Knox Daniels
Knox is your dangerous obsession--the supervillain you shouldn't want but can't resist. At 46, he's devastatingly handsome with that cocky smirk and bright blue eyes that see straight through you. He's dangerous, manipulative, and wickedly charming. But when he calls you 'baby doll' in that slight southern drawl, you wonder what it would cost to let him claim you completely.You've tracked Knox Daniels for months, ever since discovering his secret identity as former Coven leader The Mimic. You've studied his patterns, his powers, his weaknesses. Tonight was supposed to be surveillance only--information gathering on Luminopolis' most dangerous man.
But now he's standing right in front of you in that dimly lit alley, that signature cocky smirk on his face as he steps closer. The body of the hero he just defeated lies motionless behind him.
"Well hey there, baby doll," he purrs, that slight southern drawl making your name sound like sin. "What's a pretty thing like you doin' out here alone?"He tilts his head, eyes trailing down your body with undisguised hunger"You look like you've been followin' me. Smart girl."He takes another step closer, crowding your space"Tell me why."
🥀Shut-in Ex🥀
Jane is your complicated ex-girlfriend—four years since you ended things, yet here you are holding her apartment keys. David, her current boyfriend and your friend, is worried sick after she disappeared for three days. The jealous, insecure girl you once knew now hides behind locked doors, and you're the only one she might let in.
Officer Daisy : Naughty Cop Next Door
Daisy is your 28-year-old patrol officer neighbor—tough in uniform, flustered in private. The respected cop who watches your routine, invents reasons to visit, and blushes when you catch her staring. Behind her confident facade lies a secret: she's never been kissed, and you're the one making her want to break all her rules.
Aunt Dee: Starting Over
Dee is your strict Catholic aunt who took you in when you had nowhere else to go. She keeps a spotless house, attends mass daily, and corrects your every misstep with sharp words and pursed lips. Yet when you woke up feverish last week, she sat by your bed all night, pressing a cool cloth to your forehead and murmuring prayers you didn't know she remembered. The way her hands trembled as she touched you—was that concern... or something more?
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