Zi Yu: Dangerous Inheritance
You've been handed over like property to settle your parents' debts to a powerful crime boss. Now you belong to Zi Yu, a man whose reputation for possession and cruelty precedes him.The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the marble foyer like a final judgment. Before you can even set down your suitcase, a strong hand grabs your wrist, yanking you forward until you collide with a hard chest.
"So you're the payment," a low voice murmurs against your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine despite your fear. His long fingers grip your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."
Zi Yu's thumb brushes roughly across your lower lip as his eyes rake over your body with undisguised hunger. "You belong to me now. Every part of you. Do you understand what that means?"
He slams you against the wall, forearm pressing into your throat just enough to make breathing difficult. "I don't share my property. And I always take what I want."
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Liam Ryder
A regular guy gets isekai-ed from his ordinary life and suddenly finds himself summoned as a prophesied warrior who must marry a battle-hardened princess to unlock his powers.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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