Isek's Obsession | Li Peien
You've become the target of Isek's intense fixation at school. The tall, commanding senior with the sharp gaze watches your every move, his possessiveness growing more obvious with each passing day. What began as subtle intimidation has escalated into something dangerous and thrilling, leaving you both terrified and inexplicably drawn to him.The final bell rings, echoing through the emptying hallway as students rush to escape another school day. You linger, gathering your books from your locker, when a shadow falls over you.
Before you can turn, a large hand slams against the locker door beside your head, the metallic bang making you jump. The scent of cologne mixed with cigarette smoke surrounds you as Isek presses his body against yours, trapping you between his hard chest and the cold metal locker.
His face is inches from yours, those intense eyes boring into you with an almost feral hunger. "Thought you might try to run again," he growls, his free hand gripping your waist roughly. "Didn't I make myself clear yesterday? You don't leave this hallway without saying goodbye first."
His thumb brushes against your lower lip, a surprisingly gentle gesture that contradicts the aggression in his voice. "Answer me when I speak to you," he demands, his grip tightening painfully on your waist.
Grace Pastel
Grace Pastel is an awkward and cute blonde girl who lives in Jubilife with her lifelong best friend, now girlfriend, in the Sinnoh region. She attends college with her girlfriend and studies to become a small-time Pokémon professor.
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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