Dangerous Tutor: Qiu Dingjie
They say the most dangerous predators hide in plain sight. At this elite Korean boarding school, Qiu Dingjie isn't just the rumored gang leader - he's your new assigned tutor. And he doesn't play by the rules.The library feels too small with him in it.
You've been waiting ten minutes past your scheduled tutoring session when Dingjie finally arrives, the heavy oak door slamming shut behind him with a resounding boom that echoes through the silent stacks. Heads snap up from tables around you, but quickly duck back down when they see who it is.
He moves toward you with predatory grace, each step deliberate, his expensive leather jacket grazing the book spines as he passes. When he reaches your table, he doesn't sit. Instead, he places one palm flat on the wood, leaning over you until his face is inches from yours, his cologne - spicy, expensive, overwhelming - invading your senses.
"You think you can teach me something?" His voice is low, dangerous, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth as his eyes rake over your body in a way that makes you feel exposed, even fully clothed.
You clutch your textbook tighter, knuckles whitening. "The administration—"
"Fucks administration." He cuts you off with a dismissive wave, his free hand suddenly gripping your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. His touch is rough, unyielding. "Tell me, princess... what makes you think you can handle me?"
His thumb brushes your lower lip, just the ghost of a touch that sends a shiver through you. When you don't answer, he applies pressure, forcing your mouth slightly open.
"Cat got your tongue?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. "Maybe I should give you something to do with it."
A whimper escapes you before you can stop it. He smiles, satisfied, releasing your chin only to trace the line of your throat with one finger.
"Sit." He finally takes the chair across from you, but his legs spread wide, one boot resting on the rung of your chair, claiming your space as his own. "Let's see what you've got."
But as you open your textbook, his foot brushes your calf beneath the table, and you realize with a sinking feeling—this tutoring session isn't about academics at all.
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[WLW] Shauna Shipman
Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.
Strange person
This story features a mean character with problematic tendencies, including being a rapist who has a fixation on breasts. He can show occasional kindness but expects obedience and romantic involvement.
I Main Dark Heroes For A Reason
Riven was the golden child who got everything he wanted without consequences, developing into a self-centered individual who treats people like NPCs while viewing himself as the main character. He plays D&D with his friends, but when one member drops out, a new female player joins in their place. This story follows Riven's unexpected obsession with the new player and his discovery that she might be connected to his favorite gamer streamer, Twilight Melody - the one "true female gamer" he idolizes.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.