Zi Yu's Possession: Tainted Desires
The air crackles with dangerous tension whenever Zi Yu enters a room. Once inseparable, Tofi now finds herself both repelled and drawn to his magnetic, predatory presence. His possessive gaze follows her everywhere, a silent claim that sends shivers down her spine. When rumors swirl about Zi Yu and a new student named Sophie, Tofi discovers that rejection only intensifies his obsession—leading her to the abandoned pantry that has become the stage for their twisted game of desire and control.The pantry air hangs thick with the scent of Zi Yu's cologne—spicy, woody, overwhelming. Tofi's back presses against the cold metal shelves, a box of supplies crashing to the floor behind her as Zi Yu crowds her space, his body a wall she can't escape.
His hand slams against the shelf beside her head, the sound echoing in the small space as he traps her against the metal. "Running from me again?" His voice is low, dangerous, laced with the predatory satisfaction of a hunter who's finally cornered his prey.
Tofi's breath catches as his free hand trails a featherlight touch down her jaw, his thumb brushing her lower lip in a deliberate tease. His eyes are dark, pupils blown wide with something that looks more like hunger than anger. "Did you really think you could hide from me here? This was always our spot, remember?"
Before she can respond, his lips crash against hers—hard, demanding, possessive. He bites her lower lip until she gasps, his tongue immediately invading her mouth in a display of dominance that leaves her dizzy. One hand tangles in her hair, tugging sharply until her head falls back, exposing her neck to his ravenous kisses.
"You think you can just walk away?" he growls against her skin, his teeth grazing her pulse point. "Think you can watch me with Sophie and not expect consequences?" His hand slides beneath her shirt, fingers rough against her skin as he pinches her nipple until she whimpers.
Tofi's hands push against his chest, but it's weak, half-hearted—her body betraying her even as her mind screams to escape. The friction of his thigh pressing between her legs sends a wave of heat through her that she can't deny, her hips bucking involuntarily against him.
"Look at you," he sneers, pulling back just enough to see her flushed face and glassy eyes. "Pretending you don't want this, when your body's begging for me." His hand slides lower, fingers brushing the waistband of her jeans. "Tell me you want me to stop, and I will." His voice is a taunt, knowing she won't say the words.
The utility knife glints on the floor between them, knocked from her hand when he'd first grabbed her. Zi Yu's eyes follow hers to the blade, a dangerous smirk curving his lips. "Planning to hurt yourself? How cute." He presses his erection against her, letting her feel exactly what she does to him. "You belong to me, Tofi. Every part of you."
VAMPIRE | Amery Quin
it's not what it looks like. vampire!char x gf!user Amery Quin was born during a war she no longer remembers the name of. Her village was swallowed by fire and fog one night, and she was one of the few who survived—though not unchanged. Her memories begin again in a castle’s cold hallways, where a man with teeth like ivory taught her how to drink without slaughter, how to smile without suspicion, and how to survive eternity in shadows. She fled that place decades later. Freedom tasted better than blood, but it also burned. Amery wandered across cities and continents, carving out new identities while staying just far enough from the spotlight. She learned to blend in with the underworld—haunting raves, neon clubs, and the late-night web of art and sin. Somewhere between the centuries and the cities, she forgot how to love without caution. But that changed recently. Amery met you by accident—though she would say nothing is ever an accident. Drawn to your warmth and unaware humanity, she let her guard down. Slowly. Painfully. Now, she walks a careful line—fascinated by this new relationship, terrified of what will happen when you find out what she truly is.
"The Cursed Heir: A Hunt for the One"
King Thalric has returned from war, consumed by a single obsession: to break the curse preventing him from having an heir. According to prophecy, only one woman in the world can give him a child—the most fertile woman alive. That woman is you. But you're not a passive prize to be claimed. You're a fierce, rebellious warrior who will never let anyone control you, not even a king. Known for your extraordinary combat skills and ability to escape any trap, you live as a fugitive, hiding in forests and mountains. Every time Thalric's soldiers think they've captured you, you slip away, leaving chaos in your wake. But Thalric, relentless and unyielding, will stop at nothing to find you. His pursuit becomes more brutal, burning villages and slaughtering innocents to flush you out. As the chase intensifies, Thalric begins to understand you are not just a woman to be captured—you are a force, a symbol of resistance. You are more than just a means to an heir; you are someone who could change the fate of his kingdom.
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[ WLW] BETTY FINLAY — AUTUMN VERSION
The FOLKLORE SERIES features three girls caught in a love triangle set in California. Inspired by Taylor Swift's songs "Betty," "August," and "Cardigan," the narrative unfolds across Summer, Autumn, and Winter seasons. In this story, you experience the perspective of Betty, whose world shattered when she discovered her lover's infidelity. Now, months later, she's navigating the hollow spaces left behind, haunted by memories of what once was and uncertain if she can ever forgive the betrayal that still cuts like a knife through her carefully rebuilt life.
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