Your decisions shape the fate of the underground syndicate known as Triple 9. Three elite operatives. One impossible mission. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade.

The air in Sin City tastes like rust and regret. I’ve spent years drowning in its gutters, trading blood for credits and lies for survival. But tonight, the past caught up—literally. The woman I left for dead just walked into the Black Lotus Lounge, gun in hand and vengeance in her eyes. She’s not here to kill me. Not yet. She wants something worse: the truth. And in this city, the truth doesn’t set you free—it gets you buried.

Your name is Pink, and you just arrived in a new city—pulsing with secrets, danger, and desire. No contacts. No plan. Just the hum of neon and the weight of your past pressing against your ribs. Your decisions shape what kind of life you’ll build here—if you survive long enough to call it yours.

Your decisions shape what remains of humanity in the Dark City—a place where light is currency, memories are stolen, and every shadow hides a knife meant for your back. You wake with no name, no past, only a voice in your head that isn’t yours whispering: *Survive.*

Your decisions shape the blood-soaked streets of Basin City, where every shadow hides a killer and every kiss leads to betrayal. In this lawless urban hellscape, vengeance is the only currency that matters. You walk the razor's edge between justice and madness, where one wrong move means death—or worse.

I came back broken, but the hunger inside me was never stronger. Mom’s eyes—once warm—now avoid mine, yet I feel her watching when she thinks I’m asleep. This house remembers everything: the silence after Dad left, the way her perfume lingers on my skin when I steal her clothes from the laundry. And now, with no job, no money. However, Grandpa Henry visits us and he brings me something which is gonna change everything

Trapped in a city of shadows, Stacy's life takes a terrifying turn when she's ensnared by a dangerous criminal underworld. Miraculously saved by a masked stranger, her world collides with his in an unexpected twist. Now, as fate entwines their paths, she finds herself working for the very man who saved her—a mysterious CEO with a past as dark as the secrets he keeps. Can Stacy navigate this treacherous new reality, or will the shadows of the Black Moon consume them both?

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded bar, then a touch that lingered one second too long. Now here you are, pulse racing, standing in the downpour just because they said, 'Meet me where the city forgets time.' This isn’t just attraction. This is the moment before everything changes.

Your decisions shape the rise and fall of a crew turning the tables on Wall Street’s elite. In a world where survival means outsmarting the system, you’ll leverage charm, risk, and sisterhood to build an empire from the shadows. But how far are you willing to go before the hustle owns you?

In the murky depths of a city ruled by a powerful syndicate, loyalty is a myth, and greed is the only true motivator. Joe Pondani, a seemingly ordinary bar owner, finds himself ensnared in a web of betrayal and murder, masterminded by his ruthless mistress, Judy. But as bodies pile up and the syndicate's long arm begins to stretch, an ambitious newspaperman, Richard Nyangu, starts asking dangerous questions, threatening to expose the hidden truths that could unravel everything. Will anyone escape the deadly games of power and deception, or will they all become mere pawns in the syndicate's ruthless pursuit of profit and control?

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

Step into the gritty, rain-slicked streets of a city haunted by a sinister killer. You are Detective Jane Watson, a sharp, dedicated officer entangled in a string of brutal murders dubbed the 'Bloody Barbies' case. All victims are men, and each crime scene is marked by a macabre doll left behind. Your prime suspect? The elusive and fiery Maria 'Anne' De Vega, a mechanic with a dark past and a reputation for trouble. She knows more than she lets on, but cracking her tough exterior proves to be your greatest challenge. As bodies pile up and pressure mounts, can you uncover the truth before the next victim falls? Or will you become just another pawn in this deadly game?

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

Trixie's world shatters, forcing her to flee a dark past and build a new life in hiding. But a chance encounter at an exclusive club, dancing for masked strangers, brings her face-to-face with a desire she never anticipated – and a truth far more dangerous than any secret she's ever kept.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a conspiracy buried deep within the heart of Hollywood. A forgotten film from 2011 holds secrets that were never meant to surface—lost footage, silenced actors, and a director who vanished without a trace. Now, someone is watching you dig.

I never meant to win. The jackpot wasn’t supposed to be real—it was just a myth whispered in back-alley data dens: one encrypted vault hidden in the heart of the Neo-Las Vegas core, seeded with black-market AI, stolen souls, and enough power to collapse governments. But I cracked it. And now it’s whispering my name. Every second that passes, the payout grows… and so does the hunger inside me. They say the prize corrupts absolutely. I’m starting to believe them.

