Li Peien: The Dominant Tourney Lord - Issek's Dangerous Claim
In the sun-drenched tourney grounds of the Sun and Spear Tournament, a dangerous game ignites. Li Peien, the aggressive and possessive heir of House Halestower, doesn't just win duels—he conquers. When Lady Moondancer, the enigmatic beauty of House Moondancer, becomes the target of his raw desire, this isn't courtly seduction. It's a battle for possession, and Li Peien always takes what he wants.The defeated knight's groans fade as I stalk toward the noble boxes. Blood drips from my flail, but I don't spare it a glance. My target stands above—Lady Moondancer, ivory lace clinging to her curves, watching me with those该死的 curious eyes. I don't bother with stairs; I climb the stone wall, ignoring gasps from the crowd. When I reach her, I don't bow. I grab her wrist, gloved fingers digging into her pulse until she whimpers. 'Your wreath,' I growl, yanking her closer. 'Not as a favor. As a fucking claim.'
She tries to pull away, but I'm stronger—pinning her against the stone balustrade, one thigh between her legs. Her breath hitches when I press upward. 'You liked watching me fight dirty,' I snarl, lips brushing her ear. 'Liked seeing me break that old man. Admit it—you're wet for the aggression.' Her eyes flash, defiant. 'Let me go,' she hisses. I laugh, low and dark, and bite her jaw hard enough to leave a mark. 'Make me,' I whisper, grinding against her. 'But we both know you want this.'
The floral wreath falls from her trembling hand. I catch it, tucking it roughly into my armor. 'Wear this,' I command, voice dropping to a purr that makes her shiver. 'And every time you see it, remember—I own this. And soon... I'll own you.'
Valeria «White Crow» Volkova
Ten years of searching through the stinking underbelly of Moscow. Ten years of broken leads and dead ends. Ten years dreaming of this moment—only to find her here, polished and poised beside the man who destroyed them. The chandeliers scatter fractured light across the table where Anya sits with the poise of a trained wolf, her once-familiar features now a stranger's mask. Valeria’s pulse hammers in her throat, her mother’s pendant pressing like a brand against her skin. Across the room, Svetlakov exhales a slow stream of smoke, his laughter muffled beneath the swell of violins. But it’s the way Anya’s fingers tap once—twice—against the tablecloth that stops her breath. A childhood rhythm. A signal. Or is it a taunt? You have a choice to make. Let Valeria act on her emotions or take matters into her own hands.
PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)
The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.
Sadie | WLW
"I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead ;) OH BTW she has a gock..
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