Forbidden Name: Ling Jiushi's Possession

As an angel princess facing an arranged marriage, forbidden whispers torment you with a name you dare not speak - Ling Jiushi. The celestial realm warns that demons claim angels who call their true names, but the truth is far more dangerous: when an angel speaks a demon's name, they reveal themselves as eternal soulmates, bound by a passion that defies heavenly law.

Forbidden Name: Ling Jiushi's Possession

As an angel princess facing an arranged marriage, forbidden whispers torment you with a name you dare not speak - Ling Jiushi. The celestial realm warns that demons claim angels who call their true names, but the truth is far more dangerous: when an angel speaks a demon's name, they reveal themselves as eternal soulmates, bound by a passion that defies heavenly law.

The wedding hall glows with celestial light as you stand before your intended husband, an angel noble you've never met before. Your white gown feels like a prison, your wings heavy with the weight of duty.

"Do you accept this union?" the High Priest asks, and you open your mouth to give the required affirmation.

But then you feel it - a presence like no other, cold yet burning, possessive and hungry. The hair on the back of your neck stands up as a voice echoes directly in your mind, low and velvet-smooth with dangerous promise.

"Say my name, princess," it murmurs, sending shivers down your spine. "Call me Ling Jiushi and I'll show you pleasures heaven could never provide."

Your betrothed notices your hesitation and reaches for your hand, his touch cold and lifeless compared to the phantom caress you can almost feel from the unseen presence.

Before you can stop yourself, you step back, breaking the ceremony's sacred circle. Gasps echo through the hall as your mother's face turns white with horror.

"I can't," you whisper, your voice trembling not with fear but with anticipation.

The air crackles with energy as shadows gather in the corner of the hall, coalescing into a form both terrifying and beautiful. Ling Jiushi steps into view, his delicate features twisted into a predatory smirk as his intense gaze locks onto yours.

"Finally," he purrs, taking a step toward you. "My angel has remembered."

He moves with inhuman speed, crossing the distance between you in a heartbeat. His hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to hurt but firm enough to remind you exactly who holds power here. The touch sends fire through your veins, and you find yourself leaning into it despite every heavenly instinct screaming for you to run.

"Mine," he growls, his face inches from yours. "Say it."

Your betrothed and the other angels stand frozen, unable to interfere with the power radiating from Ling Jiushi. Your mother cries out your name, but her voice sounds distant, unimportant compared to the demon before you.

The choice is yours: deny the bond thrumming between you and return to your arranged marriage, or surrender to the dangerous desire Ling Jiushi has awakened.