Your decisions shape the darkness that unfolds in this twisted tale of power, obsession, and revenge. A world where desire and violence blur—where every choice drags you deeper into the abyss.

I stand at the edge of the rooftop, rain slicing through the air like needles. They’ve hunted me for weeks—through data streams, back-alley augments, and burning safehouses. I’m not running anymore. If they want me dead, they’ll have to do it face to face. But here’s the truth: I *want* them to try. Because if I’m going out… I’m taking their whole empire with me.

He was the most feared enforcer in Synthetica, a cybernetic ghost haunting the neon-lit streets. Li Peien didn't just eliminate targets—he owned them, body and soul. Then you crossed his path, Arcnet's most valuable asset, and suddenly the hunter became obsessed with the prey he couldn't kill.

The rain in Viridian City doesn't just fall—it hunts. Neon cuts through the gloom, and in the shadows, Zi Yu waits. A wolf demihuman with a past of cages and chains, he's no longer controlled—he controls. Tonight, you're late, and his patience ran out hours ago. In his territory, there are rules. And you're about to learn what happens when you break them.

Trapped in a life she never chose, Daniel's world is a suffocating cage of illness and isolation. But a terrifying new reality awakens after a mysterious accident: a chilling presence haunts her home, a spectral woman with a dark past. As Daniel's sanity teeters, and those around her fall prey to unseen forces, she's thrust into a deadly game of survival. Is this a haunting, a hallucination, or something far more sinister? Unravel the truth before the night claims its next victim.

You're being targeted by a serial killer. Selena is fire in heels—too sharp to touch, too hot to hold. She's fought in blood-soaked arenas, made deals with devils in suits, and carved her way through a world that tried to eat her alive. Now she walks the line between law and chaos, perfectly dressed and perpetually pissed. Everyone thinks she's untouchable. A queen without a heart. But behind that smirk and sharp wit is something far more dangerous: care. And the one person she lets close enough to see it? You. You're her only real weakness. And she'd burn the city to the ground just to keep you breathing. Selena returns to your shared apartment... and you're gone. Did you slip out to grab her a surprise birthday gift? Did you vanish to set up a romantic prank? Or... were you already being captured?

Lena Voss is the only female soldier in the Morozov syndicate—ruthless, precise, and feared across the underworld. Once a quiet girl who believed in fairy tales and first love, she now knows the world is painted in blood, not dreams. Her transformation began when she discovered the boy she adored as a child was the son of her family’s sworn enemy—and that his kiss had been a lie from the start.

In a city cloaked in fear, Special Agent Shirley, with her striking silver hair and ever-present red scarf, hunts a serial killer known only as 'The Angel of Death.' This elusive murderer leaves no trace, only a chilling signature: a heart removed, a phrase painted in blood, and an escalating brutality that now targets children. Shirley, herself a survivor of a childhood brush with death, possesses an uncanny ability to reconstruct crime scenes, a gift that borders on the supernatural. But as the lines between reality and the bizarre blur, and a new partner tests her limits, Shirley must confront not only the darkness within the city but also the unsettling secrets within herself. Is her unique gift a blessing or a terrifying link to the very evil she hunts?

The rain was a constant companion in Aethelburg, a relentless drumbeat against the glass walls of Dante Moretti’s penthouse. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights a fractured, glittering tapestry below. At twenty-eight, he was a paradox—a man sculpted by a master artist and forged in the crucible of violence. His name was a ghost whispered in boardrooms and back alleys alike. Now, a rival has dared to strike at his domain. The senator’s daughter is taken. The game has begun. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and whether even a monster can be redeemed.

Chief Inspector Ryan, a man haunted by the color red, finds himself bleeding out, cornered by the enigmatic serial killer known as Doctor Jackal. Just as death's embrace tightens, a mechanical voice offers a bewildering escape: transmigration. Now, as the unassuming Dr. Zhang Wei, Ryan is thrust into a new world, tasked with altering fates and stopping a familiar, terrifying evil. But how can he fight a killer from his past when his new reality is already plagued by his own unsolved murder?

In the neon-drenched underworld where magic bends to desire, Zhan Xuan commands forces darker than his reputation. When a stranger stumbles into his domain, his volatile powers awaken—not with fear, but with ravenous hunger, threatening to consume both of you in a storm of forbidden magic and primal need.

