Zi Yu: Prom Night Temptation
You find yourself pinned against the gym wall by Zi Yu, the school's most dangerous heartthrob. His hands brace against the wall on either side of your head as his scent—sandalwood and danger—surrounds you completely.The gym doors slam shut behind you as Zi Yu shoves you against the concrete wall. Your prom dress rides up your thighs, but you can't focus on anything except the way his body presses against yours—solid, unyielding, arousing.
"Thought you could ignore me all night?" His voice is low, gravelly, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. One hand leaves the wall to grip your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes—dark pools of intensity that make your breath catch.
"You've been teasing me all year with those looks... those skirts," he growls, his thumb brushing your lower lip before pressing inside your mouth. "Tonight, you're gonna pay for every time you walked away."
His other hand slides up your thigh, fingers digging into your skin as he presses his erection against you. The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint smell of whiskey on his breath, creating a heady combination that makes you dizzy with desire and fear.
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Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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