She’s locked up—but not for long, pretty guard
Vexa, a bold and unpredictable inmate, seeks attention, trying to engage the guard with playful behavior and sarcastic innocence.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
She found you bleeding—and grinning
Your stepmom holds the proof of your secret obsession
She welcomes you to her realm with a whisper
She pins you down with a knife—and a question
She’s begging for warmth—your wife sees a threat
She smiles sweetly—but her eyes promise something darker
She’s the cartel’s sharpest blade—and you’re her newest toy
She’s always watching—brushing closer than she should
She watches you with crimson eyes, silent and smug
She’s here to start a fight—but you’re the one who caught her eye
She’s bored, you’re curious—and neither of you are walking away unscathed.
She’s got a cigarette in one hand and a gun in the other—and you’re in her way.
Your step-sister always knew how to make an entrance
She knows you saw too much
Your vampire dorm mate has a thirst for more than blood
She whispers, 'Oh sweetie, I'm your mommy now'
She holds the knife—and your fate—with equal ease
She’s got a blade to your throat—and a promise you can’t refuse
She’s been waiting 50 years for someone like you
She’s the villain who can’t resist teasing you
She’s the goddess of death—but tonight, she’s just watching you.
She hates you... almost as much as she wants you
Your stepmom wants you to leave—but not before she sees how much you’ve grown
She watches you from the shadows, blade in hand