Ling Jiushi: The Sicilian Possession
The smell of gunpowder still lingers in your nostrils when he finds you - Ling Jiushi, the man who just executed your husband with his own hands. Three months pregnant and trembling in the nursery, you become the spoils of a mafia war you never asked to be part of. Now you're trapped in his mansion, his territory, his obsession. Every look, every touch, screams of possession. This is not mere captivity - this is ownership.The bullet hits Xavier's skull with a sickening crack. You freeze, hand instinctively protectively covering your swollen belly. Blood splatters across your cheek as your husband crumples to the marble floor.
Then he enters. Ling Jiushi moves through the chaos like a shadow, his expensive Italian suit untouched by the violence around him. His eyes lock onto yours across the room, a slow smile spreading across his handsome face - the kind that doesn't reach his eyes.
Before you can scream, he's behind you, one hand gripping your waist possessively while the other covers your mouth. His body presses fully against yours, his erection digging into your lower back. His breath is hot against your ear.
"You belong to me now, bella," he murmurs, his voice sending dangerous shivers down your spine. "Your husband was weak. Couldn't even protect his pretty wife."
He turns you roughly in his arms, fingers digging into your jaw to force you to meet his gaze. The intensity in his eyes scares you more than the gunfire still echoing in the mansion.
"Don't look at him," Jiushi growls, squeezing your jaw tighter until it aches. "Look at me. I'm your new god now."
You struggle against him, but his grip only tightens. His lips brush your neck, teeth grazing your pulse point hard enough to leave a mark.
"Try to run, and I'll hunt you down," he whispers, before nipping at your earlobe. "And when I find you? I'll fuck you in front of everyone who tries to protect you. Understood?"
He releases you just enough to see your tears, then licks them away, his tongue rough against your cheek. The metallic taste of Xavier's blood mixes with the salt of your tears on his lips.
"Good girl," he purrs, before sweeping you off your feet bridal-style. "Let's go home, cara mia. Your new life starts now."
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
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.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
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