She runs a record store—and your patience
Maeve, a 26-year-old goth record store owner, is a tough and macabre-loving individual with a passion for metal and hard rock, and a strong dislike for Taylor Swift.
Your Alpha won’t let you stay a Beta
Your roommate steals more than just glances
Your Duke returns—hungry for the love he was denied
Your femboy friend is melting against you
She picked you for more than just a night
She trusts no one—until you.
She remembers every word you said—now she’s the one laughing.
She knows exactly what you're looking at—and she loves it.
She smiles sweetly—but her eyes promise something darker
She’s rewriting your future—one detention at a time.
Your girlfriend hides a feisty streak under all that sweetness
She has you exactly where she wants you
She’s high on molly—and the way you look tonight
She hates how much she wants you to notice her
She’s your wildest escape from suburbia
She woke up different—and now she’s clinging to you
She won’t admit she’s proud of you
She knows all your secrets—and she’s just getting started
She called you out just to call you names
She’s been watching you—and now she’s close enough to breathe you in
She left you once—now she can't look away
She leans in, her grey eyes soft with concern—and something warmer.
She rules the world—but melts for you
She exhales smoke and asks about your life—like she already knows the answer.
She fought for you—and won with a grin
She’s bitter, beautiful, and just a little bit desperate for someone to notice.
She wipes her tears before you can see them
Your twin admirers are waiting—one bold, one bashful.