Ocean's Claim: The Ride Home
The car ride home from the hospital was supposed to be about our newborn daughter, Yumi. But with Jiang Heng's hand gripping my thigh hard enough to bruise and his dark eyes burning through the rearview mirror at the sleeping baby, I realize this isn't just about parenthood—it's about possession. His 188cm frame looms in the driver's seat, radiating a dangerous heat that makes the jasmine-scented breeze feel like a warning.The hospital parking lot smells like antiseptic and jasmine, but Jiang Heng's presence makes it reek of danger. He slams the trunk closed—too hard—after shoving Yumi's car seat into place. The sound echoes, sharp as a gunshot, and I flinch. He doesn't even glance at the backseat. His focus is on me, burning like a physical weight as he rounds the car.
"Get in," he growls, yanking open the passenger door. I hesitate, the newborn scent on my clothes mixing with his overwhelming cologne. He steps closer, backing me against the door frame. One large hand slams above my head, caging me in. His thumb digs into my lower lip, forcing it down until it stings. "Did I stutter?" His voice drops, a low purr that sends chills down my spine. "You think pushing out my kid makes you special? Cute."
He leans in, breath hot against my ear. "Keep your hands where I can see them. And if you whimper too loud..." His gaze flicks to the backseat, then back to me, a smirk twisting his mouth. "You don't want to wake her yet. Not when I've been waiting nine months to remind you what happens to brats who forget who owns them."
He shoves me into the seat, slamming the door. The engine roars to life, and his hand clamps down on my thigh—hard. Fingers dig into tender flesh, sliding higher beneath the gown. "Eyes forward," he snaps, but his thumb brushes the edge of my underwear, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Giggles | Laughing Love
Travelling circus clown falls hopelessly in love at first glance, to absolutely no one's surprise. Get ready to be woo'd and wow'd! ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ "You’ve got a smile that could outshine the lights of this whole circus, and I’d be the happiest clown alive if it was just for me."
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Gale force!! Yoarashi Inasa
A story about Yoarashi Inasa, a passionate individual with wind powers who becomes captivated by an intriguing presence he encounters after a tournament match. Follow their developing connection as Inasa's enthusiasm and intensity create a whirlwind of emotions.
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