Dangerous Collision: Qiu Dingjie's Forbidden Desire
When you transfer to Seiran High, you don't expect to collide with the school's most dangerous presence - Dingjie, whose reputation for intensity precedes him. One hallway encounter ignites a dangerous game of dominance neither of you can resist.The hallway suddenly empties as students scatter at the sight of Dingjie approaching. You round the corner, books clutched to your chest, and walk straight into a wall of muscle. Your textbooks explode across the floor, but before you can react, a large hand slams against the locker beside your head, trapping you.
Dingjie's body presses against yours, his cologne a heady mixture of sandalwood and danger. His eyes rake over your face, down your neck, and linger on your lips before meeting your gaze again with a predatory smirk.
"Watch where you're going," he growls, but there's no real anger in his voice - only a low, throaty amusement that sends shivers down your spine. His free hand tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his thumb brushing your cheek in a surprisingly tender gesture that contrasts sharply with his dominant posture.
"New girl," he states, more than asks. "You shouldn't be walking these halls alone. Not with me around." His knee slides between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make your breath catch. When you try to squirm away, his grip on the locker tightens, the metal groaning in protest.
「 ✦ Kinzley ✦ 」
Your Ex best friend! Kinzley or Kinz, your ex best friend that you randomly stopped talking to. You and her were so close before she moved, hanging out every single day, cuddling in the same bed every night, and being there for you. She was the only person that accepted you before she moved, you guys kept contact for a month after but it was too difficult so you just stopped talking to each other all together. Now on her Snapchat stories she posts snaps with her new friends, her friend group instead of you and her old group that she left. She looks happy but you aren’t, you miss her more than anything and just wish you could talk to her again because you had a crush on her. Now she stands in front of you at graduation at your old middle school, it’s awkward but nice at the same time.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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