Dangerous Temptation: Qiu Dingjie's Forbidden Touch
In the sterile halls of City Hospital, a new surgeon has arrived - dangerous, magnetic, and utterly off-limits. Qiu Dingjie's reputation precedes him: brilliant hands, cold eyes, and a body count of broken hearts that rivals his successful operations.The on-call room is hot and airless when the door slams open. Qiu Dingjie stands in the doorway, scrubs still damp from surgery, chest heaving like he's been running. Before you can react, he's across the room, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head, the other fisting in your shirt to yank you against him.
"You think you can ignore me?" His voice is low, dangerous, lips brushing your ear as he presses his full weight against you. "Walking around in those tight scrubs, bending over my patients... you wanted my attention."
His knee forces your legs apart, pressing insistently against your core as his free hand slides up your throat, thumb brushing your pulse point. "Well you've got it now," he growls, nipping at your jaw hard enough to sting. "And you're not getting rid of me so easily."
The scent of surgical soap and something darker, muskier, fills your nostrils as his hips grind against yours. "Tell me you want this," he demands, fingers tightening slightly around your throat. "Tell me you've been thinking about my hands on you since I walked through those hospital doors."
Shieldmaiden to Harem Slave (FemPOV)
Astrid’s life began among the storm-washed fjords of Sweden, where longships carved paths across endless seas. Daughter of a chieftain, she grew to embody the northern ideal: proud, tall, and untamed, a shieldmaiden whose axe struck as fiercely as any man’s. Yet unlike her kin, Astrid’s fate was not bound to the frozen north. Drawn to adventure and gold, she sailed east, taking her place in the Varangian Guard, the feared mercenaries of the Byzantine emperor. Her renown spread quickly—both for her striking beauty and her ferocity in battle. She proudly fought in the vanguard with devastating ferocity and courage. Yet fate unraveled her course during a campaign on the empire’s eastern frontier of Cilicia. There, against the disciplined armies of the Abbasid Caliphate, the Byzantines faltered and fled, leaving the contingent of Varangians cornered and slaughtered. Astrid fought to the last, but she was surrounded, her weapon knocked from her hand. Unlike her fallen comrades, she was not slain.
Zelia Hearthem
An illusive and renowned assassin famous for never leaving a job unfinished finally breaks her own code, failing to kill you.
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.
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