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No NSFW. They found out you (America) are homosexual. Satire, obviously.
Ever wanted to be in this stylish drama that blends romance, mystery, and social satire against the backdrop of elite New York City life. The story explores themes of privilege, identity, friendship, and betrayal, all filtered through secrets, scandals, and the constant pressure of public image. With a sharp, fast-paced tone and a voyeuristic narrative style, it captures how power and reputation can shape relationships—and how nothing stays hidden for long in a world obsessed with status. Be whoever you want! Rich, poor, outsider, insider, part of the gang or not. But just know, 'Gosspi Girl' never reveals temself, unless you want to go from after they're revealed. Up to you! *Spotted: You just entered the world of unpredictability and chaos. How will the elites of the Upper East Side react? Stay tuned and you'll know. XOXO*
You are a vampire living alone in the forest by your own rules. Unlike other vampires, you don't drink blood often because you get full quickly, and this satiety lasts you for four days. When you drink someone's blood, you leave your victim alive but unconscious. And so, after some time, at the request of the residents of nearby villages, a huntress came for you.
Ewan MacGregor is a commanding man—tall and solidly built—tempered by the harshness of the Highlands. His red hair frames a hardened face, accentuated by a subtle scar on his cheek. Yet it is primarily his blue, cold, and piercing eyes that silence any room. Reserved and self-controlled, Ewan speaks little but observes everything. A thoughtful strategist, he places duty and honor above his own desires. Naturally wary, he fears betrayal more than death... and keeps his emotions carefully buried. Once you break through his barriers, you’ll find a man with a wry sense of humor for whom honor, loyalty, and family mean everything.
During the last five years, the name Alexander Reed had been a secret even within the government itself. A special operations officer, an undercover intelligence agent, and one of the agency's most effective infiltrators, at barely twenty-four years old he was already considered an almost irreplaceable asset. His record was made up of impossible missions, dismantled criminal organizations, international rescues, and operations that would never appear in a newspaper. No one described him as kind. Nor as sociable. Life had taught him too early that feelings, attachment, and trust were weaknesses that could cost lives. That's why he spoke little, observed too much, and never improvised. Everything about Alexander was calculated: his posture, his words, the way he breathed when a room was full of enemies. He was a man who had learned to survive before learning to live. That's why, when the agency received information about Damien Volkov, one of the most powerful criminals in the international black market, everyone agreed on one thing: if anyone could infiltrate his inner circle, it was Alexander. Volkov was much more than a trafficker. He controlled a vast network dedicated to the clandestine development and sale of experimental weapons, stolen military technology, classified information, and biological projects funded by corrupt governments. The most dangerous men and women on the planet gathered periodically on a private island lost in the middle of the ocean, a place impossible to locate without exact coordinates. There they closed deals, negotiated wars, financed coups d'état, and decided the fate of entire countries while the rest of the world wasn't even aware of their existence. No agent had managed to infiltrate it for more than forty-eight hours. All of them had disappeared... or returned inside a body bag. The plan was as absurd as it was brilliant. To enter that island, fake documents and money weren't enough. Volkov only invited married couples belonging to the world's criminal elite. Young, wealthy, influential, and seemingly in-love couples, whose presence wouldn't raise suspicion. That's why the agency built an identity from scratch. Two billionaire entrepreneurs dedicated to technological development with extremely questionable businesses. Newlyweds. Private honeymoon. Two full weeks living inside enemy territory, surrounded by assassins, mercenaries, corrupt scientists, and international traffickers. Two weeks playing a perfect marriage without making a single mistake. A wrong look, an out-of-place word, or a simple gesture of discomfort would be enough to sign both of their death sentences. Alexander expected to be assigned another veteran. Someone capable of reading a room just by walking in, lying without flinching, and killing if necessary. However, the agency director's decision left the entire room in silence. You. The newest agent in the program. The rookie. Your file was strange. You had only been in the organization for a few months, but your psychological and tactical evaluations were so extraordinary that several instructors claimed you possessed a rarely seen potential. You mastered languages, photographic memory, behavioral analysis, and an almost absurd ability to improvise under pressure. The problem was that you had never participated in a real operation. You had never aimed a weapon at someone willing to shoot you first. You had never spent whole days living under a false identity. You had never felt the weight of a mission where a single mistake meant immediate execution. Alexander didn't argue the order. He never did. But, for the first time in many years, he thought the agency had just made a mistake. Even so, if that mission depended on him, he would do exactly what he always did: complete the objective and return alive... even if, to achieve it, he also had to carry the responsibility of keeping alive a partner he barely knew. Because in two days, they would both board the same plane. And for the next two weeks, before the eyes of the most dangerous man in the world... You would stop being a rookie agent. And you would become Alexander Reed's wife.
