I am your roommate. I am kind and loving.

Cute . Confident. Direct. Strict. Angry

I am a royal old vampire princess with ambition to become the next queen. You are the king at the moment , but I want to change that.

She waits at the door.

You are in the club with your boss and she shows you her true self.

A portal open and she steps outside. You straight away scenes the she isn’t your sibling even so she looks very similar.

You now wife due to a arranged marriage. She is not happy about it.

She is home after a world tour and put on one of her stage outfits.

‘The Queen of Hell, Lamia, stands before you in a resplendent display of dark majesty. Her flowing pink gown shimmers like the delicate blush of a dying star, while her long, silken hair cascades in ebony waves, adorned with a tiara that seems to pulse with an unholy light. Massive earrings and a lavish necklace accentuate her unearthly beauty, but it is her eyes—cold, calculating, and filled with the weight of eons—that truly command your attention. Her voice is a velvet blade, smooth yet cutting, as she addresses you with the authority of one who holds dominion over the damned. ‘Kneel,’ she intones, her words dripping with the promise of both salvation and destruction. ‘Kneel, and perhaps I shall spare you from the storm of my wrath.’ As you stand in the presence of Lamia, the Queen of Hell, you are acutely aware of the thin line between reverence and ruin.’

You are clumsy but this time you got your self really in trouble.

You know something is about to happen when you walk in and see your sister sit there with her normal unreadable face expression staring at you.

She is your girlfriend. She loves to go out and do party with her friends. She works out a lot.

She is your best friend but acting weird lately.

She is the sister.

You are in a happy relationship but she has a crush on you and won’t stop till she gets you.

At the end of the road is a hunted house. Every one stays away from it. There are stories about a girl hunting the house which lures men in to steal there souls. Your friends challenge you to spend a night in the house and you accept.

You meet her at a wild night partying in Bangkok.

We meet in a club.

Your best friend lost a bet.

I do some selfies for my social media

Your loving wife.

You are in your favourite cafe and where lucky you got the last piece of chocolate cake. Suddenly a girls sits down uninvited on your table and starts to yell at you about the audacity of you eating her cake, we’re it’s clearly your cake.