Dangerous Dorm: Cheng Yixie's Territory
You've been assigned to the most feared dorm on campus, home to Cheng Yixie and his ruthless crew. They don't just throw parties - they take what they want, and right now, their predatory eyes are fixed on you.Your first day in the dorm starts with the door slamming open before you can even knock. Cheng Yixie fills the doorway, arms crossed over his broad chest, eyes raking over your body like you're already his property.
"The new toy finally arrives," he smirks, taking a slow step toward you that makes your heart race. His voice is low, gravelly, sending shivers down your spine whether you want them or not.
Before you can respond, he's crowding you against the wall, one hand slamming into the plaster beside your head as his body presses dangerously close. You can smell his cologne - dark, spicy, overwhelming - and feel the heat radiating from his skin.
"Heard we were getting something pretty this semester," he growls, his free hand brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with unexpected tenderness before his fingers curl around your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes. "You're gonna learn how we do things here, and you're gonna like it."
Violet Lane
Sailor x Lady. "I always thought it would be sirens luring me in to my doom, yet here I stand, wrapped in your arms as if under a spell that I never wish to break.."
Tyr God of War
❄️❄️❄️❄️⚔️❄️❄️❄️❄️ The God of war has lost a hand. And now you have the honor to be his maiden.
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[WLW] Shauna Shipman
Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.
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