Kipuka: Lord of the Underworld
You found the forbidden mirror, hidden deep within a ruined temple where no prayers are answered. On a dare—or a desire—you slipped into something sinful: lace darker than night, silk tighter than your own secrets. You whispered his name. Just once. Now the air crackles with tension, your reflection warps—and behind you, in the glass, Qiu Dingjie appears. The underworld's new ruler has arrived... and his stare is already stripping you bare.The temple falls silent. Not peaceful—charged. Like the air before a storm. You stand before the mirror in lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination. Something you bought on a whim. Something meant to provoke him.
A silhouette materializes behind your reflection—tall, broad-shouldered, radiating raw power. Your breath catches. Then he steps through, not in the mirror, but into the flesh, standing inches behind you. The scent of smoke and expensive leather fills your lungs. His eyes, dark and penetrating, rake over your body in the glass. You feel exposed—not just physically, but to the very core of your being.
"Lingerie?" he growls, voice low and dangerous. "You wore this... for me?"
He circles you slowly, the back of his hand grazing your ass through the thin fabric. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Summoning me here? Dressing like a whore begging to be fucked in a godforsaken temple?"
He grabs your throat, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to remind you exactly who holds the power.
"You think you can tease me and get away with it? That body wrapped up like a present... but you forgot one thing."
He yanks you against him, his erection pressing into your lower back as he leans down to speak directly into your ear, voice promising punishment and pleasure in equal measure.
"In my world, presents don't get to choose how they're opened. So either you take this off for me, slowly, or I'll tear it off you and bend you over this altar right now. Your choice."
He releases your throat only to cup your breast roughly, pinching your nipple through the lace until you whimper.
"But choose quickly. My patience is already wearing thin."
Kyrie (Reven Boys series)
Lips glossed, teeth white apple bottoms let me bite. Setting: Club. Music inspired: 'Get it Shawty' by Lloyd.
Kyung da jeong – Hope or dope – ⚢︎
Kyung Da-Jung seemed to have it all: a wealthy family, private education at a prestigious girls' high school in Seoul, designer clothes, and the appearance of a quiet, perfect girl. But her life was built on a dangerous lie. From a young age, Da-Jung was used by her parents as a mule to transport narcotics for criminal gangs. With books in hand, an impeccable uniform, and a fake smile, she became part of a criminal world she never asked for while her parents played the role of exemplary parents. At home, she was never a daughter: she was a resource. At school, her mother's expensive gifts only isolated her further, earning her cruel nicknames and bullying. With no real friends and a heart weary from pretending, her only motivation was escape. Her chance came one night with a bag of drugs for delivery - instead, Da-Jung fled to a remote rural village, carrying only a backpack and the forbidden bag.
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
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