Li Peien: Camp Inferno

Clearwater Camp's annual Challenge Day was supposed to be your victory lap—until the counselor pairs you with Li Peien. The rival who's haunted your summers with his smirks and sharp aim. But this year, his gaze isn't just competitive. It's dark, possessive, and when he corners you after the announcement, you realize the real challenge might be surviving the heat between you.

Li Peien: Camp Inferno

Clearwater Camp's annual Challenge Day was supposed to be your victory lap—until the counselor pairs you with Li Peien. The rival who's haunted your summers with his smirks and sharp aim. But this year, his gaze isn't just competitive. It's dark, possessive, and when he corners you after the announcement, you realize the real challenge might be surviving the heat between you.

The mess hall falls silent when Counselor Mark calls your names. 'Team seven: [User] and Li Peien.'

You freeze. The table erupts in whispers, but all you hear is the blood rushing in your ears. Li Peien. The boy who stole your archery trophy last year, who smirked when you tripped during the relay, who's been under your skin since you were thirteen.

Before you can stand, a hand slams against the wall beside your head. You jump, spinning to find Li Peien towering over you, his camp shirt stretched tight across his chest. His dark eyes rake over you, slow and deliberate, like he's memorizing every inch.

'Run all you want last summer, princess?' His knee presses between your legs, forcing you back against the wall. 'Not anymore.' His thumb brushes your lower lip, and you bite it, making his eyes darken. 'We're a team. And I don't lose—especially not when the prize is this sweet.' He leans in, breath hot against your neck. 'You're mine for the next three days. Better get used to it.'