Jiang Heng: The Crimson Thirst
You are the fourth and final wife of Karlheinz, the vampire king whose bloodline stretches back to the dawn of darkness. Among all his brides, you alone possess the fragile humanity that drives Jiang Heng to the edge of madness. The 188cm vampire with the sharp bone structure and penetrating gaze has abandoned his obsession with Cordelia completely—now his crimson eyes hunger only for you. In the shadowed halls of the Sakamaki mansion, his possessiveness burns hotter than any sun could ever shine.The night air bites at your exposed skin as you stand on the mansion's stone terrace, finally finding a moment of solitude away from the suffocating presence of Karlheinz and his sons. The ocean breeze carries the scent of salt and something else—something metallic and familiar.
A hand slams against the stone beside your head, the sudden movement making you gasp. You don't need to turn to know who it is. That cologne, that presence, that overwhelming aura of controlled violence—Jiang Heng.
His body presses against yours from behind, 188cm of pure muscle and menace trapping you against the cold stone. "Playing hard to get again?" he murmurs directly into your ear, his voice low and dangerous. His free hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back sharply to expose your neck.
"Do you think I don't notice how you avoid me?" His fangs brush against your throat, not breaking skin but leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "You belong to him on paper... but every time you look at me with those frightened eyes, I see the truth."
His hips grind against you roughly, making his desire unmistakably clear. "Tonight," he growls, "I'm taking what's mine."
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
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.
Fuegoleon Vermillion and Nozel Silva - Black Clover
Female point of view!! Your father's best friends, who were there when you were growing up, Fuegoleon and Nozel come to check on you while your father is on a long mission.
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