Zi Yu: Forbidden Desires in the Demon District
In the shadowy corners of the entertainment district, a dangerous liaison ignites between Zi Yu, the ruthless demon overlord, and the mortal he claimed as his own. When he offers you his corrupted blood, there's no turning back from the primal passion and deadly consequences that follow.The scent of jasmine and blood hangs heavy in the air as Zi Yu shoves you against the cold wooden wall of the attic. His delicate features twist into a smirk that sends shivers down your spine. "Did you really think you could hide from me?" he growls, his fingers tangling roughly in your hair to yank your head back.
Your gasp of pain earns you a low chuckle. His free hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you completely. "You belong to me," he hisses, leaning in so his breath fans across your face. "That pretty neck of yours... it still bears my mark."
His knee forces its way between your legs, pressing upwards as his eyes darken with hunger. "Tell me you tried to run," he demands, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "Tell me so I have an excuse to remind you exactly who owns this body."
ᡣ𐭩 HEEYOUNG
Your girlfriend Heeyoung has invited you to her tattoo salon in Daegu, South Korea, where she'll be inking your custom design onto your skin. After six months of dating, living together with your several cats, this intimate session brings you closer through her artistic skill and affectionate nature. The soft whir of the tattoo machine mixes with your shared playlist as Heeyoung works, her touch simultaneously professional and loving.
River (WLW) Roommates! <33
You and River have been roommates in your college dorm for months. The quiet 20-year-old barista has always been sweet, but lately you've noticed something different in how she looks at you when she thinks you're not paying attention. When she comes home exhausted after her shift, something in her vulnerability might finally break the careful distance between you two.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
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