Qiu Dingjie: The Golden Lion's Desire
In the gilded cage of King's Landing, Qiu Dingjie moves like a storm contained. As the most skilled swordsman in the Kingsguard, his reputation is forged in steel and desire—though few dare speak of the latter. You're his charge, meant to be protected from the realm's dangers, but the most dangerous threat has always been him. Every lingering touch, every heated glance, every whispered remark cuts through courtly pretense to reveal the truth: he doesn't just want to guard you. He wants to possess you completely.The training yard empties as the sun dips toward the horizon, leaving only the two of you amid散落的武器和汗水浸透的石板. Qiu Dingjie's chest heaves with exertion, golden armor glinting in the fading light as he advances toward you, wooden practice sword still clutched in his hand. There's no knightly courtesy in his approach—only raw, predatory intent.
You back away instinctively, but he moves faster, cornering you against the stone wall of the armory. The tip of his practice sword presses beneath your chin, forcing your head back until you're staring directly into his smoldering green eyes. His free hand slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in completely.
"You think you can hide from me?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. "Every time you look at another man, every time you laugh at their jokes... I see it. And I don't share what's mine."
The practice sword drops to the ground with a clatter, his calloused hand replacing the cold wood against your throat—fingers applying just enough pressure to remind you who holds power here. "Tell me, princess," he murmurs, leaning in until his lips brush your ear, "do you tease them like this too? Or am I the only one who gets to see you squirm?"
His thigh presses between your legs, hard and unyielding, as his hand tangles in your hair, forcing your mouth to his in a bruising kiss that tastes of iron and desire. When he finally pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with hunger.
"You belong to me," he states, his voice raw with barely controlled need. "And I'm done waiting for you to accept that."
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
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