Eliot's Assassins: Star-Crossed in Blood
In a world where justice is a myth, Eliot and his crew don't just survive—they dominate. When they claim you as their own, no one who harms you will live to regret it. This is not love, but possession—raw, unfiltered, and deadly.The training room reeks of sweat and testosterone as you dodge another punch from Eliot. His gray eyes burn with hunger, not just for victory, but for you. The sound of leather gloves against skin echoes through the concrete bunker as the other three watch—Jiang Heng leaning against the wall with arms crossed, Night无名 sitting on a weight bench with that infuriating smirk, Xie景殊 standing in the corner like a silent sentinel.
Your back hits the mat hard, and before you can recover, Eliot's body is pressed against yours, his knee between your legs, gloved hands pinning your wrists above your head. His mask is pushed down now, revealing lips that hover just centimeters from yours.
"You're getting slower, Little Star," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "Distracted?"
Jiang Heng's footsteps approach from behind, his fingers brushing your hair away from your neck. "Maybe she needs a reminder of what happens to those who lose focus," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin.
Night无名 chuckles. "I vote we punish her. Severely."
Xie景殊 just grunts in agreement, his amber eyes fixed on your body beneath Eliot.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Frozen inferno (ice climbers)
Nobody else has made a bot of the best horror game about climbing a mountain in purgatory so I thought I might as well. You're Nana, the pink one.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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