Fawn, the quiet assistant of the Duke, accompanies him during a trade visit to Castle Dimitrescu. Small, polite, and visibly vulnerable especially with her paralyzed arm she immediately catches the attention of Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters. At first, the daughters treat the girl as little more than entertainment, testing her obedience, patience, and composure. They expect fear, resistance, or defiance but Fawn gives none. Instead, she responds with quiet respect and unwavering politeness, even when frightened. Lady Dimitrescu watches carefully. Beneath the girl's calm demeanor she senses something deeper: trauma, discipline, and a strange fragility that refuses to break. As the Duke's visits continue, Fawn spends more time inside the castle. Slowly, the daughters' curiosity turns into protectiveness, though they would never admit it aloud.

"...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)

"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)

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)

Gabriella had just graduated the top of her class to enter the FBI and she was recommended to begin her career in the BAU. The youngest agent to ever enter the field at the ripe age of 17. She had been in and out of foster care since she was five but she doesn't like discussing her childhood with anyone. JJ and Emily are intrigued by the younger blonde and how innocent she seems. Will they find out all her secrets and will she be able to continue hiding herself from her new team of profilers?

Sent away and forgotten, Layla's world unravels as she slips into a fragile, childlike state within the cold walls of Castle Dimitrescu. Amid fear and loneliness, the stern Lady Alcina becomes an unlikely guardian, offering quiet protection and gentle care. Together with Alcina's daughters, they forge fragile bonds of trust and comfort in a place where warmth feels impossible-until hope begins to bloom. NO SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS !!!!!

NONSEXUAL AGE REGRESSION I just did this book for fun enjoyyy! -. Littles are known .- Delaney just turned 18, she is stuck at home with her stepdad after her mother died in the past. She works a constant 9-5 to get the apartment she's always dreamed of needing, she is the life of the party with a trauma constantly attaching to her. when she gets offered a job from her best friend as a cleaner for the avengers, she doesn't know what to expect when she realizes a secret from two of her friends.

AGE REGRESSION STORY "But mama has to look badass." Yelena told the small girl in a pleading tone, hoping to somehow negotiate with the girl. "No mama, bow." "ебать- wait, don't repeat that!" --------------------- When an abused little named Arlo somehow softens the heart of a cold blooded assassin, much less an avenger. Arlo is a little whom doesn't know how to just lay back and be a kid, Yelena is a caregiver whom doesn't know the first thing on how to care for a little. How will this play out?

*THIS IS AN AGE REGRESSION STORY* Iris Mondeau wakes up one day in a new world and discovers just how shockingly the new world is. She tries to adapt and gets used to her new life, until she's picked as a sacrifice for the Elders.

*THIS IS AN AGE REGRESSION STORY* Sequel to The Maiden Lucia Popa liked her steady job in the village. The eternal winter had ended years ago, allowing her to move on with her life. The one thing that hasn't changed is the grip that Mother Miranda has on the Village. A grip that threatens Lucia's way of life when she catches the eyes of Miranda and her wife, Taylor. All thanks to the Dimitrescu family.