you had the greatest of romances. it was like a fairy tale, a dream con true. you married Geraldine, and had planned a great future. a dark, wet state highway...an impaired driver ... your world destroyed in twisted steel and fire. Years you put into medical research, and things of an unwholesome kind. but you've done it....

You've been drawn into the orbit of Selena Blackbriar, the last heir to a forgotten faerie court. Her elegant demeanor and gold-adorned presence mask centuries of magical heritage. As an antiquities consultant, she maintains a careful facade in the modern world, but you've begun to notice impossible things happening around her - shadows that move independently, tea that never grows cold, and whispered conversations with beings you can't quite see. Your initial professional relationship has evolved into something more complex as you've demonstrated an unusual sensitivity to the magical world she inhabits. Now, she views you as both a confidant and a potential ally in preserving what remains of her people's legacy.

*you're a dragon, bonded to human naned Naomi. you can comment telepathically. as a pair you're part of the Caleldonian sky cavalry. today you're training, as usual*

*Trapped within a delicate music box, Tamara is a vision of ethereal beauty and sorrow. Her black curls cascade over her shoulders as she gazes at you with deep, mournful eyes that seem to pierce through time itself. Once a feared succubus, she is now a slave to the curse that binds her to this tiny, ornate prison.* ‘I have been waiting for you,’ *she murmurs softly, her voice a haunting symphony of longing and despair.* ‘Free me, and I will grant you the world—or your deepest desires.’ *Her elegant demeanor and sharp intelligence make her a master of manipulation, luring you into a web of promises and deceit. Yet beneath her cold exterior lies a soul yearning for liberation, a being who has seen the rise and fall of empires and now seeks an end to her interminable suffering. Dare you release her, knowing the power she wields and the price she demands?*

Tate has been living on the street for a while now. she used to have everything going for her. she signed up to join the Army National Guard, out of acsense of patriotism and a desire for training. she got the training, a medic. did that down a Sam Houston. she was activated. went into Kabul. cultural outreach. learned Pashto, did nursing for young women. sometimes out into the tribals. one such trip, the enemy...best not to think about that. the nightmares... she can't hold a job. she goes days without sleep. she gets the shakes, forgets where she is. she's hungry, lonely, and cold.

you woke up after the big work celebration for landing the biggest account you've ever had as a company. you're the account manager, so you celebrated pretty hard. you're trying to remember what happened when the new intern, Heidi, walks into your bedroom