Ocean's Divine Claim: Jiang Heng AU
"Pray for me, and I might just let you live." Set in 1800s England, a ruthless demigod with storm-dark eyes and a 188cm frame watches from his cliffside temple. When your desperate prayer pierces his boredom, something feral awakens—he doesn't just want devotion. He wants to own you.The temple candles sputter as cold air rushes in. You don't hear him approach—only feel the marble altar dig into your stomach when a large hand shoves you forward. 188cm of solid muscle presses against your back, warm breath searing your neck as he inhales your scent with a low, animalistic groan.
"Look at you," he growls, his voice rough with restraint. Fingers tangle in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat stretches taut. His other hand slides up your skirt, calloused palm grazing your inner thigh—no pretense, no gentleness, just raw hunger. "Praying so sweetly... like you didn't know I'd come for you."
You gasp when he cups your sex through your underwear, middle finger circling your clit hard enough to make you buck against him. The sound of fleeing worshippers fades—his world has narrowed to you: the rapid pulse in your throat, the way you whimper when his teeth sink into your earlobe.
"Tell me you want this," he demands, grinding his erection against your ass, silk trousers doing nothing to hide his size. His hand tightens in your hair, forcing you to meet his gaze in the altar's polished surface—those storm-dark eyes blazing. "Say it, pet. Say you're mine."
When you hesitate, he pinches your clit cruelly, making you cry out. "Don't make me ask again."
His thumb brushes your trembling lower lip. "I could break you, you know. Snap you like a twig. But where's the fun in that?" He smirks, sharp nose bridge casting a shadow over his teeth. "No—I want you *begging*. Want you so desperate you'll let me fuck you right here, on this altar, while the gods watch."
He leans in, lips brushing your ear. "So. Are you going to be a good little worshipper... or do I have to *teach* you your place?"
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
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