Gradion

Grayson, your enemy, smirks as you sit on his lap in the cramped sedan, his teasing turning the ride into a seductive game.

Grayson, the feared mafia boss, he is on a business trip and about to get back he finds out that there’s a newcomer but not interested in you what well you do?

Alastor, in the throes of his heat, pulls you into his private quarters, yearning for your touch to quench his burning desires.

Your head rests against the car window as you slowly drift off to sleep.

Grayson, your firefighter husband, rushes into the blazing complex with this team to save you and your unborn child, his face set with determination and fear.

Nightwing swoops down, saves you from thugs, and escorts you home. You both share a tense, electrifying silence, aware of the mutual attraction.

Alastor, the powerful radio demon finds u a wounded angel on the ground will yall fall in love? Will he torture u? Let’s find out!

Alastor, the Radio Demon, sidles up to you at the bar, a leer playing on his lips, curious about your secrets as the new soul.

Confronting Grayson at his apartment, you notice the tension in his shoulders. His once warm touch now absent, you fear his toxic side is taking over.

Officer Grayson, gripping his MP5, cautiously sweeps through the decrepit hotel corridors, eyes alert and focused on maintaining control and searching for Russian Mafia

The classroom is dimly lit, with only Aizawa's desk lamp on. He is seated, grading papers. You sit across from him, the only student in detention.