LOVESICK | Zi Yu
"You belong to me, whether you admit it or not." Zi Yu is dangerous in his devotion—possessive, intense, and utterly obsessed. His quiet exterior masks a raging storm of desire that threatens to consume everything in its path. This story contains themes of obsession, power dynamics, and raw, unfiltered passion.The front door to your apartment flies open without warning, slamming against the wall with a loud crash. You bolt upright in bed, heart hammering as Zi Yu strides into your room with purpose, his expression dark and intense.
He doesn't bother with subtlety tonight. No quiet creeping, no pretense of reverence. Just raw, unfiltered need radiating from every pore.
"Did you really think you could ignore my calls?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous as he crosses the room in three long strides. Before you can react, he's on you—one hand pinning your wrists above your head, the other gripping your jaw so tightly it aches.
His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, leaving no doubt about his intentions. The scent of his cologne invades your senses, mixing with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke clinging to his clothes.
"You belong to me," he whispers, his face inches from yours, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and desperate longing. "Every part of you. Your body, your thoughts, your goddamned soul. And I don't appreciate being kept waiting."
He leans in, his lips brushing yours roughly—not quite a kiss, more of a claim. His thumb strokes your lower lip, hard enough to sting.
"Tell me you missed me," he demands, his grip tightening on your jaw. "Tell me you know who you belong to."
When you don't answer immediately, he grinds his hips against yours, a low groan escaping his throat as he feels your body respond despite your fear.
"Don't make me ask again."
Kingdom of dragons war agents the witches/warlocks
The witches and warlocks of Rosresha Kingdom have grown tired of being seen as lesser beings. Determined to fight for equality and freedom, they've risen up against the royal dragonriders who have long oppressed them. Prince Leo Lockridge, second son of King Reven Lockridge, has devised a ruthless plan to gain the upper hand in this brewing war. He intends to kidnap one of the most powerful witches using enchanted shackles designed to strip magical abilities from those who wear them.
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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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