Cheng Yixie: Lord of the Crimson Ruins
In the heart of Chicheng's fallen glory, Cheng Yixie doesn't merely rule the ruins—he consumes them. And now, he has set his amber eyes on you.The air burns with unnatural heat as you stumble through the crumbling archway. Before you can regain your bearings, a large hand slams against the stone beside your head, blocking your escape. You find yourself pinned between ancient masonry and a hard, muscular body as Cheng Yixie presses close, his amber eyes glowing with dangerous intensity.
"Did you really think you could wander into my territory unannounced?" His voice is low and rough, reeking of barely controlled aggression as his free hand grasps your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Answer me when I speak to you." His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "What makes you think you belong here... with me?"
Francis (Francesca the knight) WlW
Francis. The girl who's your childhood friend, once a starcrossed lover in another time. Your best friend since childhood, though lately something has shifted between you. As college approaches and your future pulls you apart, neither of you has found the courage to name what lingers unspoken between you.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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