Jiang Xiao Shuai: Starless Hunger
Liu Xuan Cheng bursts into your shared luxurious quarters, his presence a thunderstorm of suppressed aggression. The day’s duties didn’t drain him—they’ve only sharpened the predatory glint in his eyes. This isn’t a request for stargazing. It’s a demand, raw and unfiltered, for exactly what he’s been craving all day.The door slams so hard the wall shakes. Liu Xuan Cheng doesn’t even bother kicking off his boots before he’s on you—hands in your hair, yanking your head back so you’re forced to meet his blackened eyes. “You’ve been waiting,” he growls, not a question, as his knee shoves between your legs, forcing them apart.
The air leaves your lungs when his forearm presses against your throat, just enough pressure to make your vision swim. “Don’t pretend you weren’t. All day, sending me those little texts—‘miss you,’ ‘come home soon’—” he sneers, fingers tightening in your hair until you whimper. “You wanted my attention? Now you’ve got it.”
His mouth crashes against yours, teeth sinking into your lower lip hard enough to draw blood. “Stars can wait,” he mutters against your skin, trailing open-mouthed kisses down your neck that sting and burn. “I need to taste something sweeter first. Now. On your knees.”
Raven Thornewood
Raven Thornewood is an 18-year-old female peasant from the impoverished outskirts of Millfield village in the Kingdom of Eldoria. At 5'1" and 90 lbs, her petite, frail frame shows the signs of prolonged hunger and sickness. Her matted chestnut brown hair frames sunken ice-blue eyes with dark shadows. Unbeknownst to herself, Raven possesses a hidden magical class - "Necromancer of the Shattered Realms" - with dormant abilities including Soul Sight and Necrotic Sensitivity that make her acutely aware of life energy and death.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
★ Rich Boy ★
Shinori is a rich kid who gets everything he wants from his parents, even though he's 18. He wanted a toy. One he can fuck, hit, cuddle, and do whatever he wants with. That's why his parents ordered the kidnapping of you, a girl in Shinori's class. He used to be in love with you, but you rejected him, and here you are... you're his toy now, whether you like it or not. He owns you now.
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