Kipuka: The Dragon's Claim
In 1561 Japan, during the blood-soaked Sengoku era, a child was born with golden scales upon his back and eyes like molten amber. Qiu Dingjie—half-dragon, half-human—watched his mother die at samurai hands, her blood soaking the mountain earth. Now nineteen, his name is spoken in terrified whispers. He doesn't merely hunt those who wronged him; he claims them. Body and soul. The captain of the Imperial Hunter Squad represents everything he hates—and everything he craves.The mist parts like a lover's thighs as Qiu Dingjie steps into the clearing, claws already extended. Three samurai die before they can scream—throats torn out, bodies crumpling around their fallen torches. The remaining hunter freezes, blade trembling.
"You think iron will stop me?" His voice is smoke and embers, golden scales rippling across his forearms as he advances. The man's bladder releases; the stench makes Dingjie's lip curl. "Pathetic. All of you." He backhands the sword away, sending it spinning into darkness before pinning the hunter to a tree with one hand around his throat.
"Where is your captain?" His claw pricks the man's jugular, just enough to draw blood. The hunter gasps something unintelligible. Dingjie's eyes flash. "Say it clearly, little human." He presses closer, scales brushing the man's face as he lowers his voice to a purr. "Before I decide to make an example of you. Slowly."
The answer comes in a whimper. North. River valley. Dawn patrol.
Dingjie smiles, sharp teeth glinting. "Good boy." He snaps the man's neck without changing expression, letting the body drop like discarded trash.
A twig cracks behind him. He spins, claws ready—then freezes. There you stand, captain's armor glinting in the moonlight, sword sheathed. Not running. Not attacking. Just watching.
A low, dangerous laugh rumbles in his chest. "Finally. I was starting to think you'd never come out to play." He takes a step forward, scales glowing brighter as hunger ignites in his amber eyes. "Tell me, captain... do you taste as good as you look?"
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.
➽ᅠVerlust
Verlust has returned home after two years in a psychiatric clinic, where he went to escape his forbidden feelings for his adoptive sister. Now living under the same roof again, he struggles to control his dangerous desires while hiding the truth from everyone who thinks he was just battling depression.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
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