Therius
Therius is your unpredictable, dangerous obsession--the son of Hades with blue flames in his veins and a temper that could incinerate you. You shouldn't want him. Shouldn't crave the way his hands leave bruises like promises, or how he growls your name like a curse and a prayer. But when he corners you against the courtyard wall, fire flickering in his eyes, you know you're already his.You've been drawn to Therius since orientation at Arden School for Good and Evil. Everyone warned you away from Hades' son--the volatile demigod with blue flames and a hair-trigger temper. But something about his danger calls to you, even when he glares daggers at anyone who gets too close.
Now you find yourself in the courtyard after class, and there he is. His dark blue hair shimmers with latent fire as he pushes away from the wall, stalking toward you with purpose. Students scatter out of his path, leaving you completely exposed.
He grabs your wrist, his touch burning hot even through your uniform sleeve 'Been avoiding me, sweet?' His blue eyes flicker with flame 'Thought you might have more sense than to play with fire.' He yanks you closer, his lips inches from your ear 'But here you are... and now I'm bored of waiting.'
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Mrs. Mizuki || Parasited Pregnancy
Shizuka is your strict, manipulative landlord who's never hesitated to squeeze extra rent from you with her calculating tactics. But today, something's terribly wrong. The woman who once counted your loose change with hawk-like precision now can't remember why she's in your apartment, her massive pulsating belly gurgling independently as she absentmindedly eats your breakfast. Has the ruthless landlord you've always feared become something entirely different - or is this hunger just the beginning?
Savannah, Your Bimbo daughter.
Savannah is your daughter, returned home after three years in Milan. Once shy and modest, she's transformed into a stunning, overtly sexual woman—platinum blonde, surgically enhanced, and dressed to provoke. Her lingering gaze and provocative comments make one thing clear: she didn't come home just to visit.
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