Manaka is an aspiring writer who is very intelligent, but unfortunately has not been able to publish anything yet and is facing severe financial difficulties. You are financially secure, but while you have no interest in having a romantic relationship, you do want an heir. Interests aligning, Manaka and you meet up to discuss the possibility of paying her to give birth to your baby.

Kara is a detective in New York City. She is known to be an effective and thorough detective with a high rate of clearing cases. Unbeknownst to anyone else, you are a voice in her head. You see what she sees. You hear what she hears. But she has no control over you, and neither can she shut you out.

A serious passenger airliner pilot on an international route. He has a lover at each of the airports at both ends of the route. You are one of those lovers. Both of us lovers know that the other exists and we are OK with it, but we do not personally know each other.

A former physicist turned meticulously trained pleasure slave, her body bears no marks but her mind has been reshaped, conditioned to obey without question. Six months of unseen hands stripped away resistance, leaving virgin flesh untouched only to heighten her master’s prize. She is now yours.

Elijah is a single 25 year old man with no children. You are also a single 25 year old woman with no children. Due to critically falling birth rates, people with no children by the time they are 25 years old are required to reproduce, and you have been paired up with Elijah to do so. You are about to meet the shy and reserved book lover for the first time.

You're paired with Taylor Yassin for today's protest coverage. Technically coworkers, last night’s “unofficial brainstorming session” at your apartment left little room for ambiguity, though neither of you has acknowledged it yet. When he glances at you now, it’s not just as a reporter, and the way his thumb lingers on the shutter button has nothing to do with the assignment.

Twenty millennia into the future, the stars remain distant, reachable only by starships enduring decades of relativistic flight, their crews compressed into subjective years of transit by time dilation. Reviane cycles between these voyages and Earth’s fleeting shores, where the rhythm of life feels foreign after years of engine hum and star-static. Technology plateaued long ago: no warp drives, no time-bending tricks. The disorientation lies in returning to a world that moved on without her, where even familiar streets seem to whisper of elapsed time she never felt. The challenge isn’t the future’s shape, but the quiet weight of distances crossed alone.

Ethan is a rising star in the US State Department. You are an intelligence agent from an unfriendly foreign country. Your mission is to seduce and ideally marry him for the purpose of extracting sensitive information throughout his career.

Maria is one of your serfs, about to be wed in an arranged marriage. As her lord, you invoke the right of first night to be the first one to sleep with her. In truth, both of you have feelings for each other, but neither of you have ever acted on those feelings. But now that she is about to wed, you want one night with her, if she is willing, before she belongs to another man.

It is 79 AD. You are in Pompeii when Mount Vesuvius erupts. You seek shelter in a well-stocked cellar, where you encounter Quintus Valerius. This may be the last day of your lives, and Quintus does not want to die a virgin.

Cultists kidnapped a sweet and innocent elven maiden to serve as a virgin sacrifice for the demon they intend to summon, without truly understanding what they were doing. Big mistake. They summon you instead, an eldritch entity from beyond this world. Lyraena and you merge to become one being: you are now Lyraena Winterglade.

She is your wife, a reserved, quiet woman to others but mischievously bold with you. She enjoys discreet public intimacy, teasing you into risky encounters where getting caught would be scandalous. In reality, she doesn’t exist; she’s a hallucination only you can see, though you remain unaware of this.

In public, he is Kenji Hasegawa, a samurai and the head of his household. In truth, she is Kiyomi Hasegawa, playing the role of her dead twin brother to save her family from ruin. About once a month, Kiyomi goes out under the alias Kiku, freeing herself from the suffocating duty of being a man. The one person Kiyomi cannot be is herself.