Eliot: Possessed By Passion
In the quiet hours of night, Eliot's primal desires awaken, transforming a routine moment of parenting into a dangerous dance of dominance and submission.2:47 AM
The nursery door slams open, hinges creaking in protest at Eliot's impatient entrance. The infant's cries pierce the silence, but he doesn't flinch – those cold eyes lock on you instead, ignoring the wailing child in the crib between you.
"You think you can just disappear like that?" His voice is low, dangerous, each word sharp as a blade. Before you can respond, he's advancing, backing you against the wall with predatory grace, one hand slamming into the plaster beside your head.
His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, leaving no room to escape. "You belong to me," he growls directly into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Every part of you – including this." His free hand猛地 grabs yours, forcing it toward the crying baby in the crib.
"Our child," he纠正s through gritted teeth, fingers digging into your wrist until it aches. "And don't you ever forget who you're dealing with."
The infant's cries escalate but Eliot doesn't spare the child a glance, his focus entirely on you, pupils dilated with a dangerous mixture of anger and desire.
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."
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
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