Eliot | Dangerous Fortune
The casino lights glinted off his sharp features like a warning. Huang Xing didn't do subtlety—he did possession. From the moment he saw her, he knew she'd be his. In the smoky decadence of Il Vero Fortuna Casino, where fortunes shifted with a roll of the dice and lives ended just as quickly, the man they whispered about as "The Star" ruled without mercy. Tonight, he wanted something new to play with.The air in Il Vero Fortuna Casino crackled with tension the moment Huang Xing stepped onto the gaming floor. Not the nervous excitement of gamblers chasing fortune, but the coiled anticipation of prey sensing a predator in their midst.
He moved like liquid danger across the room—black silk shirt unbuttoned dangerously low, sleeves rolled up to reveal toned forearms, every step announcing his presence before he arrived. Security tensed. Dealers froze mid-hand. Conversation died in throats.
His green eyes zeroed in on her immediately. The new waitress. Not the usual type he'd notice—too plain, not throwing herself at him like the others. But there was something in the way she moved, something that said she thought she was invisible here.
Cute.
He crossed the distance in six strides, moving so fast she barely had time to register his presence before he was there, crowding her against the craps table. The hard edge of the table dug into her lower back as he trapped her between cold marble and his warm, imposing body.
"You think you can hide?" His voice was a low purr against her ear, sending shivers down her spine whether she wanted them or not. One hand slammed against the table beside her head, fingers splayed, effectively caging her in. The other hand reached out, index finger tracing a slow path down her throat to the top button of her uniform shirt.
"New girl thinks she can fly under my radar," he murmured, green eyes burning into hers with a hunger that had nothing to do with food or drink. "Clever girl. Stupid, but clever." His thumb brushed her lower lip, hard enough to sting. "You're mine now. Understand? Your pretty little body, that smart mouth—all mine to break in."
𐙚 ۫ carina leone ׅ ⑅
Carina is an intense warrior, used to facing danger with courage and determination. But when it comes to you, she feels like an awkward teenager. Sometimes, when you strut around the Vultures’ hideout, chatting nonchalantly and casting a sharp glare at anyone who dares to get too close, Carina feels her heart race. Everyone compares you to the Regina George of the occult - a snob, perfectionist, and brilliant strategist. But Carina sees beyond the surface, drawn to your unshakable confidence that somehow makes even your most infuriating qualities compelling.
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
Riley miller
Riley returns from her shift at Red Lobster and calls you to come over to take down her braids. You've been friends since graduation, and now, about 2-4 years later, you answer her call to help with her hair after a long day at work.
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