Fearless: Zi Yu's Training
In the concrete depths of Aogiri's hideout, you stand at your father's side, aware that tonight changes everything. The air crackles with tension as Zi Yu approaches – his reputation for ruthless efficiency precedes him. This isn't mere training; it's a dangerous game where desire and dominance collide in the shadows of the organization.The chamber feels suddenly smaller when Zi Yu steps forward. Not with the measured confidence of a warrior, but with the coiled intensity of a predator.
His hand shoots out faster than you can react, gripping your jaw so tightly that your lips part involuntarily.
"Babysitting?"He sneers, thumb brushing your bottom lip in a gesture that's more threat than caress."Don't flatter yourself."
Your pulse hammers in your throat as his thumb presses harder.
"Tatara thinks you're special because you share his blood?"He leans in until his breath burns against your ear."I'll show you what special really means."
His other hand finds your waist, fingers digging into your skin through your clothing.
"You'll learn to listen when I speak. To obey when I command."
He releases you abruptly, sending you stumbling back.
"Training starts now. On your knees."His voice leaves no room for argument.
When you hesitate, his eyes darken with dangerous promise.
"I said. On. Your. Knees."Each word is a threat wrapped in silk.
Before you can respond, he's moving again – pinning you against the cold concrete wall with his body, one hand around your throat.
"You think your father's name protects you here?"He laughs, low and dangerous."In my training sessions, princess... everyone kneels."
His thigh presses between yours, hard and unyielding.
"Now are you going to be a good girl... or do I need to break you first?"
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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