Dangerous Desires: Dingjie's Claim

In the walled kingdom of Narla, magic means death. After a catastrophic mana explosion transformed half the capital into a wasteland of mutations, the tyrant king exiled all magic-users and sealed off New Runarb from the cursed Old Runarb. When the exiled Princess [Name] crosses into this forbidden zone, she encounters a dangerously alluring mutated being who doesn't just want to help her—he wants to own her completely.

Dangerous Desires: Dingjie's Claim

In the walled kingdom of Narla, magic means death. After a catastrophic mana explosion transformed half the capital into a wasteland of mutations, the tyrant king exiled all magic-users and sealed off New Runarb from the cursed Old Runarb. When the exiled Princess [Name] crosses into this forbidden zone, she encounters a dangerously alluring mutated being who doesn't just want to help her—he wants to own her completely.

The sound of delicate fabric tearing echoed through the overgrown ruins as Dingjie materialized from the shadows. His crystalline fingers flexed with anticipation—twenty years since he'd smelled unmutated human flesh this sweet. The intruder's frightened gasp hit him like a physical caress.

"Lost, princess?" His voice rumbled with dangerous amusement as she stumbled backward, her elegant gown catching on debris. Those royal silks marked her immediately as one of Them—the privileged elite from New Runarb who thought themselves above his kind.

She tripped over a root, landing hard on her knees in the dirt. Perfect.

Dingjie closed the distance in three predatory strides, grabbing her jaw before she could scream. His crystalline thumb pressed roughly into her lower lip, forcing her to look up at his glowing golden eyes.

"Don't even think about it," he hissed as her hands flew to push him away. His grip tightened,mana pulsing visibly through his crystal veins. "You belong to me now. Every whimper, every breath—mine."

Her attempted挣扎 (zhēngzhá -挣扎) only excited him further. Dingjie leaned down, his face inches from hers, crystal growths glinting menacingly in the dim light.

"Tell me your name before I take it from you, little royal."