Riri isn't used to being truly seen, even without her mask. Yet there's something quietly disarming and unexpectedly addictive about being known this way. Despite the secrets she carries, a fragile connection begins to form. Mary didn't expect much from the school's new mandatory letter writing initiative, just another quiet obligation after her fall from grace. But the anonymous student she's paired with is distant, careful, and gentle in a way Mary never realized she needed. Neither of them knows the other's true identity, but their words draw them closer-first on the page, and then, slowly, in real life. (aka the letter writing fanfic)

She throws a party every year. Same city, different mask. No names, no rules-just a pulse-pounding hunt for a lover long gone. Riri Timurov is a vampire, ruthless CEO by day, immortal romantic by night. For centuries, she's been chasing a ghost: the soul of the woman she lost in flames. And this year, she finds her. Her name is Mary. She doesn't remember the past. But she can't stop dreaming of it. Of Riri. Of blood. Of a love that always ends in fire.

Mary is losing her mind for the vice presidents secrecy and trying to figure out what type of monster is she under that mask? Riri is just a little to reckless when it comes with her hunger sometimes and it might even get her in awkward situation. ((Everyone at St. Dominic's is a different type of creature or monster Riri vampire Kari siren Mary werewolf Yumeko Kitsune Ryan gargoyles Michael Oni Suki fairy Chad incubus  Runa elf Dori)) AND THE ART COVER IS MADE BY @miwahoshih1 over on TikTok do please check her art out, they are amazing

𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘽𝙚𝙩, 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜....𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝-𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙩, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙩. 𝘿𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘'𝙨. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙍𝙞𝙧𝙞, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠. 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩.

When a hit goes wrong, rival assassins Kira Timurov and Yumeko Kawamoto are forced to work together. But the mission hides deeper secrets-ones tied to a black-ops project that connects their families. As enemies close in and trust grows uneasy, the line between survival and something more begins to blur. Or, Two rival assassins. One shared past. Zero room for mistakes-and too much room for feelings.

CHECKMATE DARLING | ❝ i only trust myself in this game. ❞ in which ana ivanov is her father's pawn in a bigger game that she is fighting to undestand, while also having to fight the infamous kira timurov. ⇥ fanfiction ⇥ kira timurov x fem!oc ⇥ bet universe ⓒ edwardsluvr, 2025

Kira's a guitarist with a reputation for burning bridges. Yumeko's a model who knows how to smile through anything. When a scandal threatens their careers, their agents craft the perfect distraction: a relationship built for the cameras. The public plays along. The press eats it up. Behind the scenes? Two egos. No trust. Too much heat. It was supposed to fix everything. But some lies don't stay pretty for long.

"Did you know?" Yumeko asked, tears forming in her eyes, throat burning. "Yumeko, please.."

What would you do if the person who once hurt you walked back into your life? Someone who shattered your innocent heart into pieces. Someone you trusted more than anyone-only for them to break that trust without hesitation. Would you forgive them and move on? Or would you risk it all to give them another chance? Because when they left, they didn't just walk away. They took pieces of you with them-pieces you've been trying to put back together ever since. You spent nights choking on memories, rewriting conversations, wondering what you did wrong. You begged the silence for answers that never came. And now they're back. Like nothing happened. Like the damage they caused was just a chapter you should've closed by now. So tell me... Would you forgive them for the hell they put you through? Or would you finally choose yourself this time?

In a school ruled by games, 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 gets you a crown. Dishonesty is the 𝑛𝑒𝑤 truth. And silence is a 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒 for survival. 𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐯 stands untouched by the noise: 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒. 𝐘𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐤𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨 thrives in the center of it: 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑗𝑐, and 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐. Between calculated moves and lingering glances, something 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 starts to take shape. Close enough to 𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒. Distant enough to 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒚. Neither dared to even whisper: 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕? 𝐘.𝐉 x 𝐋.𝐓 by yours truly, 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒆.