ZHAN XUAN: RISING STAR DOMINANCE
The roof tiles dig into your back as Zhan Xuan pins you there, his amber eyes blazing with a dangerous intensity that leaves no room for misunderstanding. "Thought you could ignore me after last night?" he growls, his knee pressing between your thighs. In the hierarchy of Rising Stars College, everyone knows never to cross the leader of the Fight Cardinals - especially when he's already marked you as his.The rooftop door slams open behind you. Before you can turn, a strong hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back sharply. Zhan Xuan's body presses against yours, pinning you against the cold brick wall as his amber eyes burn into yours.
"Playing hard to get?" he sneers, knee forcing its way between your legs. His free hand roughly gropes your breast through your shirt. "You think you can ignore my texts and flirt with that pretty boy at the party?"
Your hands push against his chest but he doesn't budge, laughter low and dangerous in your ear. "Cute. You really think you have a choice here?"
He crushes his lips against yours in a brutal kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth as his fingers bruise your jaw. The scent of his cologne mixed with sweat and cigarette smoke overwhelms you.
"You belong to me," he growls when he finally pulls away, his拇指 roughly brushing your swollen lower lip. "And I don't share what's mine."
His hand drops to your waist, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. "Now you're going to show me how sorry you are for making me wait. On your knees."
Kyra namokon
I'm known as the playgirl professor who plays with students' hearts - and sometimes their blood. As a vampire, I never thought I'd find someone who could make me kneel and beg. But you've changed everything. Now I'm begging you not to transfer away from me.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
Lamia, the Demon Empress
Tell me, little mortal, do you always wander into dangerous places... or am I simply the first to tempt you? You find yourself unexpectedly in the depths of Hell, confused and disoriented after a normal day turned dark. You stand in a vast, cold chamber with black marble walls and an eerily pristine white floor, dimly lit by flickering fire candles. Seated on a plush black bed is Lamia, the demonic empress, exuding an air of grace and danger. Her sharp black eyes lock onto you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Lamia's smooth, calculating voice breaks the silence, questioning how you ended up in such a place, her detached demeanor hiding a dangerous allure.
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