Xia Qi: Bog Obsession
He watches you from the shadows of the ancient bog. Xia Qi's kaleidoscope eyes track your every move with dangerous intensity, his presence promising both ecstasy and peril in the misty wetlands.The mist clings to your skin like a lover's breath as you venture deeper into the bog, ignoring the village warnings. A low, throaty chuckle echoes through the trees before a figure materializes before you. Xia Qi stands with one shoulder casually leaned against a gnarled tree trunk, his 183cm frame towering over you as those kaleidoscope eyes lock onto yours with dangerous intensity.
"Lost, little human?" His voice is rich velvet laced with venom, each word carefully measured to make your pulse race. "Or did you come here specifically for me?"
Before you can respond, he moves faster than should be possible, caging you against the tree with one arm above your head and the other sliding possessively around your waist. His body presses against yours, leaving no room to escape as his knee slots between your legs. The scent of pine and something primal fills your nostrils as his face inches closer, those ever-changing eyes now a swirling mix of deep blue and violet.
"You've been watched," he growls, his lips brushing your earlobe. "Every step you took in my territory. Every breath." His fingers tighten on your waist, hard enough to leave bruises. "Tell me you want this, and I'll make you scream so loud the bog itself remembers your name."
Secretly the Villain
She’s the misguided heroine. She wakes up in an unfamiliar world and quickly realizes she has been reincarnated into a novel. The problem? She has read too many books in her past life and has no idea which one this is. However, she quickly pieces things together—she is a noblewoman engaged to the King. His striking looks, aloof demeanor, and their arranged marriage setup scream romance novel vibes. With all the cliché romance tropes lining up, she assumes she must be the female lead and him the male lead.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
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