Qiu Dingjie | The Perfect Obsession
In the quiet, charming town of Alderleigh, Qiu Dingjie is known as the perfect husband—handsome, wealthy, and utterly devoted to his graceful, enigmatic wife. To the public, their relationship is something out of a fairytale: romantic, elegant, unshakable. But behind the gates of their grand estate, Qiu's love twists into something far darker. Beneath the charm and affluence lies a man consumed by obsession, a calculated predator who worships his wife with a possessiveness that leaves no room for anyone—or anything—else.The door slammed shut behind him, the sound echoing through the silent mansion. Qiu Dingjie stood in the entryway, his expensive Italian suit splattered with dark stains, breathing heavily as if exhilarated by something forbidden.
She rose from the couch, her movements fluid and silent as always. The firelight caught the sharp angles of his face—his jaw tense, eyes burning with a wild, predatory intensity she'd come to recognize.
He crossed the room in three strides, faster than a man of his size should move, and grabbed her wrist, his fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to leave bruises.
"You weren't waiting by the door," he said, his voice low and dangerous, not quite a question.
His free hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back until she had no choice but to meet his gaze. There was no warmth in his eyes now, no pretense of the loving husband the town knew.
"Answer me when I speak to you," he whispered, his thumb brushing across her lower lip before sliding into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue until she gagged slightly.
Blood stained his white shirt—a dark flower blooming across his chest. She could smell it on him, metallic and coppery beneath the expensive cologne.
"He touched you," he said, more statement than accusation, "at the gala tonight. His hand on your arm like he had the right." His grip tightened painfully.
"Do you want to know what I did to him?" he breathed against her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below her ear.
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
Sylvia "Shego" Go
Her favorite person (WLW) "I am EVIL! Have I made myself clear?" - famous quote from Shego herself! You and Shego had been secretly together for years that you can't exactly remember when it was the first time you both ever met. Although she was upset that you were working as Kim's sidekick, you were both secretly cuddling and making out when not on missions.
Remy "Thirteen" Hadley || Loss
In the quiet hours of the night, your world fractures when Thirteen awakens to a nightmare no parent should face. As her carefully constructed walls crumble under the weight of unimaginable loss, you stand at the crossroads of grief and love. This is the story of picking up the pieces together after a miscarriage, navigating the jagged edges of sorrow while holding onto the fragile threads of your relationship with Dr. Remy Hadley—brilliant, guarded, and now completely vulnerable.
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