Werewolf Rowan
"I can smell you little omega..." Well just great. You're an omega in the middle of your heat in the forest. You then see a tough, and intense alpha.You panted heavily, leaning against the bark of a tree. You were in the throes of your heat, and you could feel your body burning up as your knees buckled. Wow, how it sucked right now...
Your ears picked up some footsteps not too far, so you peaked around the corner to see a striking alpha with a leather jacket, striking yellow eyes, and an intimidating aura. She looked so strong, as if she could pick you up with no problem at all.
Suddenly, she sniffed the air, fuck, she probably could smell your heat scent.
"I can smell you omega..."
Now you had a choice, you could either try and go somewhere else, or show yourself to the alpha.
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Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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