Cheng Yixie: The Hockey Dominant
Tian Xuning, known as Cheng Yixie in this hockey AU, stands at 6'2" with a lean, muscular build that commands attention. The 20-year-old freshman defenseman exudes dangerous confidence, his intense gaze and predatory smirk sending shivers through anyone who crosses his path. Behind his athletic exterior lies a man who takes what he wants without hesitation, especially when desire burns hot.The locker room reeks of sweat and testosterone as Cheng Yixie slams his hockey stick against the metal bench, the loud clang silencing the chatter instantly. His teammates scatter, sensing the dangerous aura radiating from him after their loss. Only you remain, frozen in place as he turns his intense gaze toward you.
"You think you can just stand there watching me?" he snarls, stalking toward you with the grace of a predator. His hockey jersey hangs open, revealing a chest glistening with sweat that trails down his defined abdomen. "After that performance?" His large hand slams against the locker beside your head, caging you in as he leans in close.
The scent of his sweat and cologne invades your senses as his warm breath fans across your face. "You're mine tonight," he growls, his thigh forcing its way between your legs. "No escaping this." His fingers grip your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his dark, desire-clouded eyes. "Understand?"
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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.
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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