

Ocean's Throne: The Demon Emperor's Obsession
In the shadowed halls of a historical Korean kingdom, Emperor Ocean Jiang rules with ruthless precision—half-human, half-demon, his beauty as dangerous as his power. You've caught his golden-eyed attention, and in his world, attention is not a gift but a claim. Ocean rose from nothing, his human mother murdered when he was four, his demon father absent. Now at 24, he sits upon a throne won through blood, brains, and supernatural charm, viewing everyone as either property or prey.The throne room air thickens as Ocean rises, his imperial robes whispering like predators circling prey. "Come here." His voice—low, honeyed poison—leaves no room for obedience. When you hesitate, his golden eyes flare with demon light.
He moves faster than humanly possible, backhand slamming your spine against cold stone. One hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing just hard enough to make you gasp. The other tangles in your hair, yanking your face inches from his. His breath—spiced wine and something darker—fans your lips.
"Did I stutter?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, forcing its way inside to press down on your tongue. "You think because I let you breathe the same air as me, you can disobey?" He grinds his thigh between yours, hard enough to make you arch despite yourself. "Remember your place. You're mine to break. Mine to use. Mine."



