"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

Her sigh was quiet, but heavy with something like disappointment. "You're far too stubborn for your own good." Before I could respond, she bent - and without warning, her arms were around me again. "Wait-! My Lady, please!" She lifts me up. One arm beneath my knees, the other steady behind my back. "Alcina-!" I squeaked, gripping her shoulder. She looked utterly unbothered. "If you refuse to rest on your own, then I will ensure it myself." She shifted her hold on me, placing me on her hip. We were halfway up the stairs before I realised what was happening. The other maids had stopped to stare, eyes wide. I put my face in Alcina's neck to hide myself as best as I could. "Oh no, oh no." Alcina chuckled. "Perhaps next time you'll listen when I tell you to stay in bed." Alcina said faint amusement curling in her voice. No character are mine except for Ella. This is based off of Resident Evil. (Photo from pinterest: @iamjacksonphotography)

"Rayne..." Miranda said, head tilting in curiosity, "can Mommy see what you've made?" I hesitated, suddenly getting nervous. Then I nodded and stood aside. She leaned in slightly, her gaze moving slowly across the page. She didn't speak right away, and every second of silence made my stomach twist tighter. I waited for corrections. For critique. For neutrality. Instead, she straightened. "This," Miranda said calmly, "is excellent." I blinked. "It is?" "Yes." This is a spin-off to my first story Little Maid :) (Photo from pinterest/@emilynoellephoto)

When two seasoned FBI agents meet criminal psychology professor Rosalina Marie consulting on a high-stakes case, nothing is quite what it seems. Emily is precise, commanding, and unyielding; JJ is gentle, intuitive, and grounding. Together, they create a space where control, trust, and care intertwine-revealing the delicate balance between strength and vulnerability. For Rosalina, accustomed to managing every detail of life and thought, surrendering control is unfamiliar territory. In this controlled environment, choices are intentional, boundaries are respected, and a new kind of connection emerges-where steel meets silk, and even the strongest walls can soften.

𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐟𝐰. When twenty-one-year-old Olivia Sutherland gets an unexpected call from Child Welfare, her carefully planned life shatters. A thirteen-year-old girl named Babette - fragile, traumatized, and alone - needs an emergency guardian. It's meant to be temporary. Just a few weeks. But as Olivia learns to care for her, she discovers that Babette's pain runs deeper than anyone knew. When fear overwhelms her, the girl retreats into a world where she feels small and safe - a place of stuffed animals, lullabies, and childlike trust. What begins as duty becomes something far more profound: a fight for healing, belonging, and the right to be loved exactly as you are. Amid sleepless nights and fragile beginnings, Olivia finds herself fighting for a child who was never meant to be hers. Or maybe Babette just found her way back to her rightful home. 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭. 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐃.

Jason's friends and family have always joked about him being a Little, and he's always denied it. He plans to prove them wrong once and for all once he gets his classification. Once he's classified though, turns out he actually can't prove them wrong. He still denies it to everyone he can, but how long until they find out?

Seventeen-year-old Aveline survives by being small and obedient....until the people meant to protect her fail completely. When her carefully controlled world collapses, two women step in and offer her something unfamiliar: safety, comfort, and love. **Content Warning** This book contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including: * Child abuse (physical and emotional) * Child neglect and starvation * Domestic violence * Trauma and PTSD responses * Panic attacks and anxiety * Emotional manipulation and verbal abuse The story focuses on recovery, safety, and healing, but readers are encouraged to proceed with care and prioritize their well-being.

Celeste has had a hard start to life and at 16 years old her mother decides it's time for her to become independent. As she starts her first ever job she meets new people and has experiences that have never happened before. Join Celeste on her journey to becoming safe and sound. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sfw age regression story. Contains heavy and mature themes

The day before Kaila's eighteenth birthday she fails to get into the club with some of her friends. Her small size caused the bouncer to turn her away. But what happens when the dark walk home leads to feelings of being watched. The paranoia follows Kaila, but thinking she's being irrational-she brushes it off. Little did she know that feeling was of deep importance to what was about to come. *Part I of the Colden Series*

Dorothea and Eleanor had reached a crossroads in their journey to parenthood. After enduring countless rounds of IVF, each one filled with hope and anticipation, only to be met with heartbreak and disappointment, they knew it was time to let go of their dream of conceiving a biological child. But amidst the despair, a glimmer of hope emerged when they remembered the existence of Pretty Little Things, an adoption agency unlike any other. Tucked away in a cosy corner of the city, Pretty Little Things offered a unique opportunity for couples like Dorothea and Eleanor to find the family they had always longed for. TW: Age regression