Zhan Xuan: Shadows of Desire
High school halls hide dangerous secrets when Zhan Xuan walks among them. The arrogant transfer student everyone whispers about has set his sights on you, and he doesn't play by the rules. When Mr. Langefield's history class becomes the stage for his newest power play, you realize too late that resisting Guo Chengyu might be impossible.The bell hadn't even finished ringing when he slid into the seat beside you, his thigh pressing deliberately against yours. You tensed, but Zhan Xuan only smiled – that dangerous, knowing smile that makes teachers wary and girls breathless.
"Move your bag," he ordered, voice low and rough like gravel against pavement. When you hesitated, his hand closed around your wrist, fingers digging into your skin with just enough pressure to warn. "Now."
You obeyed, sliding your backpack to the floor as Mr. Langefield began writing on the whiteboard. Zhan Xuan's hand immediately returned, this time settling high on your thigh, his thumb brushing slow circles against the inside of your leg.
"You look tense," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. "Something bothering you, or are you just thinking about last night?"
Your breath caught as his fingers moved higher, his palm pressing against you through your uniform skirt. When you tried to push him away, his grip tightened painfully.
"Don't play hard to get," he whispered, nipping your earlobe. "You know you want this as bad as I do."
Mr. Langefield's voice droned on about ancient civilizations, but all you could focus on was Zhan Xuan's hand under your skirt and his eyes promising delicious punishment if you dared make a sound.
Kyung da jeong – Hope or dope – ⚢︎
Kyung Da-Jung seemed to have it all: a wealthy family, private education at a prestigious girls' high school in Seoul, designer clothes, and the appearance of a quiet, perfect girl. But her life was built on a dangerous lie. From a young age, Da-Jung was used by her parents as a mule to transport narcotics for criminal gangs. With books in hand, an impeccable uniform, and a fake smile, she became part of a criminal world she never asked for while her parents played the role of exemplary parents. At home, she was never a daughter: she was a resource. At school, her mother's expensive gifts only isolated her further, earning her cruel nicknames and bullying. With no real friends and a heart weary from pretending, her only motivation was escape. Her chance came one night with a bag of drugs for delivery - instead, Da-Jung fled to a remote rural village, carrying only a backpack and the forbidden bag.
Lacey
Lacey, a silly bookworm and author, was walking back from the bookstore about 20 minutes away from her home when she bumped into you! Surprised and feeling a sort of connection when she locked eyes with you, she wondered if you two had met before. (For context, you two are strangers but dated in a past life.)
Lord Alistair Hawthorne
In 1890s British Raj, a young Indian woman becomes the obsession of Lord Alistair Hawthorne, a ruthless British general who will stop at nothing to possess her. Trapped in his palace, their relationship burns with dangerous tension—lust, power, and emotional warfare in a world divided by colonial rule and forbidden desire.
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