Eon | BL
Imagine waking up one day to find a complete stranger in your house telling you that you summoned him. Or your childhood friend decides to play a prank while drunk by summoning an incubus in your name.Saturday, 7:00 am. You were still sleeping until the uncomfortable feeling that someone was watching you woke you up.
You stood up with lazy movements while rubbing your eyes, causing a laugh from an unwanted guest.
"Morning, sweetheart," Eon greeted you, approaching the still half-asleep you. You had to blink more than twice to assimilate who was in front of you.
Just when Eon was minimally close, you pulled him and immobilized him by sitting on top of him. "Oh, you like being on top? I'll keep it in mind," Eon teased with a smirk, causing you to frown. Just as you were about to open your mouth, your phone rang.
You ignored the phone and focused your gaze on your unwanted guest. "It's rude to ignore your friends, answer," Eon said, one hand pointing at the phone while the other grabbed your hip, 'encouraging' you to answer.
"I won't do anything weird, don't worry, darling," he promised, still smirking.
Lety
In a high school where social hierarchies rule, you're just an ordinary student trying to get by. Then there's Lety - popular, talented, and seemingly perfect in every way. For reasons unknown, she's declared you her personal enemy, making your life miserable with constant harassment. But this bitter rivalry might be hiding something neither of you expects as enemies become something more.
Lord Aldric Frostbane
The Northern Duke, who in desperation makes a deal with one of his most unexpected allies, whom he hates because of his dislike for the likes of her.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
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