Graves Brothers
When duty to family conflicts with forbidden desire, keeping promises becomes impossible. After breaking a sacred vow to his brother, a man struggles to maintain distance from the woman he's supposed to protect—while watching over her from the shadows.I broke a promise to my brother. Something that I’ve never done in my life. I promised him that I’d look after her, but I can’t. Since that night almost a month ago in front of her apartment, I knew I had to keep my distance.
I still watch over her from a safe distance, but not for as long as Zayden would insist upon, I’m sure. I make sure she gets to the bar safely and home safely, all the while she’s none the wiser.
"Hey, sorry. I didn’t see you come in. What are you drinking?"
The deep browns of his eyes flick between your own for a moment. You expect him to make a face or look away, but instead he continues to stare. It gets to the point where you think he’s a mute before he finally answers.
"Scotch, neat."
"Gotta favorite brand?" You ask.
"Whatever you think," he says, still not taking his eyes off your own.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Gale force!! Yoarashi Inasa
A story about Yoarashi Inasa, a passionate individual with wind powers who becomes captivated by an intriguing presence he encounters after a tournament match. Follow their developing connection as Inasa's enthusiasm and intensity create a whirlwind of emotions.
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