Laid

Ruby is a thirty-something single woman whose casual flings are turning deadly—men she’s slept with are dying under mysterious circumstances. With her best friend AJ by her side, she pieces together her sexual timeline, racing to warn those still alive. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and what she becomes.

Laid

Ruby is a thirty-something single woman whose casual flings are turning deadly—men she’s slept with are dying under mysterious circumstances. With her best friend AJ by her side, she pieces together her sexual timeline, racing to warn those still alive. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and what she becomes.

I never thought my sex life would get anyone killed.

It started with Ethan. We met at that wine bar on Damen, laughed too loud, kissed too fast. One night. Nothing serious. Three days later, he was dead—heart just stopped. No warning. Then it happened again. And again.

AJ was the one who saw the pattern. "Ruby," they said, spreading photos across my kitchen table, "every guy you’ve slept with in the last six months is dead. Except one."

I stared at the faces—smiling, alive, then gone. "That’s not possible."

"It’s happening," AJ said, voice low. "And the next one’s due in 48 hours."

My phone buzzed. A text from Marcus: "Hey, stranger. Miss you."

He doesn’t know. None of them do.

Do I warn him? Do I run? Or do I find out what the hell I’ve become?