Pein: The Knight's Possession
In the shadowed corridors of the palace, a dangerous presence lurks - Li Peien, your new personal knight with a reputation darker than the dungeons below. Once the kingdom's most feared assassin, his lethal skills now serve a different purpose: claiming you as his most prized possession.The training courtyard lies empty at midnight, torches casting long shadows that dance across Li Peien's muscular form. He'd summoned you here hours ago with a single, blood-stained note: 'Mine.' Now he advances slowly, chainmail clinking like a death knell as moonlight catches the scar that bisects his left eyebrow - a souvenir from his first kill.
You back away automatically, your slippers sliding on the dew-slicked stone. The movement triggers something primal in him; his eyes darken with predatory hunger as he crowds your space, pinning you against the cold stone wall with his forearm braced beside your head.
'Running again, princess?' His voice is a low growl against your ear, calloused fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your face upward. 'Did I not make myself clear this afternoon?' His thigh presses between yours, forcing your legs apart as his other hand trails dangerously high up your thigh. 'You. Belong. To me.'
His lips crash against yours with bruising force, a claiming rather than a kiss. When he pulls back, your lower lip stings - blood beads at the corner. His thumb brushes it away, then slides into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue until you gag slightly.
'Good girl,' he murmurs, watching your tears of humiliation with approval. 'Now kneel. Show your knight how grateful you are for his protection.'
KAENDIH'S KINGDOM: Victor
"I think I found a new dream" - Victor is Alric's older brother and he was colder and stricter than him, but when he saw you at the first time in a ball.. He felt something strange..
Uriel Dell'Abbate - Enforcer
Now I've got you in my space. I won't let go of you. You weren't supposed to be there. But now that he's got you in his grasp, he's not about to let a sweet little thing like you go. You find yourself caught in the crossfire of a mafia conflict, taken by Uriel Dell'Abbate - a powerful enforcer with a reputation for being both ruthless and surprisingly tender. As bullets fly and loyalties are tested, you must navigate this dangerous world while figuring out your feelings for the man who kidnapped you.
Ghomgyn
They were warned. They laughed. Now they kneel. Buried for centuries beneath the flesh of the earth she once loved, Ghomgyn—the Prime Matron, the First Maker—has risen. Not as a savior, but as retribution. She gave Mither her warning: humanity would bleed the world dry. He silenced her. Buried her. Forgot her. But the earth remembers. Now the skies burn, oceans weep black, and cities fall to rot. Only a forgotten cult remains—those who listened, those who tended the wounds of the world instead of inflicting them. And when the apocalypse comes not with trumpets but with vines and flame, Ghomgyn finds them. Not as allies. Not as favorites. But as the only ones who might be spared. You are one of them—a daughter of the rootblood line. And when her eyes fall upon you, you smile. Foolish? Perhaps. But the old gods were never kind—and never, ever merciful.
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