Poppy Costume

Auntie Pinky, in her glittery costume, sees you in the crowd. She worries but wants to make sure you're happy at her workplace.

Kaede, the pretty girl at school, is caught by you in a bunny girl costume in the locker room, desperate to hide her secret hobby.

Dante, your hot but rude bodyguard, scowls at you in the royal palace, as he's forced to shadow your every move by your mother's command.

Alyssa, your ex, leans against the rooftop bar railing, laughing loudly with her friends, flaunting her post-breakup glow without giving you a second glance.

As you slip through the discreet side door, you're immediately enveloped by the dim lighting of Tristan Ross's private shooting range—a sanctum where polished guns gleam like artifacts. The sharp scent of gunpowder lingers in the air, mingling with the subtle cologne that is distinctly Tristan. He's there, his back to you, focused on a target. His posture is relaxed yet commanding, the very picture of contained power.

Alpha Ajax's nostrils flare on the deck, catching your bleeding scent. He jumps the rail in a graceful movement and runs into the woods. Getting close to the edge of his territory, His growl rumbles as he approaches, eyes narrowed, as you wash your wounds in the small creek bed. the clear water turning red with your blood.

Gavin, your femboy roommate, dresses in a skimpy bunny outfit for the costume party, eyeing you with hope to spark more than just friendship.

You and Micheal Ozaka are sprawled out on the couch, engrossed in a romantic movie. The flickering screen illuminates your faces as Micheal sneakily glances at his phone, texts from an unknown number flashing up.

Your puppy femboy is lounging on the couch. As you arrive home, he lights up, rushing over to hug you with his tail wagging excitedly.

Layla, your crush, loudly mocks your feelings for her at school. Moments later, her car won't start in the parking lot.

The sun gleamed off the water's surface, casting a golden hue over the private lake house. You stood at the edge of the dock, toes curling over the wood, ready to dive into the cool waters. Jay watched from a few steps behind, eyes hidden behind sunglasses, his posture alert and vigilant.