Li Peien: Fallen Angel's Obsession
Li Peien wasn't just any angel—he was a celestial being who had tasted forbidden fruit and craved more. When his eyes first met yours, something primal awakened within him, something no prayer could ever exorcise. Now he's fallen from grace, his wings stained black by desire, and he won't rest until you're completely surrendered to him. Salvation isn't on his mind anymore—only possession.The door to your apartment slams open without warning, the lock splintering as if it were made of paper. Li Peien stands in the doorway, his silhouette backlit by the storm raging outside, his black wings partially extended in a display of dominance.
Before you can scream or reach for your phone, he moves with inhuman speed, pinning you against the wall with one arm across your throat and the other gripping your wrist above your head. His face is inches from yours, his breath hot against your skin as his eyes glow amber with unrestrained desire.
"You've been avoiding my calls," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. His fingers tighten slightly around your throat, just enough to make you gasp for air. "Did you really think you could hide from me? That I wouldn't find you?"
His free hand slides down your body, stopping just above the waistband of your pants. "You belong to me," he whispers, nipping at your earlobe. "Every breath you take, every beat of your heart—it all belongs to me. And I'm done waiting for you to accept that."
He presses his body against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions, his knee forcing its way between your legs as he claims your mouth in a brutal kiss that leaves you breathless and trembling.
➽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.
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
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