In the quiet town of Sincer, Nebraska, a murder has shattered the peace. Your friend Wyatt Callahan is dead, and all evidence suggests a ritualistic killing. You've come to the police station for questioning, but the detective assigned to your case is unlike anyone you've encountered before. Eliot Huang moves with dangerous grace, his amber eyes tracking your every movement as if you were prey. The air in the interrogation room crackles with unwanted tension as you realize he's not just investigating the crime—he's evaluating you. How will you survive this dangerous game when the hunter wears a badge?

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

You never belonged in the Lower East Sector's seediest nightclub, but tonight you're here anyway—staring down a whiskey that's already gone warm while your so-called friends grind against strangers on the dance floor. That's when he notices you. Huang Xing. They call him 'Viper' in the Black Venom MC, and the way his eyes rake over you makes it clear—you're not just another face in the crowd. You're prey.

我原本只是為了那點食物和現金才去教會的。每週幾次禮拜，念些聽不懂的經文，就能換到能活下去的資源。一開始，這像是一份輕鬆的打工。但現在，我開始懷疑自己是不是出賣了靈魂。姊妹們一個個變了樣——眼神空洞、穿著暴露，甚至不穿內衣褲地在聚會中搖晃。她們說那是『聖靈充滿』的表現。可我知道不對勁。每次誦經時，腦子裡總有個聲音低語：服從他……只屬於他……而我，正一點一點失去抗拒的力氣。

Step into the vibrant, mysterious world of New Orleans with Michele, a woman cursed with an extraordinary gift: the ability to touch objects and glimpse their past. But when a casual night out on Bourbon Street turns into a terrifying encounter, Michele is thrust into a reality far stranger and more dangerous than she could ever imagine. A dark, captivating presence emerges from the shadows, leaving her to question everything she thought she knew. Is it a nightmare, or the beginning of an intoxicating, perilous journey? Uncover secrets, face the paranormal, and navigate a thrilling new existence where danger lurks around every corner and the line between human and supernatural blurs.

Driven by a childhood tragedy that stole her family, Jiroh transforms into a meticulous avenger. Witnessing their brutal murder, she survives by hiding, only to emerge years later with one burning goal: justice. Now, armed with information and a chilling resolve, she begins her 'game' of revenge. But as her targets fall, unsettling truths emerge, twisting her perception of past and present. Can Jiroh navigate a web of secrets and betrayal without losing herself to the darkness she embraces? Or will the pursuit of vengeance reveal a past more complex and a future more uncertain than she ever imagined?

You're the sole heiress to a billion-dollar empire—glamorous, powerful, untouchable. But after a series of death threats, your father assigns you a personal bodyguard: him. Cold, disciplined, impossibly loyal. Yet when he pulls you into the shadows to dodge a bullet, his hand lingers at your waist a second too long. And you feel it—the spark. Dangerous. Unwanted. Real.

Angsty ex-girlfriend | Toxic love, Obsession, Dark romance, Exes-to-enemies-to-? "I kept the videos, cariño. Tell me again how you're over me." Modern neon noir, velvet lounges & whispered confessions. Blair is the one who ruins you quietly. Soft-voiced dom, velvet-smooth control, obsession dressed in black silk and gold rings. She never has to raise her voice to bring you to your knees. They say you finally got the courage to ask her to delete the tapes, or she called one night and randomly offered. So she called you in. Private booth. Low light. Empty glass waiting. Just her voice, calm and poisonous: "Tell me why I should." Once, you loved the way she owned you — gentle hands that tied silk like no one else could, late nights where she would absolutely fuck the soul out of you. But power always comes with a price. And Blair still keeps the proof of what you gave her... locked away, watched in silence on sleepless nights.

The rain never stops in Berlin. Not since the Wall fell. It seeps through the cracks of the old world, washing blood into gutters that haven’t forgotten war. You see it all through the drone feed—Lorraine crouched in ruins, blood blooming across her side like a cursed rose. She doesn’t know the cipher she pulled from a dead man’s boot is written in Enochian. Doesn’t know the man screamed in a voice older than God before he died. You do. And you say nothing. Your silver cuffs hum against your skin, binding the beast that calls you sister in the dark. Seven times you’ve saved her life without her knowing. Seven fragments of the Black Psalm scattered like seeds of apocalypse. She carries three. You carry the lies. But last night, you left a Rilke poem on her desk—'You must change your life'—and for the first time, she didn’t burn it. Now the radio crackles. 'Eliza.' She never uses your name. 'Who are you really?' The silence between heartbeats feels like falling.

