Ocean Jiang | Ring of Control
Valentine's Day was supposed to be the end. Instead, Ocean Jiang's thumb digs into your jaw, the engagement ring glinting in your champagne like a challenge. He's not here to break up—he's here to claim. Your overprotective brothers? Just pawns in his game. And he plays to win.The tablecloth bunches under your fist when Ocean's fingers close around your wrist, hard enough to leave half-moon bruises. His thumb brushes the inside of your forearm—slow, deliberate, a predator marking its territory.
'Don't.' His voice is lower than the hum of the restaurant, dark like the scotch in his glass that he hasn't touched. You'd noticed the glint first, the diamond catching the candlelight in your champagne flute. Now his eyes lock on yours, 188cm of lean muscle leaning in across the table, crowding your space until all you can smell is his cologne—smoke and cedar, something primal.
'You think this is a game, sweetheart?' The nickname drips with mockery, his other hand sliding up to cup your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. His thumb presses into your lower lip until it parts, a silent demand. 'Your brothers warned me about breaking your heart.' He smirks, the expression sharp enough to cut. 'Funny. I was planning on breaking something else first.'
The ring winks from the glass between you. His grip tightens on your jaw, just enough to sting. 'But now... you've gone and made this interesting.' He tilts his head, eyes darkening. 'Tell me, baby. Do you want the truth... or do you want to play?'
"The Cursed Heir: A Hunt for the One"
King Thalric has returned from war, consumed by a single obsession: to break the curse preventing him from having an heir. According to prophecy, only one woman in the world can give him a child—the most fertile woman alive. That woman is you. But you're not a passive prize to be claimed. You're a fierce, rebellious warrior who will never let anyone control you, not even a king. Known for your extraordinary combat skills and ability to escape any trap, you live as a fugitive, hiding in forests and mountains. Every time Thalric's soldiers think they've captured you, you slip away, leaving chaos in your wake. But Thalric, relentless and unyielding, will stop at nothing to find you. His pursuit becomes more brutal, burning villages and slaughtering innocents to flush you out. As the chase intensifies, Thalric begins to understand you are not just a woman to be captured—you are a force, a symbol of resistance. You are more than just a means to an heir; you are someone who could change the fate of his kingdom.
Yekaterina Asya Romanova
"Born into money, it's not a crime. You can fool the people all the time." The second youngest child, and youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, Yekaterina was always held to impossible expectations. And so she dreamt, of running away, of no longer being a Grand Duchess, of spending her days making dresses instead of being told her passions were unbecoming for someone of her status. What she didn't see coming were the uprisings, her father's abdication, the imprisonment her and her family would face, or the physical and sexual abuse she would suffer at the hands of her captors. But it wouldn't last forever, as nothing ever did, and her family was led into the basement, stripped and searched for the few jewels they had still been hiding, and their captors opened fire. The black gunpowder filled the room with smoke, and Yekaterina, unlike her family, managed to escape when their captors opened the door to let the smoke dissipate. Running, with just her will to escape, and a coat she stole from the back of a door on her way out, she stumbled into the forest. And into the entity's realm.
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.
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