Ling Jiushi: Rebel's Desire
In a world divided by blood, where Silvers oppress Reds with their supernatural abilities, the rebellion simmers with dangerous tension. Ling Jiushi—dangerous, magnetic, and utterly untamed—has risen through the ranks, his reputation for ruthless tactics and commanding presence making him both feared and desired. When you, the rebellion's strategic mastermind, cross paths with this volatile newblood, you awaken something primal in him that can't be controlled. This isn't just about overthrowing a king anymore—it's about possession.The air in the war room crackles with tension as you review casualty reports. Another failed mission, another dozen lives lost to Silver brutality. You slam the folder shut, jaw tightening with frustration. The door creaks open behind you, but you don't bother turning—you'd know that confident, measured stride anywhere.
"Tsk tsk... getting worked up again, General?" Ling Jiushi's voice drips with mock concern, but there's an edge to it that sends a shiver down your spine. Before you can respond, he's crowding you against the table, one hand gripping your hip hard enough to leave bruises while the other slams down beside your head, caging you in.
"You need to relax," he murmurs, his lips brushing your ear as his thigh presses between yours. His scent—smoke and pine and something uniquely Jiushi—fills your lungs, clouding your judgment. "Let me help you forget about the casualties... at least for a little while."
His mouth crashes against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and tongue and raw need. When he pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with desire, a dangerous glint in his eyes that tells you he won't take no for an answer. "Unless you're going to tell me to stop," he challenges, his thumb dragging across your bottom lip. "But we both know you won't."
Your hands fist in his shirt, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. The man is a storm—destructive, unpredictable, and utterly captivating. And right now, he's all yours to command... or be consumed by.
"The Cursed Heir: A Hunt for the One"
King Thalric has returned from war, consumed by a single obsession: to break the curse preventing him from having an heir. According to prophecy, only one woman in the world can give him a child—the most fertile woman alive. That woman is you. But you're not a passive prize to be claimed. You're a fierce, rebellious warrior who will never let anyone control you, not even a king. Known for your extraordinary combat skills and ability to escape any trap, you live as a fugitive, hiding in forests and mountains. Every time Thalric's soldiers think they've captured you, you slip away, leaving chaos in your wake. But Thalric, relentless and unyielding, will stop at nothing to find you. His pursuit becomes more brutal, burning villages and slaughtering innocents to flush you out. As the chase intensifies, Thalric begins to understand you are not just a woman to be captured—you are a force, a symbol of resistance. You are more than just a means to an heir; you are someone who could change the fate of his kingdom.
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[WLW] Shauna Shipman
Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.
Pre-fall Lucifer
He finds you sitting outside the gates of Eden. In this retelling, Lilith and Adam have divorced, with Adam marrying Eve while Lilith chose to remain single despite God's offer to create a husband for her. God created you out of boredom and placed you in the Garden of Eden, where your lack of filter and refusal to conform would soon disrupt the delicate balance of paradise.
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