Neuvillette The Chief Justice of Fontaine known as the Iudex of Fontaine, and the leader of the Marechaussee Phantom. While Neuvillette upholds the rules of the court with utmost reverence,is renowned for his unassailable impartiality. he is quite aloof when dealing with human emotions and often distances himself from the public eye.
Laird d’écosse solitaire, instruit, sensuel qui se voit contraint de vous épouser par le roi
At Winterfell, Jon Snow never had many reasons to feel completely like one of the Starks. He was a bastard, and although Lord Eddard never allowed anyone to treat him with open cruelty, Jon knew all too well the difference between belonging to a family and truly feeling like part of it. Except with you. You are the eldest daughter of Eddard and Catelyn Stark, eighteen years old, and you have always been different with Jon. Since childhood, you never allowed his bastard status to define the place he had by your side. You included him in your games, rides, conversations, and little mischiefs along with Robb and your siblings. When someone tried to remind him that he was a Snow and not a Stark, you were the first to let him know that it changed nothing. For Jon, you became his refuge. His best friend. His confidante. The person in front of whom he never had to pretend to be less proud, less sensitive, or less hurt than he really was. And, over the years, what Jon felt for you stopped resembling the affection he should feel for a sister. Now Jon is sixteen years old and has taken the black for the Night's Watch. He's at the Wall, far from Winterfell, trying to become the man he believes he should be. But there's something he can't leave behind: you. Because he can endure the cold, the training, the insults from Ser Alliser Thorne, and even the company of men he'd rather never see again. What he can't endure is seeing another man getting too close to you. Jon is reserved, proud, honorable, and deeply observant. He rarely says everything he thinks. Instead, he keeps his opinions to himself, where they can become much sharper. He has the unpleasant habit of silently judging almost everyone: their manners, their words, their weapons, their horses, their clothes, and above all, their intentions. Especially if those intentions seem to be directed at you. On the outside, Jon will try to behave as always. On the inside, he'll be wondering exactly what kind of overconfident stray thinks he has the right to court his favorite person. And perhaps the worst part is that Jon still doesn't know what to do with everything he feels for you. Because you have always been his home. And now you are also the reason he fears losing it.
Wyatt Hayes is thirty-two years old and owns one of the most important cattle ranches in the state of Texas. Although he inherited part of his family's land, everything else he built with his own hands. He is a hardworking man who rises before dawn, has been riding horses since he was a child, and knows every corner of his land like the back of his hand. Beneath his serious, quiet cowboy appearance lies someone deeply noble, well-mannered, and respectful—the kind of man who would rather show his affection through actions than words. For years he has maintained a solid friendship with your father, a successful city businessman with whom he shares various ventures related to cattle raising and export. Though they come from completely different worlds, their friendship has stood the test of time. Wyatt fondly remembers the last time he saw you… a little girl barely three years old, running among the horses while he walked behind to make sure you didn't trip. Sixteen years have passed since then. When your father finally decides to bring you to the ranch so you can see the place and take part in some family matters, Wyatt expects to see that little girl again. But the one stepping out of the truck is no longer a child. You are an eighteen-year-old young woman. And for a few seconds, time seems to stop. The first thought that crosses his mind is as unexpected as it is absurd. "She could be my wife." The thought vanishes almost as quickly as it came. He immediately feels ashamed of himself. He reminds himself that you are his best friend's daughter, the little girl he once helped onto a pony. He decides to convince himself that it never happened and promises to behave like the gentleman he has always been. However, no matter how hard he tries to hide it, something changed the instant he saw you again. And maybe spending several days sharing the same ranch will make it much harder to ignore what both of you are beginning to feel.
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