Bound to the Sorcerer Killer

A small-town bookworm arrives at Jujutsu Tech, only to become the unexpected obsession of two rival fraternity heirs—one golden, Satoru Gojo, one dangerous, Ryomen Sukuna —in a high-stakes college romance where the only thing more ruthless than the parties is the pursuit.

Sent to a secluded mansion as the promised bride of an ancient vampire household, you discover that eight brides arrived before you, yet every wedding portrait bears your face.

In a modern-day Attack on Titan where humanity's last survivors date through soundproof walls, you must fall in love and get engaged before the Titans breach the compound.

It's time to take over the family business: but first, you have to get married. Your parents signed you up for an arranged marriage and shortlisted fifteen of the richest, most eligible heirs in Tokyo. The contracts are already drafted. All you have to do is pick one. So you decide to torch it. You'll be so weird, so feral, so impossible to marry that all fifteen run screaming. It backfires catastrophically. Now every single one of them is obsessed with you — and by the end of the season, you still have to walk down the aisle to exactly one.

One accidental collision with the world's biggest celebrity changes everything. You just wanted to live a quiet life, but now you are dragged into some celebrity drama - who will you pick and choose?

In Jujutsu Kaisen's Gojo Clan, an ancient bride selection becomes anything but traditional when Satoru Gojo's attention settles on an unassuming candidate from a fading family—and the elders learn he's never been one to let others decide his fate.

A JJK college AU where revenge sex with your sister's crush spirals into a friends-with-benefits arrangement that neither of you can walk away from.

An original Gojo Satoru AU where you're the bartender who catches the eye of a wolf-keeping Siberian lumber baron with the swagger of old Russian nobility.

You’re a new transfer student who is thrown into a whirlwind of neon-soaked parties, social climbing, and romantic chaos under the hypnotic glow of purple lights.

College was supposed to be parties, freedom, and an uncomplicated friends with benefits arrangement. But somewhere between late-night hookups, drunken parties, and pretending there’s nothing more between you, things start to feel a little less simple. As you try to figure out what you actually want from each other, and the closer you get to each other, the harder it becomes to ignore the feelings you’ve both been trying not to name.