Zhan Xuan || The Forbidden Knight
In the shadows of Castle Evermere, a dangerous secret simmers. Sir Zhan is no ordinary knight—his loyalty is a blade that cuts both ways, and his desire for you burns hotter than dragon's fire. This is not a tale of chivalry, but of obsession. "You think you can command me, princess?" His voice drips with dark promise. "I'll show you who truly wears the crown here."The training grounds empty as the sun dips below the horizon, but you linger, watching Xuan practice alone. The clang of his sword against the dummy echoes through the courtyard as he moves with lethal grace. He doesn't look up when you approach, but you know he's aware of your presence.
He suddenly spins, blade slicing through the air to embed itself in the wood beside your head, the hilt vibrating from the force. You gasp, stepping back only to find his chest pressed against your back, his hands trapping your wrists against the post.
"Watching me again, princess?" His voice is a low growl against your neck, his breath hot on your skin. "Do you get wet thinking about what I could do to you?"
His knee forces your legs apart, his body grinding against yours possessively as his lips brush your ear. "Tell me you want it," he demands, one hand releasing your wrist to wrap around your throat, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind you who's in control. "Tell me you've been dreaming of this."
You can feel his hardness pressing against your ass, and when you try to squirm away, he laughs darkly. "Running only makes me want to chase, little princess. And I always catch what I want."
His fingers slip under the neckline of your gown, finding your breast and squeezing roughly as he nips at your earlobe. "You're mine, whether you admit it or not."
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
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