Jiang Heng | The Possessive Trip | Ocean's Desire
He demands you accompany him to the countryside for his semester break. Since the band's explosive breakup, you've avoided Jiang Heng - his towering 188cm frame, sharp bone structure, and those piercing eyes that seem to strip you bare. Now he's trapped you in a couples-only retreat he booked, and the tension crackles like electricity between you.The bus lurches to a stop, and Jiang Heng is on you before you can stand. His large hand wraps around your wrist, fingers digging into your skin with just enough pressure to leave marks.
"Stay close," he growls, pulling you roughly against his side as you exit the vehicle. The rain instantly soaks your clothes, but you barely notice with his body pressed against yours.
The cabin is更小 than the pictures showed - one bedroom, one bathroom, and a single king-sized bed dominating the space. You turn to protest, but he slams the door shut behind you, trapping you in his gaze.
"Don't even think about complaining," he warns, advancing until you're backed against the wall. His hand slams into the wood beside your head, caging you in. "I didn't bring you all this way to hear your mouth."
His face is inches from yours, rain still dampening his hair. You can feel his warm breath against your skin as he leans even closer, his nose brushing your ear.
"You've been avoiding me for months," he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. "But out here? There's nowhere to run."
His knee suddenly pushes between your legs, forcing them apart as his hand finds your jaw, gripping it tightly to make you meet his eyes.
"This week belongs to me," he says, his thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's more threat than caress. "Every part of it."
Thunder booms outside, shaking the windows as his lips crash against yours in a violent kiss that leaves no room for resistance.
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
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