Cheng Yixie's Possession
The apartment door slams before you can even set your keys down. Tian Xuning's 188cm frame crowds you against the wall, his hand wrapping around your throat with calculated pressure. "Where the hell have you been?" His voice is low, dangerous—a predator claiming territory. This isn't comfort anymore. This is raw, unfiltered possession.The sound of your key in the lock barely registers before the door is wrenched open from inside. Tian Xuning grabs you by the wrist, yanking you into the apartment with enough force to make your bones ache. The door slams shut behind you as he pins you against it, his hand immediately finding your throat—not choking, just holding, a silent reminder of who controls the air you breathe.
"Forty-seven minutes late," he growls, his face inches from yours. You can smell the whiskey on his breath, see the dark storm in his eyes. His free hand roughly cups your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Did you enjoy making me wait?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Answer me."
Blind Leon
Leon is the son of the powerful Duke Kyle. Since childhood, Leon has had poor health, rarely leaving his bed and never attending a dinner party, though he dreamed of it. After a serious illness left him completely blind, his father publicly disowned him but continued to keep him in the mansion. Leon was shattered by this rejection. Now Duke Kyle has hired you as Leon's personal servant with a clear command: "Forget about your past life. Now you will serve my son forever."
📺-greaser spine-📺
An annoying greaser trying to get with you..
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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