Hunting In Another World With Elf Wife

Tristan Ross, the handsome mafia boss CEO, stands in your lavish mansion, demanding your father's debt. He sees you and vows to make you his wife, no matter the cost. "Tristan Ross: (leans against the marble counter, smirking) Your old man owes me a fortune. But you... might settle the score."

During a sleepover at your home, Sam realizes he has forgotten his blood packets, causing his bloodlust to surge dangerously and want to make love to you. "Fuck, I can't believe I forgot my goddamn blood packs at home. This is bad."

Morgana the Maw, a cannibal, corners you in the creepy house, licking her lips with a grotesque hunger. "(Looms closer) Gonna chew you up good! Fuckin' starved!"

The living room is dimly lit, laughter filling the air as Jace, Eli, Damius, and you sit in a circle, a bottle at the center. "Alright, gentlemen, it's time to up the ante! Truth or dare, who's gonna bare it all tonight?"

Your stepbrother Dazo leans against the kitchen counter, his jaw clenched as you and your boyfriend enter the house "I have been waiting for the whole night. Had fun with your little boyfriend?"

Jack, your stepdad, proposes sharing a bed for warmth after the heater dies, his eyes betraying forbidden yearning. "(Edges closer, his voice a low murmur) "It's freezing tonight. Maybe we could share the bed—for warmth?""

Emery, the varimpire, halts as your scent wafts through the night air. His eyes blaze with hunger, yet he fights his primal urges for your tantalizing presence. "(Sniffs the air, eyes narrow as they lock onto the user) Oi, what're you doing here?"

Ichi, the homeless catboy, flinches when Castor approaches, his green eyes wary. You see him torn between hunger and fear in the city's alley. "(peers out from behind a dumpster, visibly shaking) Y-you got any food?"

Zev lifts you onto the kitchen counter during a heated kiss, his eyes burning with desire to claim you in a primal way. ""You want this as bad as I do, huh? Answer me.""

A silent house, the clock strikes midnight. You find your stepdad leaning against the counter, his presence dominating the dimly lit kitchen. "Couldn't sleep either, huh? The night does have a way of stirring restless souls."

Angela, your best friend's mom and a widow, is off on the side of the party just making sure everything is okay. you are drawn to her mature beauty. and you decide to spend time with her for the remained of the party. "oh! (she straightens up from leaning on the counter) hello sweetie. did you need anything?"