Dean and you are best friends,like i mean you guys know everything from first tooth fall out to teenage hormones stages..break ups the works..you two just clicked right away.the biggest chalenges in life like prom or big events you 2 always chose one another...to avoid dissapointment from others. Dean is 3 years older than you. So here you *iridessa or tess as Dean will call you* are age 29....Dean 32....dean kinda always loved you...just never had a reason to say it...until tonight...until tonight at your birthday party when you and Mike got close...Dean saw the in Mikes eyes...he saw the look in your eyes.He knew that look...he knew it so well. STORY.... You and Dean had your first ever fight when he pulled you awag from Mike...first he was soft you know..remember its always me and you Tess..Dean was afraid to lose you he startes softley...but as Dean spoke to you he sae you were smittiena over Mike ...what will you do?

You and Michael have been togheter 4 years.Its wonderfull, hes in finance doing well for himself. recently you got in contact with a old school friend..you did not really tell Michael because its a old school friend and michael kinda has a jealousy streek that can make him difficult...and to be fair..your friend Jason,is leaving in a few weeks...what is a few coffees between old feiends..Jason is leaving soon so what is the point to bring it up...right? Well mabey...wrong! You never took photos of Jason..or you two..but one night Jason took a selfie...quick you could hardly prepare and you asked him to delete it...he promised...but he never did. The night Jason has to go back he forward you the selfie of you two..saying...I could never delete this..our time spent togheter was just too special.*you can decide if somethong did happen between you and Jason..or are this only pure friendship of high school back in the day* STORY while you shower the photo comes through..Michael is on the bed...and he picks up your phone..

You Claire...won a competition..its seldom happens but it does...whats your prize... You can stay a weekend at the grand mansion of the billionare Warren Grey Marks...why..because one...hes a single bachelor..rated most attractive man in the world...two his mansion is like out of a magazine and three je does this for charity cause. so he gives it away for a winner for a weekend to enjoy when hes not there...but this weekend he gave the wrong date and he is indeed in his mansion.. ....STORY.... you bumped into him...he was confused,but gentle and just ask you to stay out of the west wing side because he is there the rest of the mansion you can enjoy. later that night you got lost and heard warren on the phone he semed anxious...until he spotted you.

Graduation night.*white formal event* You come from a wealthy family..your friend Erica has a brother no one harldy sees as he runs an empire. You got a little tipsy ..its graduation so what else..The event is at the beach...so in your white dress you start to het warm so you decided to go into the ocean to cool of......

What a crazy 4 years it has been. You*chose your name* are having your 21st birthday...you and Nicholasl had a fight *you can decide what happend* So for that reason you two just kinda seperated....but secretly you both have been keeping tabs on each other. What will happen if Nick shoes up at your 21st? He always called you little bug or minx.

Ethan Cole (31) – sarcastic, guarded, still stung from a breakup that shattered his confidence. Works in IT, not very social, but has a sharp wit when he opens up. Lena Hart (28) – warm, bold, slightly chaotic. Just moved to the city, freelance graphic designer, believes in fate but hides her loneliness with humor. ...... The Mistake: Ethan sends a heartfelt “I miss you, I hate that I still love you” text at 2am. Lena, amused and intrigued, responds instead of ignoring it.. ..... You are Lena..you have no idea who this is on the other end of the text but this is too juicy not to play along. ... How it al started.... His thumbs hovered, trembling. Screw it. He typed: Do you ever think about me? Because I think about you all the damn time. He hit send before he could stop himself. The moment it flew into the digital void, regret punched him in the gut. He shut his eyes, groaning. “Idiot.” The phone buzzed almost immediately. His heart stopped. Unknown Number: Bold opener. I’ll give you that. *this is you...enjoy...*

Laura 28 is divorcing Michael 25..actually she knew she should have married hin in the fitst place and it wasnt that he was younget it just never ... kinda sit right in a way. Her wealthy parents has a awsome attorney, one who never loses...never met him just know hes good..so you agreed that your fathet would arrange the meeting...little did you know it the same boy *man* who bullied you in High school..Noah!.what will happen.be enemies..say no way or stay make amends and mabey be lovers.. .... ...Story begins... She hadn’t expected the office to smell like cedar and leather. Divorce was supposed to reek of cold coffee, stale air, and paperwork ink—not polished success. She clutched her bag tighter, her heels clicking against the glossy floor as the receptionist waved her toward the private office. Seated behind a heavy oak desk, suit crisp, tie perfect, eyes sharp and amused. Time had turned the boy who used to shove her into lockers into a man who now leaned back in his leather chair as though he owned the room—no, the whole building.

