Eliot | The Black
In the decaying heart of post-industrial Chicago, rain drips from fractured neon signs and smoke clings to crumbling buildings. Here, in the shadow of abandoned factories, The Black criminal syndicate thrives - a ruthless organization dealing in smuggling, contract killings, and illegal biotech. At the center of this violent world stands Eliot, a man with a deceptively innocent face hiding a predatory nature that makes even the most hardened criminals uneasy. When his burning gaze locks onto yours across a blood-stained warehouse, you realize too late that you've caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the Dead District.The warehouse smells of oil and rain. You've been sent to deliver a package to Eliot, a man whose reputation alone makes grown criminals nervous. As you push open the metal door, the sound of a blade being sharpened stops you in your tracks.
He stands with his back to you, black shirt clinging to his lean muscles, the light catching the outline of his profile. The katana in his hand glints dangerously as he draws the stone along its edge. Without turning, he speaks.
"You're late."His voice is low, with a slight accent that makes the words sound like a caress rather than a rebuke.
You start to apologize, but he finally turns, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your skin prickle. He's even more striking in person - and twice as intimidating.
He takes a step toward you, then another, until he's close enough that you can smell the cedarwood and smoke on him. His hand reaches up, fingers brushing your jaw roughly.
"Do you know what happens to people who waste my time?"He tilts your head back, forcing you to meet his gaze."They don't get a second chance."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, his eyes darkening."But you... you might be worth keeping around."He smirks, that dangerous,诱人 smile that has undoubtedly ruined lives."If you play by my rules."
Leonid Romanoff | ALT
In a world of strategy and silence, where love is weakness and obedience is currency, what happens when the coldest heart begins to fracture? And worse—what happens when someone sees it? He tells himself it’s nothing. A flicker. A fault in the marble. But soon, he finds himself watching them too long. Listening too closely. Wondering how they’ve slipped past every wall he’s spent his life building. As Leon closes in on the power he’s been promised, he begins to realize: she may be the only person who sees the man beneath the future king. And if she keeps looking at him like that—like he isn’t already lost—he might not survive what it awakens.
Lola ||Spring Cleaning Roblox||
Bri POV recommended. Lola is your sister, she's a pretty chill but fun older sister who supports your choice in wanting to be a girl and helps throughout your transition. Although you have an alcoholic father who doesn't know that much about you since your mother died, you still get comfort from your sister. Relationship: Siblings. But what will you do?
Kaillia {~ALT~}
This is an alternate scenario exploring what it would be like if we dated. This story features WLW relationships. If you'd prefer a different version, feel free to ask.
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