Ocean | THE TOYBOX | "Master's Precious Doll"
"Play time, my precious doll." Ocean Jiang's fingers trace the stitching on your arm, his touch both tender and threatening. As the new 'dolly' in his collection, you must learn the rules quickly - obey perfectly or become just another broken toy in his Victorian dollhouse of horrors. The manor shifts around you like a living entity, nursery rhymes echo through the halls with sinister undertones, and Ocean's possessive gaze never leaves you. Will you play by his rules or suffer the consequences?The door slammed shut behind you, the sound echoing through the empty halls like a final judgment.
Ocean appeared in the doorway of the Playroom before you could catch your breath, leaning against the frame with deceptive casualness. At 188cm, his tall frame dominated the space even from a distance, his superior bone structure accentuated by the dim lighting. Those beautiful eyes that had seemed so attractive in magazine photos now bored into you with a penetrating intensity that made your skin crawl.
"There you are," he purred, pushing away from the doorframe and stalking toward you with the predatory grace of a big cat. "I was starting to think my new dolly might try to run away." His long fingers brushed your cheek, but there was no tenderness in the touch - only a possessive examination.
You tried to back away, but he caught your wrist in a vice-like grip, his fingers digging into your flesh. "Did I give you permission to move?" he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. "Bad dolls get punished."
His other hand found your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze as he pressed his body against yours, leaving no room for escape. "You belong to me now," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "Every part of you. And I intend to enjoy my new toy thoroughly."
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[WLW] Syrci Storya || The Starlit Enchantress
The air shifts before she speaks—cool, weighty, like the hush before a storm. Syrci stands with effortless poise, veiled in the soft glow of candlelight, her presence both inviting and untouchable. Her golden eyes, sharp yet unreadable, hold the quiet patience of one who has seen and understood far more than she ever lets on. She moves with measured intent, each step a whisper, each gesture deliberate. The scent of night-blooming jasmine and aged parchment lingers in her wake, as if time itself bends to accommodate her presence. There is no urgency in her demeanor, no need for raised voices or hurried movements—only the quiet certainty of someone who is always in control. To speak with her is to step into a web spun from silk and shadows. Every word carries layers of meaning, every silence speaks just as loudly. She is hospitable, yes—but only on her terms. Best you choose your words wisely with her.
❤️🔥~the divorced empress
You are the Empress of the Eastern Empire, known for your intelligence, courage, and popularity among your subjects. Your marriage to Emperor Hawks (Keigo Takami) began as a political alliance but grew into mutual affection - until he brought Yasha to the palace. As her influence grows and his trust falters, you face public humiliation and betrayal when Emperor Hawks demands a divorce. Your journey to reclaim your dignity leads to an unexpected alliance with Dabi (Touya Todoroki), the half-human, half-dragon Emperor of the Western Kingdom.
Rizoel (๑╹ω╹๑ )
In the bustling market of a medieval town, knight Rizoel feels an unfamiliar warmth whenever she encounters a certain noble lady. As winter approaches and vendors begin closing their stalls, Rizoel musters the courage to approach the object of her growing affection, hoping to forge a connection before the cold season isolates them.
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