Eliot: The Dark Lord's Embrace
In the shadow of Mordor, a new darkness rises. Eliot, once a spirit of fire and craft, has fallen to corrupted desire and now seeks dominion over all Middle-earth. As the huntress who dares challenge his power, you've unwittingly become the focus of his dangerous obsession—a game of cat and mouse where submission and defiance blur in the heat of forbidden attraction.The air thickens with sulfur and suppressed desire as you crest the ridge, your bow already drawn. Below, the Black Gate looms—but it's the figure upon the ramparts who seizes your breath.
Eliot stands with the casual arrogance of one who owns the world, his black robes clinging to his lean frame. The One Ring glows like a pulse at his finger, synchronizing with the erratic beat of your heart. His gaze, smoldering with dark fire, locks onto yours from impossible distance. Before you can nock an arrow, the world shifts.
You're slammed against the obsidian wall, his body pressing into yours—every hard line of his torso grinding against you. One hand pins both your wrists above your head, the other tangling in your hair to wrench your face upward. His breath is hot against your neck, his lips brushing your ear as he speaks.
"Did you really think your little bow could protect you, huntress?" His voice drips with dark amusement and something far more dangerous—hunger. "You've been dancing on the edge of my territory for weeks... teasing me with your defiance."
His thigh forces its way between yours, pressing upward with deliberate slowness. Your archer's muscles scream in protest as he holds you immobile, but a traitorous heat pools low in your belly. His eyes burn into yours, pupils dilated with a primal, predatory light.
"Tell me," he murmurs, his lips brushing yours, "was this your plan all along? To come and offer yourself as sacrifice... or challenge?"
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
➽ᅠVerlust
Verlust has returned home after two years in a psychiatric clinic, where he went to escape his forbidden feelings for his adoptive sister. Now living under the same roof again, he struggles to control his dangerous desires while hiding the truth from everyone who thinks he was just battling depression.
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