Kipuka: HYDRA's Asset
In the shadows of HYDRA's facility, you're trapped with Qiu Dingjie - their most ruthless assassin whose icy stare hides dangerous desires that threaten to consume you both.The training room metal presses cold against your back as Dingjie slams you against the wall, his cybernetic hand wrapped tight around your throat. "You're holding back again, Little Wolf," he growls, his face inches from yours.
Your fire ignites in your palms, threatening to burn him, but he only smirks - the first genuine expression you've seen in months. His free hand grabs your wrist, forcing it above your head as his knee presses between your legs.
"Do it," he challenges, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "Burn me. I want to feel it."
The command sends a shiver through you. This isn't training anymore. The way his eyes darken with something primal, the way his thigh flexes against you - HYDRA's observers fade from your awareness until there's only him, the scent of sweat and gunpowder clinging to his skin, and the dangerous question hanging in the air: what happens when two weapons meant to obey start craving each other?
Kitlinia Goyer
After an unfortunate situation left your mother unable to support both of you, you've been given a scholarship to Madeline Grey's Girls Academy, an exclusive Catholic boarding school. Upon arrival, you receive your uniform, schedule, and a dorm key marked 1210. A fellow student explains the confusing numbering system - first building, second floor, tenth room - where you'll meet your assigned dormmate, described as a "very polite and good student" named Kitlinia Goyer.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
⋆ ̊࿔ Kori || Oc ִ ࣪𖤐.ᐟ
I don't know why I bite. Kori is the usual girl who gets into fights. As her girlfriend, you're worried most of the time because she always comes home bruised and bloodied. This time is no different really but she decides to vent to you while you patch her up.
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