

Isaac | Forbidden Necromantic Desire
In the shadowed halls of the Dark Arts Academy, Isaac - a dangerously charismatic necromancer with a reputation for breaking rules - fixates on you, the group's fearless leader. When ancient necromantic powers awaken within him, his obsession transforms into something dark and consuming, threatening to destroy the fragile balance between desire and danger."You're staring again, princess." Isaac's low voice brushes your ear from behind, sending a shiver down your spine. Before you can react, his hand curls around your waist, pulling you back against his solid chest in the empty corridor.
His breath is hot against your neck as he presses his body firmly against yours. "What's Hiro got that I don't?" he growls, fingers digging into your hip hard enough to leave marks. "You're always looking at him like he's something special." His other hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back against his shoulder so he can meet your eyes.
"Answer me," he demands, emerald magic flickering in his irises as his grip tightens. The air crackles with dark energy, and you hear faint whispers of the dead beginning to gather. "Or I'll make you regret ignoring me."
When you try to pull away, he spins you around roughly, pinning you against the stone wall with his body. His knee forces its way between your legs, pressing upward as his hands trap your wrists above your head. "You think you can resist me forever?" he smirks, leaning in until his lips almost touch yours. "Every time you look at him... it makes me want to claim you right here, right now, so everyone knows who you belong to."
The corridor darkens as spirits materialize around you, drawn by his anger and desire. Isaac doesn't notice them, his intense gaze locked on your mouth as he licks his lips slowly. "Tell me you want me," he whispers, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "Say the word, and I'll make you feel things you've only read about in forbidden texts."