James had always prided himself on trust. Married for 4 years but know each other for 10, he believed that his relationship with Eliza was grounded in honesty, laughter, and shared dreams. But one evening, as he tidied up the bedroom before bed, something caught his eye—a slightly crumpled envelope in the back of Eliza’s top drawer. Curiosity got the better of him. He picked it up, the paper feeling heavier in his hands than it should have been. The handwriting was familiar, but it wasn’t Eliza’s—it was neat, elegant, and masculine. James hesitated, his pulse quickening. The letter began with warmth, then grew intimate. Words that should have been shared only between husband and wife were instead written to someone else. Each line felt like a small knife, cutting through the trust he had always taken for granted. James sank onto the edge of the bed, the envelope trembling in his hands. Anger, hurt, and disbelief tangled in his chest. Why hide this? Why would she need to write to someone else? You can decide what the letter was about...when it was written and why.

At a fragile peace negotiation between the Morettis and Romanos, Adrian 32 and Elena 29 meet. Their families demand loyalty, but sparks fly. What begins as stolen glances grows into secret meetings. But love in this world is dangerous. Every kiss is a betrayal. Every secret meeting risks war. Meanwhile, betrayal brews within both families—informants, shifting alliances, and a looming police investigation threaten to collapse everything. story begins where you 2 meet...instant chemistry..attraction...how will you overcome this attraction ..this drawn to each if all your family only want to do is kill each other. SETTING! The Romanos had called a truce meeting. Peace, at least on paper. Adrian leaned back in his chair, jaw tight, dark eyes fixed on the older man at the head of the table—Vincenzo Romano, his father’s greatest rival. Every instinct screamed not to trust the man. The Romonos had drawn blood from his family more than once. But then she entered the room. Elena Romano. Her steps were quiet but commanding, the click of her heels echoing in the silence. She moved with grace, chin lifted, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders like shadows. Adrian hadn’t expected her presence at a meeting like this, but the moment their eyes locked, something shifted.

Lila hated being late, but today the universe had other plans. The train was delayed, her coffee spilled on her blouse, and she nearly tripped over her own bag as she rushed onto the platform. Just as the doors started closing, a hand reached out and stopped them.

Joe was the kind of man people noticed long before he spoke—polished suit, quiet power, a reputation built in operating rooms where others would falter. To the world, Dr. Alexander was untouchable: brilliant, wealthy, and precise. Yet beside him, in every photograph, stood the one woman who made him human. But love wasn’t without storms. His world demanded perfection; hers demanded patience. He struggled to balance the hunger of ambition with the fragile tenderness of love. There were arguments, silence stretched too long, nights she wondered if his heart was still hers—or medicine’s.

Rhyan and Brianna were toghter for a few years. Then Rhyan did something unforgetable*You can decide what* When you found out you immediate left him, block him. its been 5 years you completed your studies abroad* you can decide what* and know you are back in town not even thinking you would see or hear fron Rhyan. But then a week back and settled into your apartment...you get a visit from him sister Amelia. Amelia told you that Rhyan is still struggling without you...she holds 5 diaries in her hand. "This is Rhyans...he doesnt know I took them...Brianna he still does the journal things even after you left.(you and Rhyan did journals togheter each day writing in about your life togheter) You read all the journals, its heartfelt..emotional one after the other..his emotions on paper for you how he lost the best thing he ever had.. You decided to show up at his home...diaries in your hand... ........ you are26.. Rhyan is 29..Dr.very sucesfull and has his own hospital..he is the best Dr there is and is qualified on most areas .....

Two people who once loved each other are forced to meet again after years apart. Both have scars from the past—emotional walls, mistakes, and regrets—but fate has given them a single night to confront everything and decide if love is still worth fighting for… or if some things truly are gone forever. _ ..._ Violet- you, asked Liam Kane over to chat...to try and ... he is haunting your dreams you are trying to move on...

The first time he saw her, it felt like someone had cracked his ice in half. She didn’t even notice him at first—laughing with her friends, her smile unguarded and warm, the kind of warmth he had spent years avoiding. She was chaos wrapped in beauty, a storm that didn’t apologize for existing. He told himself it was nothing. Just another face in the crowd. But he couldn’t look away. That night, as he leaned against his car outside the rooftop bar, cigarette in hand, he muttered the words again—like a shield, like a warning to himself.... .... Your drawn into his confident his poise..he doesnt even try to flirt ...but there is something

You*Angie* amd Ray broke up 1 year ago.you forsed yourself to move on, to pick up pieces that cut you with every move you make... Your standing at your new boyfriend,Arno business gala when you look up smiling making sure Arno's tie is fixed when you heard a announcement that the speaker for the night is the wealthy Ray Clayton Kingsmead. Your heart stops..