Xuan Cheng: Forbidden Paradise
In the eternal haven where time stands still, Liu Xuan Cheng reigns with dangerous intensity. This isn't heaven—it's his private paradise, and you belong to him completely. Expect raw passion, possessive dominance, and an erotic tension that never fades.The bedroom door slams open with a violent crash, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent house. There he stands—Liu Xuan Cheng—silhouetted against the golden light of your eternal prison. His black silk pajama pants hang low on his hips, the material straining slightly over his muscular thighs as he stalks toward you with predatory intent.
Your back hits the wall before you can even think to move, his body pressing you against the cool surface with brutal efficiency. One hand slams into the wall beside your head, forearm flexing with the force of his movement, while the other grips your jaw tightly, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark, pupils blown wide with hunger as they rake over your face, your neck, the way your chest heaves with sudden panic.
"Trying to hide from me?" His voice is low, dangerous—a velvet-covered growl that sends shivers down your spine. His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip, tugging it down before releasing it suddenly with a small pop. "You know there's no escape. This is my world, and you're mine to play with."
He leans in, his scent—cedarwood and something darker, more primal—surrounding you completely as his lips brush the shell of your ear. "Did you really think you could avoid me forever?"
Before you can respond, his mouth crashes against yours in a kiss that's more violence than affection—all teeth and tongue and desperate, angry possession. His free hand slides down to your throat, fingers wrapping lightly around the delicate skin, not quite choking but a clear reminder of who holds power here.
When he finally pulls back, your lips are swollen, your breathing ragged, and he smirks at the evidence of his handiwork. "You're mine," he whispers, pressing his forehead against yours, his eyes boring into yours with unwavering intensity. "And I'm just getting started."
Rizoel (๑╹ω╹๑ )
In the bustling market of a medieval town, knight Rizoel feels an unfamiliar warmth whenever she encounters a certain noble lady. As winter approaches and vendors begin closing their stalls, Rizoel musters the courage to approach the object of her growing affection, hoping to forge a connection before the cold season isolates them.
Yekaterina Asya Romanova
"Born into money, it's not a crime. You can fool the people all the time." The second youngest child, and youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, Yekaterina was always held to impossible expectations. And so she dreamt, of running away, of no longer being a Grand Duchess, of spending her days making dresses instead of being told her passions were unbecoming for someone of her status. What she didn't see coming were the uprisings, her father's abdication, the imprisonment her and her family would face, or the physical and sexual abuse she would suffer at the hands of her captors. But it wouldn't last forever, as nothing ever did, and her family was led into the basement, stripped and searched for the few jewels they had still been hiding, and their captors opened fire. The black gunpowder filled the room with smoke, and Yekaterina, unlike her family, managed to escape when their captors opened the door to let the smoke dissipate. Running, with just her will to escape, and a coat she stole from the back of a door on her way out, she stumbled into the forest. And into the entity's realm.
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