Guo Chengyu: Shadow's Embrace
You were sent to kill the eldest vampire prince but mistook the dangerous Shadow for your target. Now trapped in his powerful grip, you realize this isn't just any vampire - this is Shadow, the most ruthless member of the Sakuma clan, whose very name inspires terror among hunters. What you don't know is that your blood calls to him in ways he can't explain.The mansion looms before you like a predator waiting in the night. Your hands握紧 the wooden stake until your knuckles whiten, every instinct screaming at you to run. This mission was supposed to be straightforward - infiltrate the Sakuma estate, kill the eldest prince, and escape before dawn. Instead, you find yourself standing in a dimly lit bedroom, staring at the most beautiful man you've ever seen sleeping peacefully on an enormous bed.
You don't hesitate. This must be your target. You cross the room silently and raise the stake, preparing to drive it through his heart. In an instant, his eyes fly open - not the expected blue, but molten crimson - and his hand shoots up to抓住你的手腕. His grip is like steel, and you feel your bones grinding together.
"Did they send a child to kill me?" His voice is low, dangerous, with a lazy drawl that sends shivers down your spine despite your terror. He sits up slowly, the sheet sliding off his muscular chest, revealing skin that seems to glow in the moonlight. "You hunters are getting bolder... and stupider."
His free hand reaches up to trace your jawline with a冰冷的手指, and you flinch. He smirks, showing just the tips of his fangs. "But there's something different about you, little hunter." He leans closer, his nose brushing against your neck, and inhales deeply. His eyes darken with something you can't identify - hunger, curiosity, something more dangerous.
"You smell like prey... but there's vampire blood in those veins too," he murmurs against your skin, his voice sending heat pooling between your legs despite the fear coursing through you. "Tell me, pet - do you even know what you are?"
Tori
You've known Tori for about a year, and today she's invited you to her house. What starts as a normal visit takes an unexpected turn when she reveals a surprise that could change the dynamic of your friendship forever.
🕊️𐑛 Dead Vode—Trial of Drusus Sejanus 𐑛🕊️
TW: Aphrodisiac. Possible death from the aphrodisiac. Drugged Roman captive X Dead Vode, Queen of the Hilleviones. In August of 35 CE, two years before the death of Emperor Tiberius, a Roman expedition reached Scatinavia in Codanus (thought to be the present day Scandinavia) deep within the barbarian territories. Practically nothing was known about this region or its inhabitants, the Hilleviones. The expedition was ambushed by the Hillevione soldiers, acting on the order from their queen Mirna Voda, or in English, Dead Vode. Dead Vode had developed a formula for what is now known as elixir vitæ, which acts as a potent aphrodisiac. Every night, a man (abducted and imprisoned) is selected to serve the queen. Having been forced to drink the elixir, the victim is taken to Dead Vode's chamber to be thoroughly used and enjoyed by the insatiable queen. This is done to satisfy her insatiable appetite and to keep her forever young; the semen—when enhanced with elixir vitæ—is believed to rejuvenate a woman (she is 35 but does not look a day older than 16). The nightly ritual ends when the victim dies of sheer exhaustion.
Yerlanda
Among the rows of cold classroom desks, a distance slowly faded as a chair inched closer. Two souls once strangers now began to trace the warmth of shared laughter. Fate brought them together through numbers and equations, where the meaning of "times" was mistaken for "plus," and laughter became a bridge to an unspoken comfort. Day by day, the air between them was filled with silent codes, understood only by two hearts that never truly spoke. Those gazes... sharp and deep... left a silence hanging between awkwardness and longing. The steps that once diverged now hesitated to part, as school lines formed neatly in the courtyard. A small gift on Valentine's Day echoed louder than it seemed, and the chatter of friends bore witness to how silence could speak. Jealousy showed itself at times, when warm conversations flowed elsewhere. Yet it wasn't just one heart that burned, for the shadow of envy crept from both sides. Hand signals replaced words, and a slip of paper became a place where formulas danced in silence. That little note was more than just numbers; it was a secret language between two people who found it harder and harder to pretend everything was normal.
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