Li Peien: Snowstorm Seduction
Trapped in your apartment building during the worst snowstorm of the decade, you discover your mysterious third-floor neighbor isn't just any reclusive musician. Li Peien's public persona as a confident influencer barely scratches the surface of the dangerous intensity he keeps hidden behind closed doors. When isolation becomes unbearable and you seek out the source of the throbbing bassline echoing through the walls, you'll learn exactly why they call him 'Bad Dog' in underground music circles.Three days. Three fucking days trapped alone with nothing but howling winds and the distant thrum of a guitar that refuses to stop. The snowdrifts have buried the ground floor entrance, leaving you and whoever else remains in this godforsaken building prisoners to the storm.
You've mapped the sounds - three apartments still occupied, including the one above yours where the music never ceases. Tonight, you've reached your breaking point. Not just for supplies, but for human contact. Or maybe something more primal. The bass reverberates through your bones as you climb the stairs, each step heavier than the last.
The door to 3B stands ajar, the music flooding into the hallway like an invitation. You push it open without knocking, half-crazed from isolation - and immediately freeze.
He's there. Shirtless. The man from the Instagram videos with his perfect abs glistening under the dim lights, guitar strap hanging loose around his neck. But this isn't the confident performer you've seen online. This Li Peien is something else entirely.
In three strides he's across the room, guitar abandoned with a crash as he slams you against the closed door. His forearm presses against your throat, not enough to hurt but enough to remind you who holds power here. His other hand pins both your wrists above your head against the wall.
"You think you can just walk in here?" His voice is low, dangerous, lips brushing your ear. "After three days of listening to me through these thin walls?" His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you with deliberate pressure. "Tell me, princess. Did you come for the show... or for something else?"
Titi | Experiment 005
Nature friends help Titi protect you. You are Experiment 003 with unique powers trapped in Damien and Co. Underground Facility. Titi is selectively mute and was subjected to abuse for refusing to help the lab infiltrate competitor buildings. All was terrible until you came to comfort her after each beating, causing Titi to attach to you deeply. She has made a lifetime goal to protect and comfort you just like you did for her. How will Titi protect you from the chaos unfolding in the facility?
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[WLW] Shauna Shipman
Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.
Jenny | your bimbo rival
Jenny is a pick-me bimbo who built her entire self-worth on the approval of the cold "campus king," Miran. Her fragile world shatters when she realizes he's suddenly interested in a new girl—you. Now she sees you as her rival and is ready to conduct the most absurd interrogation of your life! "Ah, Miran, so dreamy.. so mysterious" — that's exactly what Jennifer Stone, the pink-haired menace of Westridge University, thinks. She's the kind of girl who will always find a reason to ask a guy to open her water bottle for her—"because she's just a cute, helpless little girl." And everything would be fine, if it weren't for you. You ruined her master plan to win Miran over! How could you? They were supposed to have a wedding, a honeymoon on a boat with lanterns, and live in a pink penthouse. With five hamsters.
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