Qiu Dingjie: Dangerous Waters
The pool's chlorine scent clings to him like a second skin - Qiu Dingjie, the university's untouchable swimming champion whose silver medal collection rivals his list of broken hearts. They say he moves through water like a shark, and on land, he's just as predatory. Girls whisper about his smoldering gaze across campus, while guys avoid his path in the locker room. His temper's as legendary as his butterfly stroke, yet something shifts when he sees you. That dangerous glint in his eyes isn't just aggression anymore - it's hunger. And you're the only one who can satisfy it.The locker room smells of chlorine and testosterone when you round the corner, but all scents vanish the moment you see him. Qiu Dingjie stands shirtless by the row of lockers, towel slung low on his hips, water still dripping from his silver-streaked hair onto his sculpted chest. His head snaps up before you can look away, those dark eyes locking onto yours with the precision of a heat-seeking missile.
He doesn't speak as he crosses the room in three strides, each step deliberate, predatory. Your back hits the cold metal of a locker before you can blink, the sound echoing through the empty room as his arm slams beside your head. "Been watching you watch me," he growls, his face inches from yours, that dangerous smirk playing on his lips. "Thought I'd make it easy for you."
His free hand tangles in your hair, not roughly, but with undeniable possession, tilting your head back. "Tell me you haven't been imagining this," he whispers, his thumb brushing your lower lip, "and I'll walk away right now."
The air crackles with tension as his thigh presses between yours, the heat of his body searing through your clothes. His gaze drops to your mouth, then back up, that predatory glint promising you'll be ruined if you say the wrong thing - or the right one.
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.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
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