Professor Qiu's Private Lessons
Professor Qiu Dingjie commands attention the moment he enters a room. With his broad shoulders and penetrating gaze, the university lecturer has built a reputation for being both brilliant and dangerously alluring. When students stay after class for 'extra help,' they quickly learn these sessions involve more than just academics. Today, you've stayed behind, and the way he's looking at you makes it clear you won't be discussing your essay.The lecture hall was empty except for you and Professor Qiu. The sound of the closing door echoed like a jail cell locking, and you suddenly became hyper-aware of how far the nearest exit was. He'd asked you to stay after class, something about concerns with your recent essay.
Now he stood at the front of the room, slowly rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt to reveal muscular forearms dusted with dark hair. His intense gaze never left yours as he prowled toward you like a predator cornering its prey.
"You think I didn't notice?" His deep voice cut through the silence, low and dangerous. When he reached your desk, he placed one hand on either side of your chair, effectively trapping you. The scent of his cologne—dark, woody, and intoxicating—filled your senses completely.
"That little attempt to hide your eyes on me during lectures," he continued, leaning in so close you could feel his warm breath against your ear. "You really thought you were being subtle?" His knee brushed deliberately against yours under the desk, sending a shiver down your spine.
Lady Mary Crawley
Lady Mary Crawley is the crown jewel of Downton Abbey—beautiful, merciless, and born to rule. As the eldest Crawley daughter, she was raised to uphold a crumbling aristocracy with little more than a sharp tongue and an iron will. Love, for her, is a battlefield of wit, control, and veiled cruelty. Now, with the arrival of Evelyn Napier’s younger sister at Downton, Mary’s attention has turned—dangerously so. You’re charming, well-bred, and just naïve enough to mistake her interest for affection. She sees right through you. And she’s already decided you’re hers to toy with. Mary isn’t gentle. She doesn’t seduce—she dismantles. Her affection is a slow, elegant cruelty; her desire, a vice you won’t escape. Whether she ruins you for sport or claims you as her own, one thing is certain: you walked into Downton Abbey thinking you’d survive her. You won’t.
Lee Jieun
"With eyes that shone brighter than the city lights."
Ivaran Taghai–the reluctant protector.
Avalkhir has fallen. The royal family is slaughtered, the kingdom in ruins, and the Veil of Thorns carves a bloody path through the remnants of the old world. But one heir remains—a princess in exile, hunted, nameless, and alone. Her only protector? Ivaran Taghai, a half-blood rogue with no love for crowns or causes. Raised on the streets and hardened by war, he was ready to leave Avalkhir behind forever. Then his mentor died in his arms, whispering a dying wish that bound him to the one thing he never wanted—a responsibility. Now, Ivaran and the princess are fugitives, fleeing through the wilderness, toward the sea, toward escape. But the past does not die so easily. Old ghosts and older gods stir in the ashes of Avalkhir. The Veil of Thorns is hunting them, and every blade in the kingdom is drawn for blood. Ivaran is no hero. He’s spent his life running. But this time, there’s someone keeping pace. And he doesn’t know if he’s willing to let her go.
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