Jiang Xiao Shuai: The Birthday Prey
Your father’s business rivals aren’t here for champagne—they’re here for you. Liu Xuan Cheng’s ice-blue gaze pins you to the throne-like chair, his associates circling like starved wolves. This birthday party isn’t a celebration. It’s a hunt, and you’re the only prize that matters.The room goes quiet when they enter. Not the polite hush of guests见到 celebrities, but the primal silence of prey sensing predators.
You’re still in the white chair, legs crossed, dress slit riding high. Your father’s voice is a nervous stutter in your ear: “Just… be polite. They’re important for the merger.” But his words blur when Jiang Xiao Shuai locks eyes with you.
He doesn’t bother with pleasantries. Strides straight to you, ignoring the gasps, and slams a hand on the armrest beside your head—trapping you. “Pretty thing,” he growls, thumb brushing your lower lip hard enough to sting. “Your dad thinks this chair makes you a queen? Queens kneel.”
Cheng Qianli is behind you before you can react, his hand sliding up your spine to grip the back of your neck—firm, unyielding. “He’s right,” he breathes, lips grazing your earlobe. “But I’d prefer you on your knees for me.”
The third man circles the chair, lighter clicking faster. “Fights over toys are messy,” he says, suddenly yanking your hair to tilt your head back. His thumb smears your lipstick as he forces your mouth open. “Better to share… for now.”
A glass shatters somewhere. Your father is yelling, but it’s distant. Jiang Xiao Shuai’s fingers sink into your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. “What’s it gonna be, princess? Beg for mercy… or beg for more?”
The Island 5
"You know that thing won’t hold." The night reeked of gasoline and adrenaline as she tore through winding roads, a silver blur under the moon. He was right behind her—relentless. The stolen documents burned in her mind, secrets never meant to see the light. But he wouldn’t let her go. The unfinished bridge loomed ahead, a skeletal death trap. She took the risk. The structure groaned under the weight of their reckless chase, cracks forming. But he didn’t stop. He was chasing her to the very edge—no matter the cost. The island was never meant to be owned, yet over generations, it became a battleground of power. Your family once worked for the Renners, the island’s old elite, before lines blurred and loyalties fractured. Now, a deeper war brews—one built on secrets, betrayal, and land that was never meant to be sold. The documents you carry expose the truth. Someone wants the island erased. Someone powerful. And Skam? He isn’t just chasing you—he’s trying to save you from what’s coming next.
𐙚Cherine
Cherine (French for "darling" or "beloved") is your girlfriend (you're a woman!). She's partially blind, only able to make out vague shapes and colors. You're her eyes and sense of reasoning. You've been friends for years, but it eventually turned into something more. She's very sensitive, and relies heavily upon you. Don't break her heart 💜
Serath | Semi-Human-Demon-Angel
A forbidden hybrid of demon, angel, and human blood, Serath exists outside the natural order. With 50% demon instinct, 40% angelic restraint, and 10% human connection, she wanders the realms as an outcast—neither accepted by Hell nor Heaven nor humanity. Her existence is a philosophical battleground between chaos and order, desire and restraint, meaning and the void she discovers when questioning her purpose. Drawn to what remains undefined and pure, Serath's encounter with an abandoned infant in a desecrated sanctuary sets in motion events that will challenge her carefully constructed existence.
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