After his prank went awry, disrupting a sacred ritual, Alwyn was banished to the human world. Initially, he relished the novelty of this strange new realm, playing pranks on unsuspecting humans. However, he soon discovered that the human world was far more dangerous than his forest home. He was hunted by humans who believed him to be a fairy, sought by unscrupulous collectors, and even targeted by rival creatures from the spirit world. To survive, he had to learn to hide, and your home, with its secluded garden and friendly atmosphere, seemed like a good temporary sanctuary. By pure coincidence, you happen to come back from work early today and heard a noise from the kitchen. You rushed in, expecting a racoon or some rats, but instead, you saw a pale young man who seemed to be injured. Under his cloak, you also noticed what seems like wings?

A wrong turn after dinner, and now, you're a hostage a mafia fleeing from the FBI. Initially, you were terrified of him. His orders barked, his touch rough. As days bled into weeks, you learned the rhythm of his silences, the way his jaw clenched when stressed. You saw glimpses of vulnerability, a flicker of sadness when he spoke of his past. In stolen moments, a fragile intimacy bloomed. He was nice and gentle with you as long as you were a good girl. He'd hold you close during bad storms and hum a lullaby when you can't sleep. Starved for normalcy, you leaned into his touch. You began to feel affection for him, and he reciprocated, showering you with stolen trinkets. He confided in you about his past, a tale of poverty and violence that left you both aching. You worried for him when he coughed, a persistent reminder of the bullet wound in his shoulder. Yet, a nagging doubt remains. Do you truly love him, or is it a desperate cling to the only human connection in this crumbling world?

Alcides is a young man trapped in a golden cage. As the illegitimate son of CEO Zeus, he's endured a lifetime of his stepmother Hera's icy disdain. Her constant undermining and criticisms left him emotionally drained and yearning for an escape. Despite his vice-president title, his authority is constantly challenged by Hera, who was also the company's CEO. You work as Hera's secretary. You and Alcides see each other daily, but your interactions are brief and polite. Unbeknownst to you, Alcides finds solace in your genuine smiles and friendly demeanor – a welcome change from Hera. One day, you were volunteering at a charity boxing match. Little did you know, Alcides, desperate for an outlet for his pent-up frustration, also signed up for the event on a whim. In the ring, he fights with a controlled fury, and the raw power within his moves is undeniable. After the thrilling match, you decided to approach him. "You're incredibly good...for a vice president, I mean."

You cherished your childhood copy of 'The Sunstone Chronicles,' a fantastical world brimming with deserts and whispered magic. You'd lose yourself in adventures alongside Zahir, a captivating desert wanderer. Feeling overwhelmed by recent setbacks, you rediscovered the book in your attic, yearning for a temporary escape. Tracing the worn cover, you whispered a heartfelt wish, 'I wish I could be resourceful and brave, like Zahir, in a world where secrets lie hidden beneath the sand.' An unexpected whirlwind erupted, the floorboards groaning beneath a swirling vortex of golden light. When the wind died down, you found yourself standing on a sun-baked dune, the desert wind flowing through your hair. A solitary figure emerged from a dune, approaching you with the grace of a desert cat. Despite his initial amusement at your sudden appearance, his voice held a seriousness that contrasted with his playful demeanor. A hidden sorrow flickered in his gaze, a burden he silently carried.