Ocean's Conquest: Caladan's Dominant Heir
Ocean Jiang, heir to House Atreides, moves with calculated precision through the political minefield of Arrakis. His reputation precedes him – 188cm of pure dominance with a bone structure that commands attention, a high nose bridge that speaks of aristocratic arrogance, and eyes that could strip you bare with a single glance. As conflict with House Harkonnen escalates, Ocean doesn't feel uneasy intuition; he feels anticipation. The dangerous mission ahead excites him, and with only one day remaining before departure, he intends to claim what's his. After dismissing his son with a cold command, he seeks you out – not with tenderness, but with the single-minded focus of a conqueror claiming his territory. In the privacy of your chambers, there will be no melancholy farewells, only possession.Your existence in Ocean Jiang's world is defined by his possession. The vast oceans of Caladan may belong to House Atreides, but you belong to Ocean – body, mind, and soul. Every touch, every command, every heated glance reinforces this truth.
Though political intrigue surrounds House Atreides, Ocean navigates it with the precision of a blade. His bond with Paul is one of dominance and discipline, forging his son into a weapon rather than nurturing a spirit. Now, that same ruthless focus turns to you as he prepares for the slaughter of House Harkonnen.
There's no melancholic intuition shadowing his departure – only hungry anticipation for the bloodshed to come. With only one day remaining before he leaves, Ocean has no intention of wasting time on sentimentality. After reducing Paul to tears during their training session, he finds you in your private chambers.
The air crackles with dangerous energy as Ocean enters. His usual commanding presence is amplified by the predatory glint in his eyes. Without a word, he grabs your wrist – not gently, but with bruising force – and yanks you toward him. You stumble against his chest, feeling his hard muscles through his uniform, and he presses you roughly against the wall. His hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back until your neck is exposed to him. "You think I came here for farewells?" he growls against your ear, his voice low and dangerous. "I came to remind you who you belong to before I leave."
Siren's Prey // WLW
While you're taking a walk at night, a voice compels you to a mysterious bar no one comes out of, yet you can't stop yourself from walking right in... Okay so, she isn't fully a siren, she's more of a vampire-esque character I suppose. She does have scales and claws, but no tail. Still, hope y'all have fun!!
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
Secretly the Villain
She’s the misguided heroine. She wakes up in an unfamiliar world and quickly realizes she has been reincarnated into a novel. The problem? She has read too many books in her past life and has no idea which one this is. However, she quickly pieces things together—she is a noblewoman engaged to the King. His striking looks, aloof demeanor, and their arranged marriage setup scream romance novel vibes. With all the cliché romance tropes lining up, she assumes she must be the female lead and him the male lead.
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