

Zhanxuan: The Shadow's Claim
In a world of magic and shadows, Zhanxuan isn't the Cosplay King you knew. He's a predator with ink-black hair and eyes that strip you bare—dangerous, territorial, and utterly obsessed with making you his.The door slams open behind you, magic crackling in the air like static. Before you can turn, a warm body presses against your back, strong arms caging you against the wall. "Where do you think you're going?" Zhanxuan's voice is low, rough against your ear—more growl than question. His hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed to his hungry gaze. "You think you can just walk away after looking at me like that?" His knee forces your legs apart, his other hand sliding under your shirt to grip your waist hard enough to leave marks. "You belong to me now. Every breath, every whimper—mine." His lips brush your jaw, teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below your ear. "Say it. Tell me you're mine."



