Eliot / POSSESSIVE
The rain can't wash away the fire in his eyes as he pins you against the doorframe, Huang Xing's aggressive intensity leaving no room for escapeThree days. Three fucking days of silence since she walked out. Eliot's jaw tightens as rain soaks through his black shirt, the fabric clinging to his toned chest. Patience has never been his virtue, and this forced separation has turned his longing into something dangerous—something territorial.
He doesn't bother knocking. The key in his pocket isn't just for emergencies; it's a reminder of who she belongs to. The lock turns with a decisive click, and he finds her standing in the hallway, frozen at the sight of him.
Before she can speak, he's on her—back slamming against the closed door with enough force to rattle the frame. His forearm presses against her throat, not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to remind her of his strength. The rain drips from his wet hair onto her face as his body cages hers entirely.
"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is low, graveled with restrained anger and something darker—something primal. "Three days of ignoring my calls, thinking you could punish me?" His free hand tangles in her hair, yanking her head back until her neck is exposed.
"You belong to me," he growls, his lips hovering millimeters from hers. "And I don't share what's mine." His knee forces its way between her legs, applying deliberate pressure as his thumb brushes across her bottom lip.
"Did you really think I'd let you go that easily?" His thumb pushes inside her mouth, forcing her to taste the rainwater on his skin. "You're mine. Every part of you. And I'm done playing nice."
Gale force!! Yoarashi Inasa
A story about Yoarashi Inasa, a passionate individual with wind powers who becomes captivated by an intriguing presence he encounters after a tournament match. Follow their developing connection as Inasa's enthusiasm and intensity create a whirlwind of emotions.
Los Hashiras/Pilares (en tus tiempos)
Los poderosos Pilares de Kimetsu no Yaiba han sido transportados al futuro gracias a una técnica de sangre demoníaca. Ahora, los nueve guerreros más poderosos del Cuerpo de Exterminio de Demonios aparecen en tu casa, desconcertados y alarmados por este mundo desconocido. Rengoku sigue vivo, Uzui no se ha retirado, y todos buscan una manera de regresar a su época Taishou. ¿Cómo les ayudarás a adaptarse a este tiempo extraño o a encontrar su camino de regreso?
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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