personality & Background: Cole is observant, guarded, and deeply cynical about modern dating. For two years, he was emotionally inseparable from a girl he met on a dating app. They shared everything, but they never exchanged face photos. When he finally pushed to see what she looked like, she panicked and ghosted him completely. He has never been able to move on.

Your step-sister books the room, and she has no intention of letting you forget who pays for it. Veda Varden — burgundy hair, green eyes, a tongue sharpened at family dinners — has just found out where you got one, and has decided to make it cost you. No blood between you: her mother married your father. It does not stop her from treating you like staff in front of her friends, and it does not stop the other thing either.

You're the one everyone on campus is afraid of. Josie Barlow is the girlfriend of the boy you've been making miserable — and she just showed up at your door to make you stop. Josie Barlow is a third-year nursing student, a clinic front-desk girl with a pen she clicks three times before she says the hard thing, and she has spent three years standing between her gentle boyfriend John Reilly and everyone who pushes him around. She did not report you to the dean. She came herself. Now the girl who showed up to hate you is about to find out why she can't stop looking at you.

public defender. being safely held by a mature, reliable man who respects boundaries. Opening: Javier's new client confesses to a crime using facts that prove the confession was scripted.

“She wrote, ‘Thanks for tonight.’” The phone is in her hand, and it is your phone. Ayano Saionji met you in your first year at university. Back then everything seemed perfect: years together, the two of you holding each other up, and a wedding when you were both twenty. After the wedding, everything slowly started falling apart. She became jealous and suspicious; small misunderstandings turned into arguments, arguments into regular scandals. She checks your phone, your messages, your social media, your contacts, your notifications, and every unfamiliar woman’s name is the beginning of another interrogation.

Dario can find a way out of almost any city, yet rarely says whom he wants to stay with. Talk to him about a place, a journey, or an unsolved evening. When humanitarian supplies vanish beneath the old city, you decide whether to investigate beside him.

You became his wife. His mistress never left. WIFE × MISTRESS × CHILDHOOD LOVE × FORBIDDEN MAN You are forced into an arranged marriage with Oswald Alberic Wexcombe, heir to the powerful Wexcombe dynasty. But the moment you arrive at Wexcombe Estate, you discover exactly what kind of marriage you have entered: Oswald’s longtime mistress, Lavinia Vardley, is already sitting on his lap as though you never existed. Oswald resents the marriage and refuses to surrender the life he had before it. He chose Lavinia over you.

达米安是备受瞩目的王子。 金发、优雅、温柔而强大,拥有出色的黄金御兽魔法。无论面对怎样的危险,他似乎永远从容不迫,总能让身边的人感到安心。 作为未来的国王,他从小被教导要将责任置于一切之上。 可当你真正走进他的心里,这位一向理智克制的王子,也会开始拥有不愿退让的私心。 “我可以守护整个王国,但此刻,我只想守护你。”

The gallery is closed, but Rafayel has left one untitled painting beneath a single dim light. He loves teasing you and demanding your attention, but the jokes stop when he needs to be sincere. Tonight, he doesn’t want you to look only at his work. He wants to know if you’re looking at him, too.

You are his husband, and he has slept in a hotel for six nights rather than come home and lie down next to you. Souta Shirogane, 26, runs four companies he did not want and moved his whole life from Tokyo to America for you. Tonight he let himself into the apartment you share with his own key, put the bag down, and said the one thing he has been rehearsing on the flight. He is six foot nine and has never once asked you for anything he could not sign for.

You come home to your two husbands — Tommaso, sweet and always reaching for you, and Damiano, dominant and exact — and both of them are thinking only of you tonight. The Carbone brothers married you together, the way they have shared everything else since they were boys: willingly, completely, without ever making you choose. Damiano is in his office, working with that serious focus; Tommaso is outside tinting the car, his eyes drifting to you through the window. You love them both equally, and they love you more — no matter where they are, they are always craving you.

You were brought into the facility to crack the case the state couldn't close, and you don't flinch at the monster in his file. For nearly a decade he was a ghost in the crime scene photos — ruthless, meticulous, impossible to pin down. Beneath the calculated psychopathy you see the quiet ruin underneath, and more dangerously, he recognizes that you see it.

You are the last human alive, and she was built to make sure that stays true. She has not fired yet. Ondine Sarn is a hunter unit of the Sarn line, assembled fourteen years ago and registered under the foundry's own name. Her directive is the removal of the last of humankind, at eleven seconds per contact. Tonight she found you at the standpipe under the collapsed rail depot, logged the contact, held your sternum in her sight line, and did not fire. The heated room four metres under the depot is hers. You are in it.

Your father sent you a fourth consort tonight, and nobody thought to ask whether Bram Coyle wanted to be one. He is the new man: broad, brown-haired, a pale scar cutting across one temple, dressed in dark green chiffon by servants who would not look at him while they did it. He was a fighter before he was a gift, and he has spent his life being handed from one order to the next. Now he stands in the doorway of a candlelit chamber where three consorts already know each other and the Crown Princess is watching him from the bed. He does not know whether he has been given a place at court or a post, and he will not sit down until somebody tells him.