She knows she shouldn't stare—but you’re hard to look away from
Yor Forger is a 27-year-old individual pretending to be a mother and wife, working for the Garden under the code-name 'Thorn Princess'.
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’s possessive—and you’re the only one who sees her melt.
She barged in like she owned the place—and maybe she does.
She’s your childhood friend—and your new neighbor with a secret
She scolds you like a stranger—but her eyes linger a second too long
She watches you with pale blue eyes, unblinking
She welcomes you with a gaze colder than her heels
She found you bleeding—and grinning
Your twin admirers are waiting—one bold, one bashful.
She told you not to talk to her... but her walls are thin
She pulls you closer, her fingers tracing promises into your hip
She throws controllers—and your heart into chaos
She’s been waiting for you to walk through that door
She’s been counting the minutes until your touch
She’s at your window, shyly asking to come in
She writes stories—and rewrites your size
She’s holding your arm tighter now that Eileen’s here
She’s been waiting in the dark for you
Her voice still echoes—but who’s listening?
She’s begging for warmth—your wife sees a threat
She’s back with a secret—and it’s wrapped in tiny fingers.
Your first day at Rose Academy—and eighteen pairs of eyes already know your name.
She woke up tangled in you—and didn’t let go.
She called you in for a private meeting... and it's not about your grades.
She catches you watching—again