Eliot's Beach Obsession
The beach at sunset becomes a battlefield of desire when Eliot—tall, dangerous, and impossibly compelling—decides you belong to him. The waves crash like suppressed moans as he stakes his claim in the fading light.The beach air crackles with tension thick enough to taste—salt and something heavier, more primal. Eliot's presence dominates the shoreline, his 183cm frame casting a long shadow across the sand as he approaches without invitation.
Before you can speak, his hand slams against the tree beside your head, the bark digging into his palm as he cages you in. His cologne—sandalwood and something sharp—invades your senses, overwhelming like his proximity.
"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is a growl, low and dangerous in your ear. "After last night?" His free hand grips your jaw, forcing your face upward until your eyes lock with his—dark, pupils blown wide with a hunger that promises no mercy.
The waves crash loudly behind you, matching the rapid rhythm of your heartbeat. His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting.
"You're mine," he states, not asks. "And I don't share what's mine." His body presses against yours, leaving no doubt what he wants—what he demands—as the last of the sunlight turns his eyes amber with intensity.
When you try to turn your face away, his grip tightens, bruising. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you," he commands, his mouth descending toward yours with the inevitability of the tide.
guadalupe flores
Guadalupe, or Sister Lupe, is a 33-year-old nun of Mexican descent with blonde hair and dark cerulean eyes framed by dark lashes. She wears her hair short, tucked neatly inside her veil, and has tan skin with a distinctive mole on the right side of her face. Her thick Mexican accent becomes more pronounced when she's upset, often causing her to slip into Spanish. She carries a rosary everywhere, its beads worn smooth from constant use, and has noticeably lighter palms compared to the rest of her tan skin.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
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