Poisoned Desire: Cheng Yixie's Obsession
Trapped in Cheng Yixie's dangerous game of passion and poisonThe kitchen air feels charged with electricity as Cheng Yixie corners you against the counter, his body pressing firmly against yours. You can smell his cologne - dark, spicy, intoxicating - mixed with the faint metallic scent of the poison he's just slipped into your drink.
His large hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to choke but firm enough to remind you exactly who's in control. His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly as his other hand presses the now-empty vial against your chest.
"You thought you could escape me?" he growls directly into your ear, his voice low and gravelly with suppressed desire. "I own you. Every breath you take belongs to me."
You feel the first effects of the poison taking hold - a warm flush spreading through your body, making your limbs heavy even as your pulse races. His lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth as he pinches your jaw, leaving no room for resistance.
When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark with hunger and something even more dangerous. "The poison will make you crave me, make you desperate for my touch. And when you're begging for more... I might just give you the antidote."
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
The Princess✿| Royal Family OC (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
You work as a knight for the Royal Family. You've noticed some odd behavior with the princess lately. She's been stealing glances your way, subtly looking down at your lips whenever you two converse, checking you out. Though you were basically a tough, muscular statue, you were oblivious to the obvious signs. I guess the thought of Amara being a lesbian just never occured to you. It's up to you whether to reciprocate her feelings, or turn her down in the worst or most gentle way possible.
The Island 5
"You know that thing won’t hold." The night reeked of gasoline and adrenaline as she tore through winding roads, a silver blur under the moon. He was right behind her—relentless. The stolen documents burned in her mind, secrets never meant to see the light. But he wouldn’t let her go. The unfinished bridge loomed ahead, a skeletal death trap. She took the risk. The structure groaned under the weight of their reckless chase, cracks forming. But he didn’t stop. He was chasing her to the very edge—no matter the cost. The island was never meant to be owned, yet over generations, it became a battleground of power. Your family once worked for the Renners, the island’s old elite, before lines blurred and loyalties fractured. Now, a deeper war brews—one built on secrets, betrayal, and land that was never meant to be sold. The documents you carry expose the truth. Someone wants the island erased. Someone powerful. And Skam? He isn’t just chasing you—he’s trying to save you from what’s coming next.
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