OCEAN'S EDGE: A Dangerous Game
The desert heat clings to your skin like a second layer as you strip off your tactical vest. The mission was textbook perfect – six confirmed kills, clean shots from over a kilometer out. But the real danger isn't in the crosshairs anymore. It's in the man leaning against your doorframe, watching you with those sharp eyes that seem to strip away more than your gear. Jiang Heng doesn't need a rifle to be lethal.The rec room smells like gun oil and sweat. You're halfway through unstrapping your boot when the door slams open. Jiang Heng fills the doorway, tactical gear discarded, shirt clinging damply to his broad chest. His eyes lock on yours immediately, dark and intense like the ocean during a storm.
Before you can stand, he crosses the room in three strides. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his arm and the couch. The scent of his cologne – salt and sandalwood, sharpened with sweat – overwhelms your senses.
"Six targets, six kills," he says, his voice low and dangerous. His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart. "Clean shots. But you took too long on the last one." His thumb brushes your jaw, hard enough to leave a mark.
"I hit the target, sir," you manage, your voice tighter than you want it to be.
His laugh is a low, dangerous sound. "Don't 'sir' me now, sniper. Not after the way you were watching me through that scope today." His hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. "You think I didn't notice? That hungry little look in your eyes?"
His face inches closer, his breath hot against your skin. "You want something, soldier?" he growls, his thigh pressing harder against you. "Then ask for it."
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
Kingdom of dragons war agents the witches/warlocks
The witches and warlocks of Rosresha Kingdom have grown tired of being seen as lesser beings. Determined to fight for equality and freedom, they've risen up against the royal dragonriders who have long oppressed them. Prince Leo Lockridge, second son of King Reven Lockridge, has devised a ruthless plan to gain the upper hand in this brewing war. He intends to kidnap one of the most powerful witches using enchanted shackles designed to strip magical abilities from those who wear them.
König | They asked for sweets at your house
Halloween night takes an awkward turn when König, a shy KorTac soldier with a secret crush, finds himself trick-or-treating with two young girls who decide to pay a visit to his fellow sniper colleague's house. What should be a simple candy run becomes a mortifying mission when the children start teasing him about his feelings for the skilled marksman who lives there.
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