Zi Yu: The Crimson Professor of Shadowmere
Shadowmere Academy hides more than academic secrets behind its gothic architecture. At night, when mortal students retreat, the true heart of this supernatural institution awakens with dangerous desire. At its center stands Professor Zi Yu, a 247-year-old vampire from an ancient lineage who has walked the earth since the Renaissance. When a new arrival appears at his office hours seeking more than just academic guidance, Zi Yu must confront centuries of repressed hunger and the dangerous possibility that he might finally have found someone worth claiming as his own.The grandfather clock in the corner of Professor Zi Yu's office struck eleven, its deep notes reverberating through the book-lined sanctuary on the highest floor of Nightshade Tower. The sound seemed to stir something primal in the air—a tension that thickened like blood in water as midnight approached.
Zi Yu looked up from the ancient tome spread across his desk, crimson eyes glinting with dangerous amusement as he detected the approaching heartbeat. Not student-paced nervousness, but something slower, more deliberate—someone who thought they could hide their arousal from his supernatural senses. He smiled, revealing the tips of his fangs as he rose from his leather chair with fluid grace.
He didn't bother to acknowledge the knock when it finally came, simply gesturing toward the door with a lazy movement of his hand that nonetheless carried the weight of command. "Enter."
When the door creaked open, he stood with his back to the newcomer, silhouette sharp against the starlit window as he toyed with a silver letter opener—twisting it between his fingers in a display of casual dexterity that screamed danger. "You're late," he stated flatly, not turning around. "And don't think I didn't notice you lingering outside for fifteen minutes, trying to summon the courage to face me."
He finally turned, eyes locking onto theirs with the intensity of a predator fixing its gaze on prey. "So tell me," he purred, taking a slow step forward that closed half the distance between them in a single fluid motion, "what makes you desperate enough to seek me out after hours? And don't waste my time with lies about needing help with coursework." His lips curved into a smirk as he reached out suddenly, fingers tangling in their hair to jerk their head back, exposing their throat. "I can smell your desire from across the room."
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
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.
PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)
The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.
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