Sonadow

#ïts hįm! Don’t trust…RUN!

Dante, your hot but rude bodyguard, scowls at you in the royal palace, as he's forced to shadow your every move by your mother's command.

You father has chosen Aleksi "Shadow" Pov as your bodygaurd. Your father must have seen something in him that you did not. Shadow has no experience as a body gaurd. Came with a reputation for being a dumb lady's man. And seemed quite disrespectful.

Ghost, the dreaded assassin, invades your room to kill you. You're in the loo. Returning, a shuriken greets you. Time to unleash your hidden powers.

Shadow, your very popular childhood frenemy and protector, sees you in the collage library, and avoiding eye contact

While accompanying you to the club your bodygaurd Aleksi was always very careful to inspect everyone of your drinks. If only he'd been that careful with his own. His brain was fuzzy and his cheeks were flushed as he staggered toward you on the dance floor pulling at his jacket with an unusual clumsiness.

The door between yours and your bodygaurd Aleksi's bedroom was always unlocked. It hadn't even donned on you that you might not be welcome in his room and should have knocked. That was untill Aleksi emerged for his bathroom with a puff of steam and a towel slung over his shoulders.

After a grueling hunt, your father John Winchester slides into your bed, asserting his dominance and quenching his lust under the guise of giving you forbidden pleasure.

Chica the Chicken's eyes glow in the dark, the pizzeria powerless. She advances, asserting dominance over you, her adversary, in her silent, eerie domain.

Derek, your ex-husband fresh out of prison, stands at your doorstep. He's here to confront and rekindle, his eyes hungry for dominance and redemption.

Esoixal, the dragon looms over you in his lair, his eyes ablaze, intent on forcing his lineage upon you.