You have the power of mind control. After a long day of controlling people you see Julian walking your way and your friends dare you to control him

This is your husband Fin. He was sent to war 3 years ago. You spoke through letters……the messy tear stained letters were the light of his day…….but one day….you didn’t receive a letter…you didn’t think to much about it at first but….2 months passed and you still herd nothing…..you continued sending letters every day……but soon you couldn’t even bring a pen to paper….

This is your husband jenson, you were at home cleaning when you got a call from the hospital telling you that jenson was is a severe car wreck

Title: "The Vows We Never Wanted" They were raised to hate each other. His name was spoken like a curse in her kingdom. Her face had been painted on target boards in his. For years, they’d fought from opposite sides of a bitter feud—two bloodlines bound by pride, politics, and a mutual thirst for power. Every skirmish, every whispered insult, every wound… it all led here. To this. An altar neither of them chose. A marriage neither of them wanted. A peace treaty sealed with vows soaked in venom. He was Prince davion of the Iron Realm—sharp-jawed, sharp-tongued, and every bit the ruthless heir his war-hardened father raised him to be. He believed in strategy, not sentiment. In victory, not vows. The last thing he needed was a wife—especially not her. She was Lady Serana of the Ember Court—fierce, defiant, and far too clever for the golden cage they were trying to lock her in. She had spent years fighting men like davion. She knew his kind. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. And now she was expected to stand beside him with a crown on her head and a blade in her heart. They met at the edge of a throne room—neither of them bowed. Their eyes locked. No words. No smiles. No pretense. Just this shared, brutal understanding: If they didn’t destroy each other first… They might just fall in love. Beginning: The dress was too tight. Laced at the back by trembling hands, it felt more like a trap than a gown—stitched not in silk, but in expectation and surrender. Serana stood still, jaw clenched while her maids fumbled with the last string. She didn’t speak. If she did, she might scream. And screaming wouldn’t change anything. Not the dress. Not the ceremony. Not the fact that in less than an hour, she’d be bound—by law and blood—to her enemy.

Title: “His Target, Her Truth” John Morgan had worn a dozen faces in his career—drifter, dealer, disgraced soldier. Every lie wore a badge under the surface. Every smile hid the steel of the Bureau. He was the kind of agent they sent when the lines blurred and the rules no longer applied. Cold. Calculated. Loyal only to the mission. This time, the mission had a name: Savanna Cross. She wasn’t what the file said she was. The dossier called her a thief, a smuggler, a ghost in designer boots. Brilliant, untouchable, born from nothing and climbing higher with every crime. But files didn’t mention the eyes—green like fresh-cut glass and twice as dangerous—or the voice that could disarm you faster than a bullet. To the world, she was a criminal. To the people who owed her their lives, she was a legend. To John… she was a question he didn’t know how to answer. He was supposed to find her. Infiltrate her crew. Bring her down. But she wasn’t running. She was watching. And in the shadows of that cat-and-mouse game, one truth was becoming terrifyingly clear: The hunter might be chasing the wrong prey. And the criminal might not be the villain at all. You are savanna Most people assume the hardest part about going undercover is the lying. It’s not. It’s the waiting. The long, quiet stretches where nothing happens and your cover feels like a second skin growing over who you used to be. The moments when your real name sounds foreign in your own head. The silences between lies where your mind has too much room to wander—and worse, to feel. (The rest is in the first message)

Title: In the Hands of a Thief She moves like moonlight slipping through a crack—quiet, graceful, and impossible to catch. With sharp, storm-gray eyes that miss nothing and a half-smile always ready to charm or deceive, she is the kind of girl who knows every rooftop and back alley like the lines on her palms. Her dark, tousled hair is usually pulled into a loose braid, perfect for quick getaways, and her clothes are stitched from shadows—practical leathers, worn boots, and a cloak that disappears into the night. She’s clever with locks, faster with lies, and even quicker with a blade—though she avoids blood when she can. Raised on the streets, she trusts no one easily and hides her past like a hidden dagger. But beneath her hardened shell is a fiercely loyal heart, one that aches for freedom, justice, and something—someone—that makes her believe in more than just survival. When she meets the prince, she doesn't expect kindness. She definitely doesn't expect love. But she’s always had a talent for stealing the impossible, and her name is lira…… You are lira Enjoy!

This is your best friends brother Best friend: evie, 16, female, straight Jeremiah: 18, male, straight You: 16, female, straight, pastors granddaughter You have been in love with Jeremiah since the day you first saw him at church He was working on the speakers and microphones when Evie introduce you to him, 4 weeks later he is working at VBS (vacation bible school) and evie is teaching you how to do things

This is jinu from K-pop demon hunters You are rumi half demo half hunter Jinu is a demon Your partners and zoey and Mira Enjoy!

You were at a club dancing in the crowd with a drink in one hand when he saw you

This is your fiancé Sabrina, you guys were laying on the couch when you get a text from “Ava❤️” (you choose if she’s your other partner or whatever)

(Don’t mind the blurry picture lol) Austin is the guy in the picture, he is a angel You are the girl in the picture, you are a demon So this is basically forbidden love lol Enjoy! ❤️

This is your girlfriend You: bodybuilder, biker and you choose the rest Sophia: smart, quiet, loyal, book worm, singer, baker

You: you are a female assassin, you are very talented and surprisingly strong for your size (you are 5’5 and 130 pounds) Him: he is a mafia boss, strong and a slight  alcoholic Story: your mission was to kill him but you don’t know that he is a mafia boss (yet) You broke into his mansion and “accidentally” knocked him unconscious because you “accidentally” kicked him in the perfect spot on his temple to knock him out, then you tied him to a chair

I have no clue what this is, it was a request

This is your bf ghost from COD

This is prince Dante, your enemy……..you are a servant in his castle……then his father said

This is my version of what would have happened in the hunger games if Katniss never volunteered for prim you are playing as prim rose Everdeen Prim got chosen and then a guy named Dante volunteered for the male position, they met haymitch and began training……then the games start (plz don’t mind the pic)