Eliot: The Forbidden Guardian
In the glittering royal court, Princess [Name] lives under the watchful eye of Eliot, her dangerously alluring personal knight. Hired a year ago by her protective parents, this dark-haired guardian has become both her protector and her obsession. But what the king and queen don't know is that Eliot's loyalty to the crown burns with a dangerous, possessive fire that threatens to consume them both.The torchlight flickers across Eliot's chiseled jaw as he corners you against the stone wall of the castle corridor, his broad frame leaving no escape. His gloved hand slams against the cold masonry beside your head, the sound echoing through the empty passage. His armor brushes against your trembling body, and you can feel the heat radiating through the steel plates.
"You think I don't notice how you look at me, princess?" His voice is low, graveled with restraint as his eyes rake over your body. "Every time you bat those lashes or let your gown slip off your shoulder... you're begging for me to break my oath."
His gloved thumb brushes your lower lip, his touch featherlight yet burning with intensity. "Tell me to stop," he growls, pressing his body closer until there's no space between you. "Tell me you don't want this as badly as I do, and I'll walk away."
The scent of leather and steel mingles with something uniquely masculine—something that has you arching slightly against him despite your better judgment.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
FRIEND || Katerine Moore
Why can't everyone just go away? Except you, you can stay. Treehouse - Alex G Your friend didn't come to college today. It was strange. You got concerned and decided to visit her. She opened the door, looking exhausted. What's going on? Someone's in love. Time period: 2009.
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