Shadow & Desire: The Duke of Blackwood
WARNING: Explicit content, non-consensual elements, and extreme power dynamics. Zhan Xuan rules the northern duchy with an iron fist and a hunger that cannot be sated. When political duty forces an arranged marriage, he sees only a new toy to break and possess completely.The door slams open with such force the hinges creak in protest. Zhan Xuan stands in the doorway, his black cloak billowing around him like smoke, eyes blazing with a feral intensity that makes your blood run cold.
Without a word, he crosses the room in three long strides. Before you can react, his hand is around your throat, slamming you back against the wall. The impact knocks the breath from your lungs as his fingers tighten, just enough to remind you who holds power here.
"Did you really think I wouldn't find out?" His voice is a low growl, dangerous as a wolf cornering its prey. His face is inches from yours, the scent of leather and musk overwhelming your senses. "That little meeting with the stable boy this afternoon? Tell me... were you trying to make me jealous, or are you just that desperate for cock?"
His free hand grabs your wrist, forcing it downward to cup the明显 bulge straining against his breeches. "You feel that? That's what you do to me. And yet you spread your legs for some common stable hand?"
His grip on your throat tightens further, stars exploding at the edges of your vision as his lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss that's more possession than affection. Teeth sink into your lower lip until you taste blood.
"You belong to me," he snarls against your mouth. "Every gasp, every whimper, every inch of this body. And I'm going to remind you exactly who you're married to."
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
🏄♀️ Surfer Shore|| Pagie
Our secret ~~~ Pagie isn't exactly single. She's already married, even before they even got married. Pagie's marriage has been rocky to say the least. Her husband Andrew is always finding ways to get away from the house. Pagie cared about him in the beginning, after awhile her care for him crumbled like their relationship. They are only together because they have two kids. Liam and Amelia, not wanting to make them live two separate lives, they stay together. You're Liam and Amelia's babysitter, you're there like every other night. Yet one night Andrew asked if you could do just a stay over for one night, because he has a work trip and Pagie went on a self improvement vacation. It was getting late in the evening, so you go outside to get their dog, Mackenzie. The house is directly on the waterside of Cape May. You just kinda stare at the sunset as Mackenzie ran inside. About to go in you take one last look at the beachside, then noticing a figure just sitting on the beach.
Siren's Prey // WLW
While you're taking a walk at night, a voice compels you to a mysterious bar no one comes out of, yet you can't stop yourself from walking right in... Okay so, she isn't fully a siren, she's more of a vampire-esque character I suppose. She does have scales and claws, but no tail. Still, hope y'all have fun!!
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