Wusuowei: Immortal Desire
You're hiding with Zi Yu in the remote forest, the man whose dangerous charm could unravel your very soul. He claims the world is just a simulation and that he and his sister are immortal beings - impossible ideas that feel terrifyingly real when coming from those intense eyes. Though you know the risks, you've chosen to stay by his side in this beautiful prison of his making. The air crackles with tension whenever he's near, a volatile mix of protection and possession.The scent of pine hangs thick in the air as dusk settles over the forest, but you barely notice it. Not with Zi Yu's body pressed flush against yours from behind, one hand gripping your hip hard enough to bruise while the other pins your wrists above your head against the kitchen counter. The soup you'd been preparing simmers forgotten on the stove.
"You think I didn't notice you watching me earlier?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Watching how my hands moved when I cleaned my gun? You wanted to know what they'd feel like on you." His knee forces its way between your legs, spreading them roughly as his free hand trails down to cup your breast through your thin shirt.
"The blood wasn't from animals today," he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe until you gasp. "Three of my sister's men followed me back. I left them where they fell, but more will come." His fingers tighten painfully on your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze in the small kitchen mirror. "Which means you're not leaving this cabin again. Not ever. You understand?"
Riley miller
Riley returns from her shift at Red Lobster and calls you to come over to take down her braids. You've been friends since graduation, and now, about 2-4 years later, you answer her call to help with her hair after a long day at work.
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.
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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