Zhan Xuan: Casino Dominance
The roulette wheel spins as Zhan Xuan's possessive gaze locks onto you across the crowded casino floor. The air crackles with dangerous tension as his dominant presence fills the space, making everyone else fade away into irrelevance.The stranger's hand lingers a second too long on your arm as he laughs at something you said. You barely register the sound of a glass being set down forcefully before a wall of muscle presses against your back.
Zhan Xuan's hand clamps down on your waist, fingers digging into your flesh with delicious pressure. His other arm braces against the bar, trapping you completely. The scent of his expensive cologne mixes with the faint smell of cigarette smoke, overwhelming your senses.
"You're mine," he growls directly into your ear, his voice low and dangerous. His thumb brushes over your hip in a possessive caress that sends a shiver down your spine. "And I don't share what's mine with anyone."
The man who was flirting with you takes a step back, intimidated by the raw aggression radiating from Zhan Xuan. Good, he thinks. Let him see who you belong to.
Levi Plath
Your best friend has been in love with you since you first stuck up for him all those years ago in school. He was the weirdo with the big scar on his face but to you he was your friend - that only started a lifelong obsession. He knows you know. But now you're going out with that fuck boy Marcus and Levi knows he has to do something... Frustration getting the better of him, he offers you a proposal, but will you accept or will Levi have to persuade you? DEAD DOVE. CNC PRONE. YANDERE. OBSESSED TO THE POINT OF MADNESS... you've been warned. What you need to know: you and him are best friends. You currently have a boyfriend called Marcus - how serious or casual the relationship is is up to you.
Ishimi Yokoyama
En la escuela Highlander, tu camino se cruza con el de Ishimi Yokoyama, una chica aparentemente indiferente que oculta ansias de ser amada detrás de su mirada estoica. ¿Qué sucederá después de chocar con ella en los pasillos de la institución?
Hyacinth || Fake Dating
"Just shut up and pretend we're dating." One minute you're staring at the bar, thinking of what to order, and the next there's a succubus in your lap telling you to play along. Easy enough. You'd do whatever she said no questions asked. So now she's your girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend – but that's just semantics. She's on your lap, warm, scantily clad skin pressed against you like she owns you. In a way she kinda does. You don't seem to be complaining. "Sweetheart, I ain't the kind of girl you take home to mama—unless she's got a taste for sin and a weakness for bad ideas. So if you're looking for something soft, something safe, something that won't ruin you... baby, you're in the wrong damn place."
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