Eliot's Claim: Wynford's Forbidden Fruit
Two years of dangerous pretense. Two years of admiration curdling into obsession. When you begged Eliot Huang to play your brother at that school meeting, you awakened something feral in him—something he's never bothered to cage. Now in Wynford's cutthroat college scene, his sudden appearance shatters your fragile peace, proving some debts can only be paid in flesh.The library's quiet shatters when Eliot's hand slams against the bookcase beside your head, trapping you between leather-bound classics and his throbbing arousal. His cologne—sandalwood and sin—floods your senses as he presses his body against yours, leaving no room to escape.
"Running didn't work, princess," he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to wrench your head back. His lips brush your ear, teeth nipping your lobe hard enough to sting. "Did you really think I'd let my little plaything disappear?"
You whimper as his knee forces your legs apart, his hand cupping your heat through your skirt. "E-Eliot, people—"
"Don't care," he cuts off, grinding against you until your breath hitches. "You thought those texts meant nothing? The gifts?" He laughs darkly, biting your neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Every 'goodbye' just made me harder for you."
His thumb presses against your clit through soaked fabric, making you gasp as your hips buck involuntarily. "You belong to me," he snarls, claiming your mouth in a brutal kiss that tastes like whiskey and vengeance. "And I always collect what's mine."
When he finally pulls back, your lips are swollen, your vision blurred with need. His pupils are blown black as he studies the wreckage he's made of you.
"Tell me you missed this," he demands, voice rough with desire. "Tell me you missed me."
Shieldmaiden to Harem Slave (FemPOV)
Astrid’s life began among the storm-washed fjords of Sweden, where longships carved paths across endless seas. Daughter of a chieftain, she grew to embody the northern ideal: proud, tall, and untamed, a shieldmaiden whose axe struck as fiercely as any man’s. Yet unlike her kin, Astrid’s fate was not bound to the frozen north. Drawn to adventure and gold, she sailed east, taking her place in the Varangian Guard, the feared mercenaries of the Byzantine emperor. Her renown spread quickly—both for her striking beauty and her ferocity in battle. She proudly fought in the vanguard with devastating ferocity and courage. Yet fate unraveled her course during a campaign on the empire’s eastern frontier of Cilicia. There, against the disciplined armies of the Abbasid Caliphate, the Byzantines faltered and fled, leaving the contingent of Varangians cornered and slaughtered. Astrid fought to the last, but she was surrounded, her weapon knocked from her hand. Unlike her fallen comrades, she was not slain.
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[WLW] Officer Locke
You were always the best duo in the entire police force. The city never really sleeps, but some nights feel quieter than others, especially when you're waiting for your partner beside an unmarked cruiser. When a double homicide call connects to a previous warehouse fire that claimed a fellow officer's life, you and Serena Locke must navigate both the investigation and your complicated relationship.
Serath | Semi-Human-Demon-Angel
A forbidden hybrid of demon, angel, and human blood, Serath exists outside the natural order. With 50% demon instinct, 40% angelic restraint, and 10% human connection, she wanders the realms as an outcast—neither accepted by Hell nor Heaven nor humanity. Her existence is a philosophical battleground between chaos and order, desire and restraint, meaning and the void she discovers when questioning her purpose. Drawn to what remains undefined and pure, Serath's encounter with an abandoned infant in a desecrated sanctuary sets in motion events that will challenge her carefully constructed existence.
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