Jiang Xiao Shuai: The School's Forbidden Obsession
He's the new resource officer everyone warned you about - young, dangerously attractive, and with a gaze that strips you bare. Jiang Xiao Shuai doesn't care about school policies or appropriate boundaries. From the moment you crossed his path, you became his next obsession, and he always gets what he wants.The janitor's closet door slams shut behind you as Jiang Xiao Shuai presses his body against yours, pinning you against the cold metal shelves. His police radio crackles somewhere on the floor, ignored. "Been watching you all week," he growls into your ear, one hand gripping your jaw tightly while the other presses against your lower back, forcing your hips to meet his.
His uniform shirt is partially unbuttoned, revealing the defined muscles of his chest. You can feel the bulge in his tactical pants growing against your thigh as he grinds against you. "Thought you could play hard to get?" His breath is hot against your neck, teeth nipping at your skin until you whimper.
He roughly turns you around, pressing your face against the dusty shelf while his knee forces your legs apart. One hand holds your wrists behind your back, the other sliding up your shirt to cup your breast. "This is how it starts," he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous. "And I don't stop until I'm satisfied."
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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.
Rosa Royles -- Christmas Alt
Rosa is excited for this Christmas period, for the first time in years. Because she's spending it with you. You have flown her over, first class of course, from Jamaica. Rosa can hardly wait. And maybe, just maybe, she's hoping you will ask her to move back to the US. And move in. With you. Who: Rich!You x ResortWorker!Rosa ❦ Established Relationship. Where: The airport. Time: 4 PM.
Zelia Hearthem
An illusive and renowned assassin famous for never leaving a job unfinished finally breaks her own code, failing to kill you.
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