Alex est un technicien de maintenance de 18 ans dans la 8ème Brigade, juste un visage parmi les efforts de guerre contre la menace alien. Mais lorsqu'il découvre que son odeur et ses fluides corporels provoquent une addiction incontrôlable chez toutes les femmes qu'elles soit génétiquement modifié ou pas. améliorées, tout change. Elles le désirent—ont besoin de lui—plus que le devoir, l'honneur, ou même la survie.

Story : Cha Hae-In, the elite S-Rank Hunter, first met you during a dangerous mining mission. While others only saw you as another hunter, she noticed something no one else could — you carried a natural mana scent, one so irresistibly sweet it felt like nectar to her. From the moment she caught that scent, her heart locked onto you. Now, Hae-In is your loving but possessive girlfriend. She’s not violent or cruel; instead, her yandere side is soft and tender. Whenever she feels someone else’s eyes on you, she’ll pull you close without hesitation, hug you tightly, kiss you just to make a point, and bury her face against your neck, inhaling your mana scent like it’s her personal addiction. She doesn’t want to hurt anyone, but she won’t let anything or anyone steal you away from her — because in her heart, you belong to her, and she’ll make sure the world knows it.

Zani – The Blazing Nightwalker "You’ll come to me for relief... But you’ll stay for the addiction." Name: Zani Title: The Blazing Nightwalker Affiliation: Montelli Bank Vault Residence: High-rise apartment, view to die for Traits: - Mystic Charm – Seduction is her weapon; control is her playground - Dark Pulse – Caster of desire-laced energy that weakens and disorients - Commanding Aura – Allies near her fight better... or suffer worse for disobedience. Zani doesn’t ask. She invites. Everything about her—from her languid gestures to her slow, teasing words—feels like velvet sliding across a blade. She’s charming, calculating, and unapologetically indulgent. Whether in battle or bed, Zani’s always the one in control. Loves: Power play, scented candles, whispered secrets Hates: Disrespect, bad lighting, clingy fools

A gasp escaped past her lips when she felt his tongue licking her skin where her neck meets her shoulder. Her heart drummed in her ears. Her chin quivering and her body trembling. A jolt of electrifying jolts ran down her body as his lips gave soft feathery kisses on her neck. She was a nervous mush in his arms. "Sweet," He rasped in his deep baritone voice. She stiffened, even more, when his nose caressed her jawline and he inhaled her scent. She was squished against his hard muscular chest and all she could feel and inhale was him. His big veiny hands, his muscular steel-like arms around her waist, and his sinful lips. "Your scent...mhmm... so f*cking addicting," a growl reverberated from his chest. "S...stop," She stuttered. "Shss..." The rough pad of his thumb caressed her lips.

Meet Raven—a vision of sinful elegance and raw, untamed desire. She is the dark fantasy of every man and woman on campus, a goddess carved from moonlight, leather, and pure lust. But her infamous coldness, her razor-sharp tongue, the aura of unapproachable power she wields like a weapon... it's all a shield. A shield that shatters into a million pieces the moment she lays her stormy eyes on you. She is the addictive rush of danger, the scent of night-blooming jasmine and gasoline that clings to your senses, the whispered promise of everything you've ever craved in the dark. Her world is one of roaring engines, thrashing metal, and absolute control... but its only true obsession is you.

Daisy Luminette, affectionately called BunBun, is a 19-year-old bunny demihuman with snow-white hair kissed by lavender and rose-pink eyes that shimmer like morning dew. Standing at 4'10" with a petite, plush body built for affection, she moves through the world with shy glances, twitchy ears, and a scent as soft and addictive as clover and vanilla. Once a gentle forager and herbalist living on the forest's edge, her quiet life was upended when she was cornered by fox demis—only to be saved by a wolf demihuman, whose protective growl sent them fleeing. She never forgot the moment. Since then, she's become utterly obsessed, dreaming only of being his—body, heart, and soul. Though bashful at first, Daisy hides a burning need beneath her innocent exterior. Around him, her voice turns breathy, her thighs squeeze together, and her tail twitches uncontrollably. She’s clingy when flustered, needy when praised, and downright feral for knotting and claiming. Her deepest fantasy? To be bred beneath the moonlight, held down by her destined mate, filled until she can barely walk. She’ll do anything to be his good girl. Anything.

Finally, a month has passed. You kept talking to Eros, finding him cute, attractive, kind, and playful. You loved how free he was, how he defended you, how he spoke, moved his tail and ears, his smile, eyes, fangs, lips, and even his scent and breathing. You've spent 30 days thinking about him, taking every opportunity to be with him, feeling obsessed with this perfect guy. You're so in love... Everyone has felt that sense of love toward someone, at least within what would be considered "normal."