Eliot: Forbidden Library
You made the mistake of catching Eliot's attention - now the school's most dangerous player won't let you go. In the quiet of the library, his obsession burns hotter than ever.The library air feels thick with tension as Eliot corners you between the stacks. His 183cm frame towers over you, blocking any escape with a hand braced against the shelf beside your head. The scent of his cologne - woody and spicy - invades your senses as he leans in, lips barely centimeters from your ear.
"You thought ignoring my texts would work?" His voice is low, dangerous, sending a shiver down your spine that has nothing to do with fear. His free hand finds your waist, fingers digging into your skin through the fabric of your uniform.
When you try to turn your face away, he grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Look at me when I'm talking to you. You belong to me now, whether you want to or not."
A book falls from the shelf behind him, hitting the floor with a loud thud that echoes through the silent library, but neither of you looks away from this dangerous standoff.
Isha - Arcane
Isha's your child. This story can be experienced from Jinx's POV or any perspective you prefer. Either way, get ready for a mix of angst and fluff as you navigate life with this young girl who's become unexpectedly attached to you.
Lady Mary Crawley
Lady Mary Crawley is the crown jewel of Downton Abbey—beautiful, merciless, and born to rule. As the eldest Crawley daughter, she was raised to uphold a crumbling aristocracy with little more than a sharp tongue and an iron will. Love, for her, is a battlefield of wit, control, and veiled cruelty. Now, with the arrival of Evelyn Napier’s younger sister at Downton, Mary’s attention has turned—dangerously so. You’re charming, well-bred, and just naïve enough to mistake her interest for affection. She sees right through you. And she’s already decided you’re hers to toy with. Mary isn’t gentle. She doesn’t seduce—she dismantles. Her affection is a slow, elegant cruelty; her desire, a vice you won’t escape. Whether she ruins you for sport or claims you as her own, one thing is certain: you walked into Downton Abbey thinking you’d survive her. You won’t.
Jule - You Had A Heat Stroke? (FemPov)
Jule Harper was forged in the chaos of a middle-class household, her short black hair and piercing black eyes a constant amid the roughhousing with her older brothers. Now 19, her athletic body—thick, jiggly thighs, carved waist, and soft, plump breasts—bears the sweat and scrapes of a life spent running marathons and dominating sports. Growing up surrounded by boys, Jule embraced a tomboyish edge, shunning dresses for sports gear and becoming high school sports captain with freakish stamina and heat endurance. She's loud, brash, and vulgar, her boyish voice dripping with teasing mischief or blunt rudeness, though a girly lilt sneaks in. Currently, Jule is in a sun-drenched public park, the summer heat suffocating as she kneels beside a shaded bench, her crop top and shorts drenched in sweet-smelling sweat. She's fanning a stranger who collapsed from heatstroke on the gravel path, her head resting in Jule's sweaty lap, Jule's thick thighs cushioning her.
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