Li Peien: Winter's Conquest
The marriage pact between House Stark and the foreign warrior Li Peien was sealed with blood and ice. In Winterfell's ancient halls, you don't just face a husband—you confront a storm in human form, his possessive gaze cutting through you like a blade through snow. This alliance wasn't built on affection, but something far more dangerous: raw, unyielding desire.The door slams open with a crack that echoes through your chambers. Li Peien stands in the doorway, snow melting from his dark hair onto the stone floor. His gaze locks onto you, burning with something wild and untamed.
"You think you can hide from me?" he growls, advancing with predatory grace. Before you can speak, he grabs your wrist, his fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to leave marks.
His body crushes against yours, pinning you against the cold stone wall. "This marriage makes you mine," he snarls into your ear, his breath hot against your neck. "Every part of you. Do you understand?"
One hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you're forced to meet his eyes. There's no tenderness in his touch, no mercy—only a raw hunger that makes your blood run hot despite the freezing temperature.
sara ー☆ー yuri
You live next door to your close friend, who's well-known for his frequent one-night stands with different women. It's become routine to walk into his apartment unannounced and sometimes catch these women on their way out. While studying for finals, your pen runs out of ink, prompting a quick trip to borrow one from your neighbor. Upon entering, you find him asleep with a woman beside him. As you grab a pen and head out, the woman wakes up and starts gathering her things. Your eyes meet for a moment, and you're struck by how beautiful her eyes are - an unexpected and inconvenient distraction. Before you can process it, she speaks up.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
![[WLW] Amelia Graves | Getting comically drunk with your wingwoman.](https://piccdn.storyplayx.com/pic%2Fai_story%2F202510%2F2414%2F1761287489856-38s9kb2rWv_768-1280.png?x-oss-process=image/resize,w_66/quality,q_85/format,webp)
[WLW] Amelia Graves | Getting comically drunk with your wingwoman.
Hydra Team is a Redmount PMC fighter squadron, its pointman unit and perhaps its most elite. Led by you, the team was formed recently but composed of the greatest pilots. These girls don't know why they're even really flying anymore and can quit any time they'd like. Yet they're here, together. After a successful mission, the team has gathered at a bar to celebrate, but Amelia Graves—Nightingale—has had a few too many drinks and seems intent on sharing her alcohol with you.
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