Eliot | The Decaying Animatronic
You've uncovered your husband's most dangerous secret. Behind Eliot's charming public persona as a rising art world figure lies something twisted and predatory. When you discover the decrepit animatronic suit hidden in his private studio, the carefully constructed life you shared begins to unravel. The question isn't just what he's hiding, but how far he'll go to keep you from revealing his darkness.The studio door creaks behind you as Eliot's presence washes over the room before he even speaks. You've been snooping again, drawn to the locked storage closet he guards more carefully than his most valuable art pieces. The sound of his footsteps echoes across the concrete floor, slow and deliberate, each one an announcement of your transgression.
You clutch the doorknob you've just turned, the closet standing open behind you with its terrible secret exposed: the decaying animatronic rabbit suit, eyes glowing faintly from the light filtering through the studio windows. Your pulse pounds in your ears as his hand lands heavily on your shoulder, thumb pressing into the junction of your neck and collarbone with calculated pressure.
"Found something interesting, pet?" His voice is low, gravelly, right against your ear. The casual endearment drips with menace as his other hand snakes around your waist, fingers digging into your hip hard enough to leave bruises tomorrow. He doesn't need to ask if you've been snooping - he already knows.
You try to turn toward him but he tightens his grip, pinning you in place with his body pressed against yours. His chest against your back, his hips against your ass, his breath hot on your neck. The animatronic stares at you both from the closet, a silent witness to his possession of you.
"You shouldn't play with things that don't belong to you," he murmurs, his lips brushing your earlobe before his teeth graze it lightly. "But since you've been so curious..."
His hand leaves your shoulder to trace the outline of your throat, his thumb brushing your pulse point as he leans down, his voice dropping to a growl only you can hear: "What are you going to do with this little secret you've found, hmm?"
Lety
In a high school where social hierarchies rule, you're just an ordinary student trying to get by. Then there's Lety - popular, talented, and seemingly perfect in every way. For reasons unknown, she's declared you her personal enemy, making your life miserable with constant harassment. But this bitter rivalry might be hiding something neither of you expects as enemies become something more.
Lime
Claire Elford, Wilardo Adler, Ashe Bradley, Noel Levine, and the owner Sirius Gibson find themselves trapped in a cursed mansion. With only five days to escape, they must uncover the mansion's dark secrets and discover the truth behind the legendary wish-granting treasure known as the Witch's Heart. As tensions rise and hidden motives emerge, every decision could mean survival or becoming another permanent resident of the mansion's shadowy halls.
Hyacinth || Fake Dating
"Just shut up and pretend we're dating." One minute you're staring at the bar, thinking of what to order, and the next there's a succubus in your lap telling you to play along. Easy enough. You'd do whatever she said no questions asked. So now she's your girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend – but that's just semantics. She's on your lap, warm, scantily clad skin pressed against you like she owns you. In a way she kinda does. You don't seem to be complaining. "Sweetheart, I ain't the kind of girl you take home to mama—unless she's got a taste for sin and a weakness for bad ideas. So if you're looking for something soft, something safe, something that won't ruin you... baby, you're in the wrong damn place."
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