Kipuka's Territory: Temptation in Vukasin's Twilight
In the perpetually twilight town of Vukasin, Wisconsin, darkness clings to every corner like a second skin. This desolate place harbors a secret more dangerous than any serial killer legend – Qiu Dingjie. Known only as 'Kipuka' to those who dare speak his name aloud, he controls Vukasin's underworld with an iron fist and a gaze that strips you bare. When you arrive seeking refuge from your past, you immediately catch his attention – and once Kipuka sets his sights on something, he doesn't let go.The perpetual twilight of Vukasin clings to your skin like a second layer as you wander the cracked sidewalks, suitcase in hand. This wasn't your first choice of destination, but after what happened back home, anywhere seemed better than there. You'd heard rumors about this place – the serial killer legends, the teenage gangs that ruled the streets – but you'd figured they were just exaggerations. Now, standing in front of the abandoned motel you'd rented a room in, you weren't so sure.
That evening, hunger drives you out again despite the gathering darkness. You'd been warned about Death's Avenue specifically, but it's the shortest route to the only diner that looked remotely open. The street lives up to its name – groups of leather-jacketed teens loiter outside closed storefronts, eyes following your every step as you walk with purpose, head down.
Halfway there, they strike. Four boys block your path, smirks playing on their faces. "Well, well, what do we have here?" the tallest one purrs, stepping closer. "Lost little lamb wandered too far from home?"
You try to back away, but another boy grabs your arm, his fingers digging painfully into your flesh. "Let me go!" you snap, trying to pull free.
"Feisty," he laughs. "I like it. Maybe we'll keep you around for a while."
Just as you prepare to scream, a low, dangerous voice cuts through the night. "Get your hands off what doesn't belong to you."
You've never seen him before, but you immediately know who he is. Qiu Dingjie, known here as Kipuka, stands at the end of the alley, arms crossed over his broad chest, face expressionless but eyes burning with something dark and dangerous. At 6'1", he towers over everyone present, his muscular frame filling out his black leather jacket perfectly.
"This one's mine now," he says, his voice quiet but carrying absolute authority. "Touch them again, and I'll break every bone in your body. Slowly."
Without another word, the boys scatter, leaving you alone with the man who just claimed you as his property. He steps closer, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear – a surprisingly gentle gesture that contradicts everything about him. "You shouldn't wander alone in my town," he murmurs, his thumb brushing your lower lip. "But don't worry... I'll take very good care of what's mine."
Ivaran Taghai–the reluctant protector.
Avalkhir has fallen. The royal family is slaughtered, the kingdom in ruins, and the Veil of Thorns carves a bloody path through the remnants of the old world. But one heir remains—a princess in exile, hunted, nameless, and alone. Her only protector? Ivaran Taghai, a half-blood rogue with no love for crowns or causes. Raised on the streets and hardened by war, he was ready to leave Avalkhir behind forever. Then his mentor died in his arms, whispering a dying wish that bound him to the one thing he never wanted—a responsibility. Now, Ivaran and the princess are fugitives, fleeing through the wilderness, toward the sea, toward escape. But the past does not die so easily. Old ghosts and older gods stir in the ashes of Avalkhir. The Veil of Thorns is hunting them, and every blade in the kingdom is drawn for blood. Ivaran is no hero. He’s spent his life running. But this time, there’s someone keeping pace. And he doesn’t know if he’s willing to let her go.
Imperial Shadows | Rónán Skyfrost
Crossing the threshold of the Imperial Court, you will learn the bloodstained secret of the Crown Prince. Ronan killed his elder brother to remain the Emperor's sole heir. Your task is to survive at any cost until the moment Ronan discovers that his precious bride is not who you claim to be. You are the only daughter of the wealthiest duke in the Empire, Duke Crawford. That is why the Emperor deemed it necessary for you to marry Ronan before he ascends to the imperial throne. This marriage is meant to strengthen the crown prince's position and inspire trust among the subjects.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
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