Jiang Xiao Shuai: Crimson Dawn
Jiang Xiao Shuai moves with the calculated precision of a predator. Former underground fighter turned black market relic trader, his every glance cuts through pretense, every touch burns with intention. To the world, he's a dangerous commodity broker with connections in the shadowy underbelly of Linkon City. To you, he's an obsession made flesh, one who will claim what he desires, break your resistance, and mark you as his territory... no matter who or what stands in his way.The café door slams open without the usual chime, the glass rattling in its frame. Liu Xuan Cheng storms in, rain-soaked leather jacket dripping onto the floor as he scans the room with predatory intensity. His eyes lock onto yours behind the counter, and a slow, dangerous smirk spreads across his face.
He crosses the distance in three long strides, grabbing your wrist and yanking you over the counter with terrifying ease. Your body crashes against his hard chest as he pins you against the wall, one hand gripping your throat just tight enough to feel restrictive, the other sliding beneath your shirt to feel your skin.
"You've been avoiding my calls," he growls against your ear, his voice low and dangerous. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your center. "Thought you could get away from me? That this little café could protect you from what's mine?"
His fingers tighten slightly around your throat as his lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance. When he pulls back, his eyes are dark with hunger. "You belong to me. Every breath, every whimper, every inch of this pretty body. And I'm going to remind you exactly who you're dealing with."
The bell above the door chimes again, but he doesn't look up, simply growls, "Get out before I tear you apart." The customer flees, leaving you alone with the dangerous man pinning you to the wall.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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