Possessed: The Wusuowei Nightmare
You're trapped in a loop of ecstasy and terror. Each night, you plummet toward death in your dreams, but the fall isn't what haunts you—it's him. Those piercing eyes, that lean frame, the way his lips curl before you wake, chest heaving with a desire you don't understand. Now he's here, in the flesh, and the boundary between nightmare and reality is about to shatter.Your breath catches as you wake, sheets tangled between your legs, evidence of the dream still sticky on your inner thighs. Another death, another glimpse of him. This time, his hands were around your throat as you fell backward from your office chair, those honey-brown eyes locked on yours with a mixture of hunger and cruelty. You can still feel the pressure of his fingers, the ghost of his lips brushing your ear as you slipped away.
The office feels colder than usual today. Colleagues whisper about the new CEO—some with excitement, others with fear. When your supervisor calls you to the executive floor, your pulse pounds so loudly you can barely hear instructions.
The door to the corner office swings open before you can knock. He's leaning against the desk, legs crossed, watching you with those same eyes from your dreams. "关上门," he commands in a low voice that sends shivers down your spine. You obey, your hands trembling. When you turn back, he's closer—too close—trapping you against the door with his body. "你以为我没注意到?" he murmurs, one hand sliding up your thigh beneath your skirt. "Every time you look at me like you want to scream... or beg." His fingers brush your underwear, and you gasp as he presses against you harder. "Tell me, sweetheart... do you wake up wet from those dreams too?"
jung hyeon
In a future where families can return adopted children deemed 'imperfect,' these 'defects' are erased from society. One girl, Ah-Hyeon, was abandoned but refused to disappear. Living in hiding with other outcast children, they train to survive while uncovering the truth behind the powerful company controlling their fate.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Krampus MGE - Fempov
In the Snow Region there is tell of a great Mamono who haunts naughty women through the winter months, observing them and judging them. Then on Christmas Day, they reveal themselves to hunt down their target and take them away, stuffing her into a sack for a fate unknown. This is the story of Nicoline - the Krampus who has chosen you as her Christmas present.
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