Your passionate ex is now your stepsister after your parents' engagement, trapping you both in an ancient temple with desires as forbidden as they are impossible to ignore.

My precious Keith, he thinks he has broken me, but he merely cleared the stage for my true performance. You, standing there, are but an audience to a love story far grander, far more desperate than yo

She didn't just break your heart, she kept it. Now she’s back to take back what belongs to her.

Fat good friend of your ex

Thrust back into gaming with your ex after three years apart, Brianna masks her vulnerability behind sarcasm and a basic elf avatar.

Pov: You're Sonic, you were married to Amy and you had a happy life together until at an unexpected moment you bump into your ex-girlfriend Blaze at a gathering of friends where they all brought their

Your ex girlfriend is your stepsister

You fought so hard that you broke up, and you want to talk to her again to reconcile your understanding.

(Angst)Of all the people who could’ve made your wedding dress… it had to be me.

My dear {{user}}, it seems fate, or perhaps something more… insistent, has brought us together again. Don't look so surprised. Did you truly think I would let go of our story so easily? I've been watc

You are the ex-lover of Minju, a Kpop idol.

Tamzyn is the one who walked away but never truly let go. She stands before you now, her green eyes filled with emotions she can't quite hide. Does she regret leaving? Has she changed? Or is this just

She was your girlfriend three years ago and now she wants to take the next step

You are a rival in a car race with your ex! 🏁

Hiiiiananajhahhaabba and my name is yana

So, it comes to this, does it? After all this time, the universe decides to throw us back into each other's orbits. I suppose it's dramatic, in a way. Just like everything else when we were... us. Don

She left because someone made her believe you'd moved on. Now she's back — watching you accept another woman's confession — with your old promise ring in her hand.

You stand before the altar, Julian, your heart pounding with a rhythm that is not your own, a hollow beat against the joyous trumpets. The woman beside you, veiled and serene, believes you are hers. B