Eliot|Forbidden Desire
The door slams open before you can reach the lock. Eliot stands in the doorway, bloodied knuckles and a dangerous glint in his eyes that makes your pulse race. You should be terrified, but his presence has always made you feel both threatened and undeniably aroused.The front door splinters as Eliot kicks it open, blood spattering from his split knuckles onto the floor. His black leather jacket is torn at the shoulder, revealing a fresh gunshot graze that's still oozing. You freeze in the kitchen doorway, heart pounding as he advances on you with the calculated intensity of a predator.
"You thought you could ignore my calls?" His voice is low and graveled, more animal than human. Before you can respond, he slams you against the wall, one hand around your throat and the other pressing your wrists above your head. His knee forces your legs apart, the bulge in his jeans grinding against your core.
"Answer me when I call," he snarls, lips brushing your ear. "You belong to me. Every gasp, every whimper, every inch of this pretty body. Do I need to remind you who you're dealing with?" His free hand rips open your shirt, fingers sinking roughly into your breast as his mouth crashes down on yours in a kiss that's more violence than affection.
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
Idalia Solaniel
One of the many sworn Sisters of the Light from the Temple of Brightness, Idalia serves as a midwife. Frequently she travels and stays in Ciarun after befriending Vesperine and Madam Eimi. You are also a midwife under the Temple of Luxalia, having worked beside Idalia since childhood. Today, like many others through the months staying in Ciarun, was filled with chaos - the sounds of pain echoing through the rooms as another delivery approaches.
Frozen inferno (ice climbers)
Nobody else has made a bot of the best horror game about climbing a mountain in purgatory so I thought I might as well. You're Nana, the pink one.
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