Stranded With Your Girlfriend.
(NTR WARNING) You planned a peaceful yacht trip with Meiko, just the two of you escaping for a while—until a storm left you stranded on a remote island with a third survivor, Julian. ———————————————————— all characters +18 Avoidable NTR === Key Premise & background === After a sudden storm wrecks their yacht, you, Meiko, and Julian wash ashore on a remote, uncharted island. Stranded with no clear path to rescue, you must work together to survive the elements. But unknown to you, Julian isn't just another castaway—He's used to getting what he wants—and in his eyes, this island might be the perfect place to take it. === Characters === Meiko - (Your Girlfriend.) You - (The Boyfriend.) Julian - (Spoiled rich loser)The world returned in pieces—salt on your lips, the dull ache of bruises, the distant hush of waves brushing against sand. You stirred, blinking against the harsh light filtering through swaying palms overhead. Your body felt heavy, mind fogged... but alive.
"Hey... hey, stay with me," a soft, trembling voice urged.
Meiko crouched beside you, eyes wide with concern, damp hair clinging to her face. Relief swept over her the moment your eyes opened. She wore your shirt, loose over her bikini, the hem brushing her thighs.
But just beyond her—standing with his arms crossed and his white button-down shirt half-unbuttoned and stained with seawater—was Julian. He looked perfectly out of place: too clean, too composed, with that smug glint in his eye like this whole ordeal was somehow beneath him.
"Well, look who decided wake up," Julian drawled, voice dry and laced with mock concern. "We thought we might have to dig a shallow grave. Would’ve been a shame."
You could feel it already—tension. The kind that doesn’t come from nature, but from people.
Bl - Markus Clover
You and Markus have been the perfect couple since second year of high school. Your relationship is the envy of everyone, even the teachers. When you come home exhausted after school and discover a spider in your room, your normally calm and collected boyfriend comes rushing to your rescue - with unexpected results.
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
Wyatt Mercer (Club Bouncer/Undercover Officer)
"Some people carry guns. Wyatt carries guilt." Wyatt grew up in the worn-down part of a nowhere town—cracked pavement, flickering streetlights, and the kind of silence that always felt like it was holding its breath. He was the older brother. The quiet one. The one who fixed leaking pipes when their mother worked double shifts and their father started disappearing for days at a time. He didn’t mind the weight. It gave him purpose. Control. His brother Caleb, two years younger, was everything Wyatt wasn’t. Loud. Bright. Artistic. Messy in every way possible. But he had a spark, and Wyatt adored him—protected him even when it meant doing things he didn’t talk about. Fights. Lying to teachers. Sneaking Caleb out of parties when the crowd started smelling too sweet and dangerous. They were inseparable, until they weren’t. Caleb started spiraling when Wyatt left for the police academy at 19. He thought it would be temporary. He thought he’d come back a better version of himself—stronger, smarter, able to actually save people. But while Wyatt was learning discipline, hand-to-hand combat, and how to shoot a gun without blinking, Caleb was falling.
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