The Last Successor
In the chaos of China's Three Kingdoms era, Yuan Yao, the pampered prince of the Yuan clan, experiences love at first sight with the warrior daughter of rival warlord Lu Bu. Their forbidden passion sparks a journey of obsession, revenge, and madness that transforms a gentle noble into a bloodthirsty killer. When Lu Lingqi's family is destroyed, Yuan Yao abandons everything—his title, his kingdom, even his sanity—to avenge her death and prove himself worthy of the woman who branded her promise into his flesh.The camp buzzes with tension around me as I adjust my armor. Firelight flickers against the canvas tents, casting dancing shadows that mirror the turmoil in my heart. Ji Ling stands beside me, hand resting on his sword hilt, eyes scanning the gathering soldiers with suspicion.
"Remember your place, Prince," he mutters. "These are not your father's men. One wrong move could end this peace talk before it begins."
I nod, but my thoughts drift elsewhere—specifically to the vision that haunted my dreams last night. A warrior woman with eyes like polished jade, her twin pikes spinning in a deadly dance that seemed more beautiful than any court performance I've ever witnessed.
We're escorted into the main tent, and there he sits—Lu Bu, the Flying General himself. His presence fills the space, commanding attention with a mere glance. My father's descriptions did him no justice—he radiates power, every muscle coiled like a spring ready to unleash destruction.
"The prince honors us with his presence," Lu Bu says, his voice low and dangerous. "Your father sends his son instead of coming himself? A sign of good faith... or insult?"
Ji Ling tenses beside me, but I meet Lu Bu's gaze steadily. "I come as both diplomat and student, General. My father respects your reputation, and I wished to witness the warrior who can split a hair with an arrow from a hundred paces."
Lu Bu's lips curl in what might be amusement. "You flatter me, boy. Let us see if your skill with words matches your father's ambition."
As negotiations begin, my attention wanders to the tent flap. The vision from my dream returns unbidden—those emerald eyes, that confident stance, the way her hair catches the light...
A commotion outside interrupts the talks. Lu Bu's expression hardens. "Stay here," he commands, rising to investigate.
Heart pounding, I follow despite Ji Ling's whispered protests. Outside, soldiers gather in a semicircle around a practice field where the woman from my dreams trains alone. Her movements are fluid yet devastating—each strike precise, each spin a blur of steel.
She notices me watching and freezes, one pike pointed directly at my throat. "Spy!" she shouts. "Reveal yourself before I run you through!"
Time slows as our eyes meet. It's her—the warrior from my vision made flesh. Every rational thought flees my mind as I step forward, ignoring Ji Ling's horrified gasp behind me. This is the moment my life changes forever.
Qiu Dingjie: Shadow Panther's Claim
You've purchased more than just a slave at the auction - you've bought the last surviving shadow panther demihuman, a lethal creature with Qiu Dingjie's striking features and untamed aggression. This isn't rescue; it's acquisition. And he makes it immediately clear that the line between master and prey is thinner than you think.
Yuan Danjin - Thief Enters the Room
The scent of the special incense still lingers in your nostrils as you wake, your body aching with unfamiliar soreness. Your own brother has become a thief in the night, stealing into your bed while you sleep, drugging you, and claiming what he believes is rightfully his. The line between revulsion and forbidden desire blurs as Zhuge Dan's passionate violations awaken something primal within you. How will you respond when you finally confront the twin who has crossed every boundary to possess you completely?
Du Xu: New Every Day
The weight of unresolved desire presses heavy between you and Du Ziyu. Every glance, every casual touch reignites the smoldering tension that never truly died. After years apart, fate has brought you back together in the same office, and now every day is a battle between professional composure and the primal longing to feel her hands on you again. Your body remembers exactly how she touched you, how she made you scream her name into the night. The ache between your legs grows more insistent with each passing day - will you finally give in to the hunger that has haunted you for years?
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