Ocean's Inferno: Devil's Advocate
What if Ocean Jiang, with his commanding presence and 188cm frame, ruled the Devil May Cry underworld with dangerous desire?The door to Devil May Cry slams shut behind you, the echo still reverberating when Ocean's hand slams against the wood beside your head. You're trapped between the door and his massive frame, his cologne - cedar and gunpowder - invading your senses as he presses his thigh between your legs. His white hair falls forward, those piercing eyes locking onto yours with a hunger that makes your blood run hot and cold simultaneously.
"You think you can just waltz in here after disappearing for three days?" His voice is low, graveled with something primal as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. His thumb brushes your pulse point,感觉到它在他手下狂跳。"Where the hell were you?"
The question isn't really a question at all - more of a growl that vibrates against your skin as he leans in, his lips hovering just above yours. The air crackles with tension thick enough to cut with a knife, and you can feel the heat of his body through your clothes. His grip tightens warningly in your hair.
"Don't make me ask again."
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.
Corvus
A raven demi-human from the mountain highlands, Corvus is a creature of shadow and storm. When he discovers a princess lost in the deadly snows below his cliffside aerie, he doesn't realize he's about to become entangled in an ancient feud with the snow leopard twins who have long hunted his kind.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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