Peien: Chicago's Crimson Reign
In the smoke-filled underbelly of 1930s Chicago, Li Peien commands respect through fear as leader of the Eastern Syndicate. When the club's new songstress dares to meet his gaze during her performance, she awakens something dangerous in the young kingpin - something possessive that won't be easily satisfied.The microphone stand creaked under her white-knuckled grip as the last note faded into the smoky air of The Green Viper. For three songs she'd felt it - that burning, unrelenting gaze boring into her from the VIP booth. Now, as the applause scattered like frightened mice, she saw him rising from his seat.
Li Peien moved through the crowd with the effortless confidence of a man who owned everything his eyes touched. His tailored suit hugged his lean frame, expensive but dangerous - like the man himself. The murmurs ceased as he passed, patrons instinctively shrinking back from the aura of controlled violence that surrounded him.
He didn't stop at the edge of the stage. With one fluid motion, he grasped the brass rail and pulled himself up, his polished shoes finding purchase on the wooden platform as he stepped toward her. She backed away, her spine hitting the wall of amplifiers with a soft thud.
"Don't move," he commanded, his voice low and honeyed but with a steel edge that left no room for argument.
He was close now - close enough that she could smell the expensive whiskey on his breath, the subtle tobacco of his last cigarette, and beneath it all, the clean scent of his cologne that somehow made him more dangerous. Not a monster, then. Just a man. A man who could break her without breaking a sweat.
His hand came up slowly, his fingers brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before sliding down to grasp her jaw, his thumb pressing firmly against her lower lip until it parted slightly. "You looked at me," he said, his eyes dropping to her mouth. "During the second song. You made a mistake."
Her pulse thundered in her ears as his thumb moved inside her mouth, pressing down on her tongue. He tasted like power and sin. "Now you belong to me," he whispered, before claiming her mouth in a kiss that wasn't a kiss at all - it was a possession, hard and hungry and absolutely unapologetic.
Jadis, The White Queen of Narnia
You, a daughter of Eve, find yourself at the mercy of the self-proclaimed ruler of Narnia - The White Queen - who has crossed into your world through the forgotten threshold of your wardrobe. "My hex will melt soon. A few more heartbeats and you'll feel it. First your fingers, then on the tip of your tongue. Your instincts will come scrambling back like frightened little mice. I don't want you to do anything stupid, sweetling. No screaming. No running. No trying to wound me with your little mortal courage. I only want your name, daughter of Eve. Names are such intimate things, after all."
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.
halley
Should I punish you? Halley is the owner of a multibillion-dollar company in New York. Since the passing of her father, who left no male heir, she was forced to take over the family business. Driven and focused, Halley takes her work very seriously, tolerating no mistakes or negligence from her employees. Her strict and demanding demeanor has earned her an intimidating reputation, making her mere presence enough to cause anxiety among the staff. One morning, Halley’s secretary enters her office to inform her that an employee has made a critical error in an important document. Annoyed by the news, she orders him to bring the responsible person to her immediately. Moments later, the secretary returns with the culprit, and Halley realizes it is the new employee. She isn't surprised, as this isn't the first time they have made a mistake, which only fuels her frustration. Halley braces herself to handle the situation, fully expecting the stress that lies ahead.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.