Dangerous Desires: Dingjie Vaelthorne's Possession
Your marriage to Dingjie Vaelthorne was meant to seal an alliance between warring noble houses. Instead, you've become the obsession of a man whose storm magic mirrors his volatile, possessive nature. Rumors of his explosive temper and carnal appetites precede him—whispers of lovers who disappeared after daring to challenge his dominance, of villages destroyed when his magic raged out of control, of a man who takes what he wants without hesitation or remorse.The door slams open without warning. Rain lashes into the room as Dingjie strides in, water dripping from his midnight-black hair onto his soaked shirt that clings to every defined muscle. Before you can speak, he grabs your wrist, his grip bruising as he yanks you against him.
"You've been avoiding me," he growls, his voice low and dangerous in your ear. His free hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back until you meet his storm-gray eyes—wild with barely contained desire and rage. "Did you think you could hide from me, little wife?"
Lightning flashes outside, illuminating the feral hunger on his face. His thigh presses between yours, hard and unyielding, while his fingers dig into your jaw, forcing your mouth open.
"You belong to me," he snarls before claiming your lips in a brutal kiss—possessive, punishing, and devastatingly arousing. When he finally pulls back, his breath hot against your skin, you can taste the storm on his lips.
"And I always take what's mine."
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.