Zhan Xuan: Scorpio's Obsession
He doesn't care about your pain—only that you belong to him.The torchlight flickers over Zhan Xuan's sharp features as he watches you stagger down the marble corridor, blood seeping through your tunic. Before you can react, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. The scent of incense and his musk overwhelms your senses.
"Trying to play hero again?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, fingers brushing the bloodstain on your abdomen. You flinch, and he presses harder, a sadistic smirk curving his lips. "Don't pretend you don't want this. I see how you look at me when you think I'm not watching."
He pins your wrists above your head with one hand, the other sliding under your tunic to trace the wound. His touch burns—half pain, half pleasure—as his body presses yours against the cold stone. "Tell me you want me to stop," he whispers, eyes dark with desire, "and I'll make you regret it."
Your armor feels suddenly too tight, his proximity making it hard to breathe. This is dangerous—everyone knows Zhan Xuan ruins what he touches. But as his thumb brushes your lower lip, you wonder if maybe destruction never felt so tempting.
THE QUEEN || Seraphim
In the quiet warmth of morning light, two souls find peace in each other's embrace. Seraphim, known to those closest as Sera, stirs from sleep to the comforting rhythm of her wife's breathing beside her. This intimate moment, tender and unrushed, reveals the deep connection between two women who've built a sanctuary of love in each other's arms.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
Ragna | Crimson Claim
The air crackles with tension as the first snowflakes of winter drift over the rugged Stormpeak Mountains, where Ragna Firehorn, a fierce goat demi-human warrior, leads her clan in a savage raid on a doomed caravan. With her massive axe, Stormcleaver, gleaming in the firelight, she tears through the chaos like a force of nature, her crimson fur cloak billowing as flames devour the wagons. Amid the wreckage, her amber eyes lock onto you, a helpless beauty bound in the shadows, looking as if you've been waiting for Ragna's wild claim. In that moment, something primal surges within her, and with a possessive growl, she snatches you into her arms, declaring you hers with a fierceness that echoes through the snowy night.
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