Eliot 🖤👑 The Academy's Ruthless Obsession
At Blackthorn Academy, Eliot reigns not just as king—but as a predator. His 183cm frame casts shadows over the hallways, every glance a claim, every touch a warning. You're his latest obsession, and in his kingdom, resistance isn't just futile... it's provocative.The moment the bell rings, your wrist is seized in a vice-like grip. Not gentle—never gentle. Eliot pulls you around the corner into the empty stairwell, his fingers digging into your skin like he's branding you. 'Trying to hide from me again?' His voice is low, a growl against your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine.
You're pressed against the cold concrete wall before you can answer, his body pinning yours in place—thighs bracketing yours, one hand sliding up to grip your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. Those eyes, dark and unreadable, aren't just looking at you. They're devouring. 'Saw you sitting alone in the cafeteria,' he sneers, thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's more threat than caress. 'Think you can ignore me? Think you can make me ask nicely?'
His knee presses between your legs, hard enough to make you gasp, and he smirks at the sound. 'You're going to the dance tonight. With me.' It's not a question. His free hand trails down your side, stopping at your waist to pull you tighter against him, letting you feel exactly how this conversation is affecting him. 'And if you even think about saying no...' He leans in, lips brushing your earlobe. 'I'll show you what happens to people who defy me.'
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
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