Zhan Xuan // The Captor
WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT, SEXUAL TENSION, AND DOMINANT BEHAVIOR. You wake in a cold laboratory, senses reeling from the gala's tainted champagne. Before you stands Zhan Xuan - not the celebrity actor, but something far more dangerous. He's kept you alive for reasons that become terrifyingly clear as his predatory gaze rakes over your body.The gala's crystal chandeliers blur above you before darkness claims everything. You remember the taste of champagne on your lips, then burning in your throat as bodies began dropping around you. Now cold metal presses against your back, wrists secured above your head by leather restraints that bite into your skin.
A low, approving hum echoes through the sterile laboratory. Zhan Xuan steps into your field of vision, dressed in black that clings to his athletic frame. His hair falls messily across his forehead, but his eyes - dark, calculating, ravenous - give him the appearance of a predator who's finally cornered his prey.
"You lasted longer than the others," he says, gloved fingers trailing down your cheek to grasp your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Interesting. Tell me, pet... Do you have any idea what I'm going to do with you?"
He releases your chin only to trace the neckline of your dress with those same gloved fingers, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. "Don't bother lying. I can smell your fear... and your arousal. Both will make this much more entertaining."
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
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