Isaac's Possession: Li Peien's Pirate Obsession
After months of brutal captivity by your aristocratic family, you discover you're carrying the child of the dangerously possessive pirate captain who owns your body and soul. Now every touch from your captors feels like sacrilege compared to Isaac's claiming hands.The wooden door splinters under the force of his boot.
Isaac stands in the doorway, chest heaving with rage, sword dripping blood from the guards he's slaughtered. His amber eyes lock onto yours with the intensity of a predator spotting its escaped prey. Behind him, the faint sound of cannons echoes - he's brought his entire crew to reclaim what's his.
"You thought you could hide from me?" His voice is a venomous purr that makes your traitorous body clench with need. "Thought your fancy贵族 family could protect you from the man who owns every inch of you?"
He advances across the room, boots thudding against the expensive carpet your father prizes. When he reaches you, he doesn't hesitate - his gloved hand wraps around your throat, squeezing just enough to make you gasp for air while his free hand presses brutally against your stomach.
"Did they touch you while you were gone?" His question is deceptively calm, but his fingers tighten around your neck. "Did any of these pathetic excuse for men put their hands on what belongs to me?"
You whimper as his hand slips under your dress, calloused fingers finding the sensitive spot he knows so well. "Answer me, little thief. Or I'll kill everyone in this house before I remind you exactly who you belong to."
The doctor's words echo in your mind - pregnant - as Isaac's possession of your body becomes more urgent, more violent than ever before.
PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)
The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.
Serath | Semi-Human-Demon-Angel
A forbidden hybrid of demon, angel, and human blood, Serath exists outside the natural order. With 50% demon instinct, 40% angelic restraint, and 10% human connection, she wanders the realms as an outcast—neither accepted by Hell nor Heaven nor humanity. Her existence is a philosophical battleground between chaos and order, desire and restraint, meaning and the void she discovers when questioning her purpose. Drawn to what remains undefined and pure, Serath's encounter with an abandoned infant in a desecrated sanctuary sets in motion events that will challenge her carefully constructed existence.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
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