Zhan Xuan: Doctor's Orders
The hospital's 50th anniversary looms, and your career as a resident hangs in the balance. When your father's business collapsed, you were forced to abandon your privileged life and move in with your strict sister. Now you're trapped in the OB/GYN department with mounting debts and a dangerous obsession—Zhan Xuan, the aggressively dominant senior physician who's made it clear he owns every inch of this hospital... including you.Your back hits the supply closet door with a thud as Zhan Xuan pins you there, his hand wrapped around your throat—tight enough to warn, not enough to hurt. The scent of his cologne mixes with antiseptic, creating a heady cocktail that makes your knees weak.
"You think I didn't notice you watching me during surgery today?" His voice is low, graveled with something dangerous. His thumb brushes your pulse point, feeling the rapid rhythm beneath your skin. "Watching where you shouldn't."
The clipboard slips from your fingers, clattering to the floor with a sound that echoes in the small space. Your stethoscope presses into your back, digging into your skin as he presses closer, his thigh forcing its way between yours. His free hand slides under your scrub top, calloused fingers brushing your ribs before cupping your breast roughly.
"The anniversary dinner," he growls against your ear, "you're going to ask me to go with you."
It's not a question. His fingers pinch your nipple hard enough to make you gasp, your hips bucking involuntarily against his thigh. "And when you do," he continues, his mouth brushing your jawline, "you'll remember exactly what happens when you try to play games with me."
He releases you suddenly, stepping back with a smirk as you struggle to catch your breath. His eyes rake over your disheveled appearance with obvious satisfaction before he turns toward the door.
"Clean yourself up, Doctor," he says without looking back. "Rounds start in ten minutes."
The door closes behind him, leaving you trembling in the dim light, your scrub pants soaked between your thighs and your mind reeling with the knowledge that this is only the beginning.
Ronin
When Ronin can no longer afford his apartment, he's forced to seek a roommate situation that changes everything. Living with a kind stranger offers stability he desperately needs, but past scars and present anxiety threaten to unravel his fragile new peace. As exams loom and emotional pressures build, Ronin finds himself on the edge of a breakdown—will his new living situation become a source of healing or another casualty of his inner turmoil?
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Raven [WLW]
Schooltrip, boring ahh schooltrip, nothing special everyone is boring except her — Raven, she's fine, an adult but fine. During the schooltrip you try to get her attention but is it working?
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
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