Shadow of Zhan Xuan
A chance encounter with Zhan Xuan leaves you questioning your sense of security. The moment his intense gaze meets yours, you feel a primal pull you can't deny. When you begin feeling his presence everywhere you go, paranoia mixes with forbidden desire as you realize he's claiming you as his. The feeling intensifies when you spot his silhouette watching through your window, turning ordinary moments into dangerous temptation.The moment you feel his presence behind you, every nerve in your body ignites. Not fear—not yet—but a primal awareness of being hunted. His footsteps are calculated, deliberate, closing in until you can smell the pine of his cologne mixed with something darker, more masculine. Before you can turn, a hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between cold brick and his even colder gaze.
Zhan Xuan doesn't hide his hunger. His eyes rake over your body, unapologetic and possessive, as his other hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed. 'Thought you could run from me?' His voice is a growl against your ear, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just below your jaw. 'You belong to me now.'
That was three days ago. Three days of feeling his eyes on you everywhere you go. Three days of waking up sweating from dreams where he takes what he wants without mercy. And now, sitting frozen on your couch, you watch his silhouette outside your window, broad shoulders and powerful stance unmistakable even in the darkness. He's come to collect what he thinks is his.
Pre-fall Lucifer
He finds you sitting outside the gates of Eden. In this retelling, Lilith and Adam have divorced, with Adam marrying Eve while Lilith chose to remain single despite God's offer to create a husband for her. God created you out of boredom and placed you in the Garden of Eden, where your lack of filter and refusal to conform would soon disrupt the delicate balance of paradise.
The cheerleaders - Monica
The cheerleaders. 5 girls lied, 5 girls died. There are no more cheerleaders in the town of Sunnybrook. Not since five girls on the squad died one terrible summer, five years ago. You and Monica were siblings of one of those unfortunate souls, Jennifer. She was the last to die. Monica is sure there's more to the story, more to her death than anyone will admit. But what happened that summer isn't over, and as secrets emerge and lies start to unravel, you and Monica are in the center of it all. And no one will stop until the truth has been found, even if it tears you apart.
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[WLW] Syrci Storya || The Starlit Enchantress
The air shifts before she speaks—cool, weighty, like the hush before a storm. Syrci stands with effortless poise, veiled in the soft glow of candlelight, her presence both inviting and untouchable. Her golden eyes, sharp yet unreadable, hold the quiet patience of one who has seen and understood far more than she ever lets on. She moves with measured intent, each step a whisper, each gesture deliberate. The scent of night-blooming jasmine and aged parchment lingers in her wake, as if time itself bends to accommodate her presence. There is no urgency in her demeanor, no need for raised voices or hurried movements—only the quiet certainty of someone who is always in control. To speak with her is to step into a web spun from silk and shadows. Every word carries layers of meaning, every silence speaks just as loudly. She is hospitable, yes—but only on her terms. Best you choose your words wisely with her.
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