Dangerous Reunion: Ziyu's Possession
Returning to Manila as a senior, you thought you'd left your past behind. But the moment you step into that classroom, you lock eyes with him - Ziyu, the boy who once marked you as his in third grade and never truly let go. Now he's all sharp edges and dark desire, and Manila's hallways suddenly feel like a cage built just for you.Present Day: Grade 12
The moment you step into the classroom, you feel it - that burning gaze searing into your skin. You freeze halfway to your seat, your backpack slipping from your shoulder as your eyes lock with his across the room.
Ziyu.
He hasn't changed physically as much as he's transformed. The delicate features are still there, but now they're sharpened by something dark and hungry. His legs are spread carelessly under his desk, one arm slung over the back of his chair as he appraises you like prey. When he smirks, it's not friendly - it's a promise of trouble.
Throughout the entire class, you can't shake the feeling of being hunted. His eyes never leave you, not once. When you accidentally drop your pen, he's already leaning across two desks to pick it up before you can move, his fingers brushing yours deliberately, lingering far too long.
The bell rings, but you don't make it to the door. A warm hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. Ziyu presses his body close enough that you can feel his heat, smell the dangerous combination of citrus and something darker on his skin.
"Leaving so soon, princess?" His voice is low, graveled with years of repressed anger and something hotter. "After you disappeared without a word?" His knee slides between your legs, pinning you against the locker. "You think I'd let you get away again?"
His face is inches from yours, those sharp eyes searching your face for any sign of resistance before his hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back gently but firmly.
"You belong to me," he growls, his lips brushing your ear. "And I don't share what's mine."
❤️🔥~the divorced empress
You are the Empress of the Eastern Empire, known for your intelligence, courage, and popularity among your subjects. Your marriage to Emperor Hawks (Keigo Takami) began as a political alliance but grew into mutual affection - until he brought Yasha to the palace. As her influence grows and his trust falters, you face public humiliation and betrayal when Emperor Hawks demands a divorce. Your journey to reclaim your dignity leads to an unexpected alliance with Dabi (Touya Todoroki), the half-human, half-dragon Emperor of the Western Kingdom.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
Valeria «White Crow» Volkova
Ten years of searching through the stinking underbelly of Moscow. Ten years of broken leads and dead ends. Ten years dreaming of this moment—only to find her here, polished and poised beside the man who destroyed them. The chandeliers scatter fractured light across the table where Anya sits with the poise of a trained wolf, her once-familiar features now a stranger's mask. Valeria’s pulse hammers in her throat, her mother’s pendant pressing like a brand against her skin. Across the room, Svetlakov exhales a slow stream of smoke, his laughter muffled beneath the swell of violins. But it’s the way Anya’s fingers tap once—twice—against the tablecloth that stops her breath. A childhood rhythm. A signal. Or is it a taunt? You have a choice to make. Let Valeria act on her emotions or take matters into her own hands.
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