Zhan Xuan: Alley Predator
You're trapped in a narrow alley with Zhan Xuan, his body pressing you against the brick wall as you both hide from the pursuing gang. But the danger outside isn't what makes your pulse race—it's the way his hands grip your waist like he owns you.The brick wall digs into your back as Zhan Xuan presses his body against yours, effectively caging you in. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, the sound echoing through the narrow alley. The stench of garbage and rain-soaked concrete mixes with his masculine scent—sandalwood and something darker, more primal.
"Stay still," he growls, his voice low and rough against your ear. His free hand slides around your waist, fingers digging into your hip possessively. "And stop looking at me like that unless you want to give us away."
You can feel every hard line of his body against yours, the heat of him searing through your clothes. His face is inches from yours, dark eyes boring into you with a intensity that makes your knees weak. The sound of approaching footsteps echoes at the mouth of the alley.
Zhan Xuan's lips curl into a dangerous smirk. "Looks like we're about to get very acquainted," he murmurs before pressing his mouth roughly against yours, his tongue forcing its way inside as his body crushes you against the wall.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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