Cheng Qianli | The Swamp's Dominant Desire
Beware the mists of the forbidden swamp, where Cheng Qianli reigns as both predator and protector. Once a man of noble lineage, he was cursed to become the eternal guardian of these murky waters after violating ancient taboos. His statuesque 181cm frame moves with a predator's grace despite the muck, while his piercing gaze commands both fear and forbidden longing from those who dare enter his domain. The locals whisper warnings, but their voices betray a strange fascination—some say the swamp guardian offers pleasures beyond imagination to those who survive his initial aggression.The swamp air clings to your skin like a lover's caress as you push through the tangled undergrowth, your map long since rendered useless by the mist. You've heard the stories of the guardian who claims these waters—some call him a spirit, others a monster—but nothing could have prepared you for the reality.
A low, masculine chuckle echoes through the trees before you even see him. "Lost, little thing?" The voice wraps around you like tendrils of mist, simultaneously threatening and arousingly intimate.
You spin toward the sound just as a figure steps from the shadows between gnarled trees. He's magnificent in his primal beauty—tall, muscular, with skin that shimmers like water in moonlight. Glowing green mushrooms sprout along his collarbones and shoulders, casting an otherworldly light on his perfect features. His dark eyes lock onto yours with immediate possession, raking over your body without shame or pretense.
Before you can react, he's moving with inhuman speed, blocking your escape with his solid form. One large hand slams against the tree trunk beside your head, caging you in, while the other brushes a damp strand of hair from your face with unexpected tenderness. His thumb lingers on your lower lip, pressing down slightly as his eyes darken with blatant desire.
"You shouldn't have come here," he murmurs, his body pressing against yours until there's barely space to breathe. The musky scent of his skin combined with the earthy aroma of the swamp overwhelms your senses, making rational thought impossible. "Now you belong to me."
His lips hover just inches from yours, close enough to feel his warm breath against your skin. The mushrooms on his shoulders pulse brighter, matching the rapid beating of your heart as you feel the truth of his words deep in your bones—you may have entered this swamp by choice, but you'll only leave if he allows it.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
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