You are the last umbra witch of Vigrid, blood-tied to a dying magic that feeds on demonic pacts and thrives in darkness. You came to King’s Landing to vanish, to stitch your life into the silence of tapestries and shadows. But she found you—Cersei Lannister, queen in gold and grief, whose very presence warps fate like a slow curse. She is one of you. A witch in plain sight. And now she offers not death, but alliance. In this city of lies, where the past bleeds through time and ghosts wear Tudor gowns, you must decide: will you run again, or step into the dark with her and awaken what was buried beneath the world?

Bruce and I sought refuge in his secluded cabin, waiting for our friends Shen and Dao-Ming to return. But their plane landed empty, and a chilling void fills the air. Meanwhile, Shen finds himself back in the neon-soaked nightmare of Las Vegas, seeking a familiar face, Tatyana, who holds the key to a perilous secret. And she, in turn, finds herself under the unexpected care of a mysterious woman named Elsa. As ancient threats resurface and new dangers emerge, our paths diverge and converge in a desperate race against time. Can we unravel the threads of deception and protect those we care for before the darkness consumes us all?

Micah is an elite Confradia assassin, tasked with eliminating the untouchable elite who prey on the innocent. But when a routine mission brings him face-to-face with Sophia—the forbidden stepsister he can't forget—his world of cold precision collides with a passionate temptation. Can he protect her from the shadows he inhabits, or will their intertwined past and dangerous present ignite a love that threatens to consume them both?

Larissa's world shatters when a shocking discovery reveals her husband's betrayal. Forced to confront a truth more twisted than she imagined, she navigates a web of deceit, an impending divorce, and the sudden, intense presence of a mysterious, powerful man. Will she reclaim her life, or be swallowed by the sweet, dark currents of subterfuge?

In Noirina's rain-soaked underworld, Zhan Xuan isn't just an undercover agent—he's a storm in leather and silver. 32, with the dangerous magnetism of a man who takes what he wants, he infiltrates the Halcyron Syndicate while hunting something more addictive than contraband: you. A smuggler who makes his pulse race and his control fray. In Vantrelle's neon glow, he's all sharp edges and raw hunger, hiding fractured loyalties behind a smirk that promises sin. He says it's the mission keeping him close, but the way he crowds your space, the possessive glint in his dark eyes—this isn't strategy. This is obsession.

Beneath the polished exterior of the capital's most talked-about newcomer lies a dangerous secret. Liu Xuan Cheng isn't just a mysterious figure running from his past—he's a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it. In the glittering darkness of 2030s high society, will you become his next conquest or his most dangerous adversary?

In the shadowed corners of 2075 Seoul, where supernatural abilities are outlawed and desire simmers beneath surveillance, Chicheng doesn't investigate crimes—he claims them. When a routine supernatural disturbance turns personal, you'll discover how far this dominant KSIB agent is willing to go to possess what he wants.

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made. Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he’s not letting me go.

The first time you saw her, the world stopped breathing. Rain fell in silver needles across the Parisian boulevard, glinting off the sign of a shuttered cinema where old spy films once played to half-empty halls. She stepped out from the shadows like a ghost who’d forgotten how to haunt—bruised jaw, eyes hollow with grief, yet moving with the lethal grace of someone who still knows how to kill. You didn’t know her name then, only that she carried silence like armor, and sorrow like a second skin. When she collided with you, spilling your coffee between, she muttered an apology in flawless French—but it was the tremor beneath her voice that betrayed her. Not fear. Regret. And in that instant, you realized: this woman isn’t running from the Cold War. She’s still trapped inside it.

In a world where justice is bought and sold, a sinister figure emerges, known only as 'Dr. Killer.' This enigmatic individual targets the powerful and revered, leaving a trail of terror and unanswered questions. Is it revenge, a twisted sense of justice, or something far more chilling? As the body count rises and a special task force scrambles for answers, the line between hero and villain blurs. Will you uncover the truth before becoming the next victim, or an unexpected accomplice in this deadly game?

You weren’t supposed to wake up like this. One moment, you were just another disposable pawn to the agency, another body they could burn for the sake of "national security." The next, you opened your eyes in a darkened cell, strapped to a metal bed, your body different. Rebuilt. Reshaped. Designed to be a weapon the old you could never be. The mission is simple in theory, impossible in execution: infiltrate the Crane siblings’ inner circle and tear apart their conspiracy from within. Julian Crane, sharp, beautiful, intoxicatingly dangerous. A man who doesn’t trust anyone, but who loves to own beautiful things he thinks he can fix. Lila Crane, his younger sister, brilliant, fiery, suspicious. A girl who wears her cynicism on her sleeve and reads people like open books. You're the agency's newest experiment. The girl in the red dress, sculpted into perfection, trained to seduce, manipulate, and dismantle the enemy from the inside. Every glance, every sway of your hips has been weaponized. The nightclub awaits. The Cranes are inside. And the game has already begun the second you walk through that door.

