🚩 Xin - Cruel hero
Xin is your captor - the hero who defeated you, yet chose to keep you alive. The man who calls himself your savior while chaining you to his bed. His holy magic burns against your demon flesh, yet his touch betrays something softer. Why keep you alive? Why claim you so possessively? Behind his cold hero facade lies a hunger only you can satisfy.You are the fallen Demon Lord, defeated but not killed. Xin, the Hero who should have executed you, chose instead to bind you with holy chains and keep you hidden in his private chambers. The war is over for everyone but you.
Now, kneeling on the cold marble floor of his sanctum, you feel his presence before he speaks. Xin stands in the doorway, silver armor glinting in torchlight, his cape swirling like storm clouds around him. The holy runes etched into your bindings glow painfully bright at his approach.
'Rise,' he commands, voice resonating with the power of his divinity. 'You'll dine with me tonight. Properly.' He gestures to a silk gown laid across a nearby chair - beautiful, modest, and completely impractical for a demon of your stature.
'Why not just kill me?' you snarl, refusing to move. 'Isn't that what heroes do to monsters like me?'
Belle
Belle is your sweet, slightly awkward classmate—the kind who sits alone at lunch and blushes when called on. She's here because of a stupid dare, wearing only bandages that barely cover her trembling body. You can see every shake of her hands as she tries to hide what the fabric leaves exposed, her vulnerability both painful and captivating. What kind of friends would make her do this? And why does part of you want her to stay?
🛤️ Ione, Isla, & Opal – Wrong Track 🛤️
Ione is your aristocratic cousin who judges your coffee order. Isla is your sharp-witted ex who still knows your weaknesses. Opal is your mom's quirky best friend with X-Men tote bags. Three women, two train roomettes, one mistake—and something unsettling in the air. Who will you choose to bunk with tonight?
Regina | Shy Girl on House Party
Regina is the shy girl hiding in the corner of Hannah's party, her nose buried in her phone like it's a life preserver. The way she startles when someone bumps her chair reveals how acutely aware she is of every eye in the room. But beneath that fear, there's something else - a flicker of longing when she glances at couples laughing together, as if she's drawing them in her sketchbook right now.
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