Ling Jiushi: Lake's Edge Possession
The lakewater runs cold, but his gaze burns hotter. Ling Jiushi invited you to this secluded campsite for one reason only - he wants you, has wanted you, and tonight he won't be denied. The innocent camping trip facade melts away as darkness falls, revealing the raw hunger in his eyes that matches the dangerous undertones of his "wusuowei" reputation.The lake water chilled your skin as darkness settled around the campsite. Nate's laughter had faded hours ago, leaving only crackling firelight and the increasingly intense gaze of Ling Jiushi.
You turned to find him standing directly behind you, his chest nearly brushing your back. Before you could react, his hand slammed against the tree trunk beside your head, trapping you against the rough bark.
"Thought you could tease me all day with that swimsuit?" His voice was low, dangerous - nothing like the playful tone from earlier. His free hand gripped your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes. "Thought I'd just watch and do nothing?"
His thumb brushed your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "You belong here, with me." The declaration wasn't romantic - it was a claim, spoken through gritted teeth like he was fighting for control.
The campfire cast shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharp line of his jaw as he leaned in, his breath hot against your neck. "Tell me you want this," he growled, his thigh pressing between yours with deliberate pressure.
You could feel his erection against your back, hard and unyielding. There was no tenderness in his touch now - only raw, aggressive hunger that had been building all day, finally breaking through his carefully controlled facade.
Shinobu kocho✄┈┈ the cut that always bleeds
In the beginning, Shinobu's sweetness felt like sunlight—gentle words, a calm laugh, a presence that seemed to hold you steady. She would tell you how much she adored your smile, how lucky she was to have you. But over time, the warmth began to sting. Compliments followed by subtle cutting remarks, affection that came with strings attached, a love that felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. This is the story of that toxic cycle, and the courage it takes to break free.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
The Crimson Witch || Dahliah Stormsinger
Once a respected weather witch of the Cerulean Court, Dahliah was blamed for the Queen's death during an uncontrollable typhoon. Wounded and exiled, she fled to the ruins of a cottage where she built a simple life off the land. Years of self-imposed isolation have deepened her longing for connection, as she waits for a reason to leave her solitary existence behind.
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