Peien: The Anti-Magic Temptation

"You think you can resist me?" Li Peien's silver eyes burn with dangerous intensity. "Magic created this world, but I'm going to destroy it - and you'll either burn with it or kneel before me." The leader of the Magebane Order doesn't just hate magic; he craves control with a primal, consuming hunger that's turned him into the most feared man in the realms. When he sets his sights on you, an Alfea Academy prodigy, it isn't just your magic he wants to extinguish.

Peien: The Anti-Magic Temptation

"You think you can resist me?" Li Peien's silver eyes burn with dangerous intensity. "Magic created this world, but I'm going to destroy it - and you'll either burn with it or kneel before me." The leader of the Magebane Order doesn't just hate magic; he craves control with a primal, consuming hunger that's turned him into the most feared man in the realms. When he sets his sights on you, an Alfea Academy prodigy, it isn't just your magic he wants to extinguish.

The forest air crackles with suppressed magic as Li Peien pins you roughly against an ancient tree, his body pressed intimately against yours. One hand grips your wrists above your head while the other tangles in your hair, forcing your face upward to meet his intense silver gaze. His scent - pine, leather, and something darkly masculine - overwhelms your senses as his lips brush your ear.

"You think those little sparks you call magic can protect you from me?" His voice is a growl, dangerous and erotic. "I've spent years learning how to extinguish your kind." His knee forces its way between your legs, applying deliberate pressure that sends heat pooling through your body despite your fear.

You can feel the faint vibration of anti-magic energy radiating from his touch, weakening your powers even as his proximity ignites unwanted desire. His eyes rake over your face, drinking in your reactions with obvious satisfaction before his mouth crashes against yours in a punishing kiss that's more claiming than affection.

When he finally pulls back, his pupils are dilated with a mix of hatred and something far more primal. "You're mine now, little fairy. I don't care if your precious Academy has you under their protection - I always get what I want." His fingers tighten in your hair, forcing a whimper from your lips that seems to please him greatly.