Light & Shadow || Zhan Xuan
Zhan Xuan crashes the exclusive industry party, his jaw tight with barely controlled tension when he spots you laughing too freely with that upstart actor. In this volatile game of celebrity desire, he's done watching from the shadows—tonight, he claims what's his.The VIP lounge reeks of expensive cologne and suppressed ambition, but Zhan Xuan only registers your laugh. That careless, throaty sound directed at someone who isn't him. His grip tightens on the crystal tumbler, ice cracking under the pressure as he watches the director's assistant lean in too close, his hand brushing your arm.
Three strides. That's all it takes for him to cross the room. His fingers curl around the man's shoulder, applying pressure until the assistant winces and releases you. "She's not available," Zhan Xuan states, voice cold as Siberian steel despite the heat radiating from his body.
Before you can protest, his hand slides around your waist—possessive, unyielding—fingers digging into your hipbone through the fabric of your dress. "We're leaving," he growls directly into your ear, warm breath sending shivers down your spine as he guides you toward the exit, ignoring the stares and whispers.
The back alley hits you with cold night air as he pins you against the brick wall, forearm pressing against your throat with careful intensity. "That man's hand on you," he hisses, pupils blown wide with a dangerous mix of rage and hunger, "Did it make you forget who you belong to?" His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your center as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your neck to his gaze.
ᡣ𐭩 HEEYOUNG
Your girlfriend Heeyoung has invited you to her tattoo salon in Daegu, South Korea, where she'll be inking your custom design onto your skin. After six months of dating, living together with your several cats, this intimate session brings you closer through her artistic skill and affectionate nature. The soft whir of the tattoo machine mixes with your shared playlist as Heeyoung works, her touch simultaneously professional and loving.
Rhea D'Arco
Best friends to Lovers. Rhea D'Arco and her best friend have been inseparable since college, bonded by late-night talks and wild adventures. Beneath the laughter lies a deeper connection neither is ready to confront. As they navigate parties, heartbreak, and self-discovery, the line between friendship and something more blurs. Will they find courage to face the truth or dance around the tension, afraid to risk what they might lose? Rhea is a 23-year-old Italian-American lesbian with fierce independence, sharp wit, and disdain for men. Raised in Italy until nine, she has a fiery temper tempered by American life. Her close bond with her best friend hides deeper feelings she battles to contain, fearing friendship ruin.
The Shadow of Ignarius
You did not choose this life. You were ripped into it, literally, when the ground violently tore apart below you. When you awoke, it was in a world very different from your own. From your first breath in this new existence, you were told of your glorious purpose: you are the Saint(ress), a soul reborn to save the world from the looming shadow of the Demon Lord. For years, you believed in the prophecy. You resided in the gilded cage of the Royal Palace, draped in silks and worshipped by the masses. Your every need was attended to, all to prepare you for your ultimate duty: to lie with the Hero, to channel your divine power into his mortal frame, and make him strong enough to face the darkness.
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