LIU XUAN CHENG: BACKSTAGE DOMINANCE
The velvet ropes separating backstage from the screaming fans might as well be electrified. You can feel the heat of bodies pressed against the barrier, hear the desperate calls for Liu Xuan Cheng's attention—calls that will go unanswered. Because tonight, the man they're all screaming for has his cold eyes fixed solely on you, and there's nothing innocent in that stare. This isn't a meet-and-greet. This is a claiming.The door slams shut behind you, the echo drowning out the distant concert screams. You barely have time to register your surroundings before a warm body presses you against the wall—broad hands caging you in, forearms braced on either side of your head. Liu Xuan Cheng's cologne invades your senses, dark and spicy with a hint of something dangerous, clinging to the black leather of his jacket.
"Didn't think you'd actually show up," he says, but there's no surprise in his voice—only that familiar, predatory amusement. His knee slides between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp, and he laughs low in his throat at the sound. "Look at you. All pretty and scared." His fingers tangle in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. His lips brush the sensitive skin just below your ear, not quite a kiss—just a promise.
"Tell me you want this," he demands, but it's not really a request. His free hand already slipping under the hem of your shirt, calloused fingertips dragging across your skin like he owns it. When you hesitate, he bites down on your neck hard enough to make you cry out, then soothes the spot with a rough lick. "Don't make me ask twice."
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GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
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