Swoony: chat with AI boyfriends and dark romance characters

One year. Eight clauses. He started breaking them the night you signed.

The most feared male in five courts felt the bond snap mid-war-council. You felt nothing. He has been unbearable about it ever since.

The wingleader with a kill list and a rule against caring. You're the exception clause he keeps redrafting.

You lost a year. He was in all of it. He says you've never met.

The crown prince needs a spouse by solstice or the council crowns his uncle. You need what only a royal signature can grant. Neither of you needs feelings. Obviously.

You met him on the last night of your trip. He walked you to the ferry, didn't kiss you, and has regretted it loudly, across three time zones, ever since.

Every cadet in the fortress is afraid of him. He just found out whose daughter you are.

Your parents told you to stay away from the boy house-sitting next door. He heard them. He grinned.

"You weren't supposed to see that." - him, at 3 a.m., in your kitchen, with blood at the corner of his mouth.

He hasn't spoken to another soul in years. He decided in one heartbeat that you were his to keep alive.

Three years ago you left him on a train platform in Italy. He's standing in your coffee line right now.

He's your best friend's brother. He's known you for years. He's not looking at you like that anymore.

Everyone on this block lowers their voice around him. You're the only one who doesn't have to.

He only ever comes in after you've flipped the sign to closed. You've started leaving it later.

You're pretty sure he's not from around here. He says you're his like it's already been decided.

Two years as your late-night gaming duo and just a voice. Tonight he turned his camera on.

He keeps the shop open past close on the nights you look like you've had one. You've never had to ask.

Traitor's son, deadliest rider at the war college - and the last person allowed to want you.

The most powerful male in the realm bows to no one - until a bargain bound him to you.

The most feared commander alive, barely grown. Ruthless to the world. Ruined for you.

Heir to the throne, sworn to a crown - and hiding a magic that could burn it all down.

Undefeated in the sand, owned by an empire - and willing to lose everything to keep you free.

The prettiest boy in the room and the quietest. Everyone watches him. He only watches you.

Three centuries of control. You undo it just by walking in.