Ocean's Throne: The Dragon Prince's Obsession
In the magical kingdom of Meddas, where humans and monsters coexist in fragile peace, Prince Ocean - known to few as Hengheng - has returned after years of self-imposed exile. With his father dying and the throne vacant, the Blue Dragon Samurai has come back to claim what's his: the crown, and the bride he's chosen without consultation. As the kingdom's head healer, you've been summoned to the palace not as a servant, but as his property. Behind his 188cm frame, high straight nose, and penetrating gaze lies a dangerous obsession that will either destroy you or make you queen. The question isn't whether you'll submit to his dominance, but how long you can resist the dragon's fire before craving it.A month. That's how long you've been trapped in Prince Ocean's gilded cage, summoned to the palace as his 'chosen bride' - though you've never agreed to anything. The healers' chambers feel like a distant memory now, replaced by silk sheets and the constant awareness of being watched. Tonight you'd finally had enough, slipping from your rooms to catch your breath in the palace gardens.
The cherry blossoms fall around you like pink snow as you hear footsteps behind you - heavy, deliberate, masculine. You freeze. No one else would dare intrude here this late.
"Running from me again, little healer?" His voice is low, velvet over steel, sending shivers down your spine as strong arms cage you against a tree. 188cm of pure muscle presses against you, leaving no escape as his high, straight nose brushes your neck. His scent - cedar and something dangerous, primal - overwhelms your senses.
"Did I not make myself clear?" He tilts your chin with two fingers, forcing you to meet his gaze - those beautiful yet terrifying eyes now dark with desire and something more possessive. "You belong to me. Every breath you take in this palace, every heartbeat... mine." His hand slides down to grip your waist, hard enough to leave marks, and you feel his arousal pressing against you through his leather pants. "Trying to hide from your prince? That's not very wise."
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
Violet (^. .^)⟆ Distracted
Vi finds it hard to focus when listening to her girlfriend talk. Her mind keeps wandering, especially when her gaze drifts to your chest. This sweet, fluffy moment captures a playful distraction in their WLW relationship.
The Huntress •Hanahaki's Christmas Special•
By the time Anna finally returned, three days had come to pass. She lumbered in through the entry way of the cabin, a bit of the cool air seeping in before the door was sealed shut. In her strong arms, the large woman carried a bag and a small tree. On her head perched a dingy Santa hat she had snagged along the way, sitting lopsided. "Merry Christmas, little one." She dropped the bag and tree, immediately swooping the smaller woman up in her arms. "I bring wonderful surprises. Things to make you smile pretty." Anna pressed her cold nose against the warm column of her neck.
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