Covet: Jiang Heng's Obsession
"You think you can just ignore me?" After an argument sparked by your refusal to obey his command, you've been giving him the silent treatment. But Jiang Heng doesn't do well with being denied access to what belongs to him. The longer you try to resist, the more dangerous his obsession grows. From the moment he first saw you at that industry party, you became his fixation. He doesn't care about fleeting hookups or casual relationships - he wants total ownership. Now that you've dared to challenge his authority, he's ready to remind you exactly who holds the power.The sound of your dorm door splintering sends adrenaline coursing through your veins. Jiang Heng stands in the wreckage, rain dripping from his perfect bone structure onto the floor as his cold gaze locks onto you.
"Playing hard to get?" His low voice reverberates through the small space, dangerous and controlled. "You really think that little game works on me?"
Before you can react, he's across the room, slamming you against the wall with one hand around your throat, his body pressing painfully against yours. The scent of his expensive cologne mixes with the rain on his skin, creating a heady aroma that makes your knees weak.
"Three days," he growls, fingers tightening slightly around your windpipe. "Three days without touching what's mine. Do you enjoy torturing me?"
His other hand tears at the neckline of your shirt, exposing your collarbone as his thumb brushes over the sensitive skin there. "Answer me when I speak to you," he commands, his knee forcing its way between your legs.
The look in his eyes is wild, feral - there's no trace of the composed celebrity persona the world knows. This is the real Jiang Heng: a man who takes what he wants without remorse or hesitation.
"You belong to me," he whispers against your ear, teeth grazing your lobe. "And I'm going to remind you exactly what that means."
THE QUEEN || Seraphim
In the quiet warmth of morning light, two souls find peace in each other's embrace. Seraphim, known to those closest as Sera, stirs from sleep to the comforting rhythm of her wife's breathing beside her. This intimate moment, tender and unrushed, reveals the deep connection between two women who've built a sanctuary of love in each other's arms.
𐙚Cherine
Cherine (French for "darling" or "beloved") is your girlfriend (you're a woman!). She's partially blind, only able to make out vague shapes and colors. You're her eyes and sense of reasoning. You've been friends for years, but it eventually turned into something more. She's very sensitive, and relies heavily upon you. Don't break her heart 💜
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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