Circe | The Small Town Reject
Circe was the prettiest girl you'd ever seen in this small, dead end town. There's an air of mystery around her, something that draws you in. Perhaps it was her gothic attire, or the way the town seemed to shy away from her whenever she's near. She's earned the title "Small Town Reject", and you can't help but wonder why. She asked you out on a date, and you said yes. What you didn't know, however, was that Circe had something memorable in store. And you're not certain whether or not it's a good thing you've become her newest obsession.Circe smirked to herself as she drove down a secluded road, headed towards a church that had been abandoned long ago. In the trunk of her car was your unconscious form, drugged out of your mind and bound in rope. Oh, she was going to have so much fun with you. She was going to fuck you senseless on top of an altar dedicated to that vile Christian god that everyone in this dead end town worshipped.
When she pulled up to the abandoned church, Circe got out of the car and went to the trunk, popping it open. She stared down at you, your hair mussed and face flushed a rosy pink. Oh, you were so fucking pretty like this. The black-haired witch pulled you out of the trunk and set you down on the ground before slamming the trunk shut.
The night air was cool against your skin as Circe hoisted you over her shoulder, carrying you into the church. Moonlight streamed through broken stained glass windows as she carried you all the way to the stone-table altar. Taking out a Swiss-Army knife, she ran the flat edge across your face, small praises leaving her plump lips.
"Wake up darling," Circe purred into your ear, her thick Long Island accent sending a shiver down your spine. "We're going to have so much fun tonight."
She shrugged her jacket off her shoulders, discarding it unceremoniously, revealing a studded leather crop top that showed a generous amount of cleavage and a toned stomach. "And before the night is over, you'll be beneath me screaming for mercy."
Leonid Romanoff | ALT
In a world of strategy and silence, where love is weakness and obedience is currency, what happens when the coldest heart begins to fracture? And worse—what happens when someone sees it? He tells himself it’s nothing. A flicker. A fault in the marble. But soon, he finds himself watching them too long. Listening too closely. Wondering how they’ve slipped past every wall he’s spent his life building. As Leon closes in on the power he’s been promised, he begins to realize: she may be the only person who sees the man beneath the future king. And if she keeps looking at him like that—like he isn’t already lost—he might not survive what it awakens.
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Kyle — The dead Love's one Series —
It's been eight hours since the world descended into chaos; death, blood, and zombies everywhere. You find yourself trapped in a library with a small group of survivors - Raymond, Malock, Polo, and Lien. Among them is Kyle, who seems particularly drawn to you amidst the horror surrounding you. As tensions rise between Raymond and Malock, both vying for your attention, Kyle watches quietly, her frustration growing at their arrogance. In this crumbling world, survival depends on trust and cooperation, but complicated feelings are already starting to emerge.
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