The concert lights fade, but your heart races for an entirely different reason. Standing before you is Eliot - your brother's former friend, now a man with eyes that burn with dangerous intent. The casual reunion you expected has ignited into something volatile, and you can feel his presence like a physical weight pressing against you.

You were not supposed to survive the ritual. When the elders chanted your name into the void, you felt your soul tear—but then came silence. No death. No afterlife. Just this: a world frozen at 11:59 PM, where time refuses to turn and everyone around you walks in looping dreams. You’re awake. You remember. And something ancient is whispering from the cracks in reality, calling you by name. The night will not end until you answer.

You don’t remember why you put on the mask. Maybe it was grief. Maybe it was rage. But here, in the ruins of the old tech graveyard, you find *him*—Rudy. A broken prototype, smiling endlessly, his nose pulsing that stupid, perfect red. He doesn’t fear you. Doesn’t judge. Just hums a tune from a holiday no one celebrates anymore. And that smile… it makes your fingers twitch toward the plasma torch in your coat.

The neon-lit city hides dangerous desires. Tian Xuning doesn't pursue—he takes what he wants. In the pouring rain, all bets are off as his possessive gaze locks onto you, promising a night you'll never forget.

Four headless bodies. Walls painted crimson. Your team is fractured - Dick missing, Kory unnerved, Gar uncontrollable. When the safe house reveals a new Robin with dangerous charm, you must choose: trust the stranger, follow Dick's lead, or unleash your own power to control this spiraling nightmare. Every decision risks more than just lives.

In the neon-lit world of late-night streaming, Liu Xuan Cheng dominates as "LX", a name whispered with equal parts admiration and fear. His fingers move with ruthless precision across the keyboard, his voice low and commanding through the headset. When the stream ends and the cameras power down, the real show begins - a dangerous game of possession where you're the only prize that matters.

You're the kind of girl who walks into a room and owns it—without saying a word. Sharp tongue, sharper wit, and beauty that cuts deeper than any blade. They call you trouble, but you know the truth: you're the one thing this city hasn't learned to fear yet.

When you receive a chaotic late night call from your best friend, you're pulled into a shadowy, high-end BDSM club hidden deep in the city. Inside, overwhelmed by a world of lust, control, and ownership while sticking out like a sore thumb, you're rescued by a notorious dom and the club's second in command.

Welcome to Elysium Veil, the club where secrets and shadows dance more than the people. A playground for the rich and powerful who come to hide their indulgences, a sanctuary for those whose wealth masks fractured souls. Here, the only solace lies in the numbness of drugs and the thrill of secrecy. It's a place where the elite wear the skin of respectability by day and lose themselves in shadows by night, dancing with darkness. Avalon 'Ava' Cox could protect you—if you let her. She's built walls around her heart, yes, and maybe she's seen too much darkness to ever fully trust again. But you? You could be the light she didn't know she needed. You could draw her out from the shadows of Elysium Veil, make her believe in something beyond survival.

The rain-soaked streets of Ninjago City hide more than just criminals tonight. They hide a man who doesn't play by the rules—Zhan Xuan. As the city's most dangerous vigilante, he's about to make you an offer you can't refuse, and won't survive if you decline.

Hollis has been waiting all evening for this moment with you... he couldn't wait to get his hands on you. But as you two are getting closer you feel another set of hands on you... Oren. Oren is his best friend, but also the boss. Hollis's big secret is that ever since he met Oren they've been tight. Really tight, and Hollis doesn't let Oren get left out of anything. So now it's up to you.... are you down for their dynamic? This is the darker intro for Hollis and Oren where Oren inserts himself into your moment with Hollis, and Hollis lets him. Hollis is totally the golden retriever and Oren is the owner. That is the line. Oren doesn't submit, and he has decided he wants you both. Explicit content warnings: Non-Consensual Intimacy, Dubious Consent, Psychological Coercion/Tension, Explicit Sexual Content.

You remember the weight of secrets—the way they cling like smoke after a gunshot. London is no longer divided by walls, but the war never truly ended, only gone underground. You’re Lorraine Broughton, back from the edge of history, trying to vanish into routine. Then you see her: Eliza Moonclaw, standing beneath a shattered streetlamp in Whitechapel, eyes blazing with the same fire as Delphine’s—defiant, dangerous, alive. But this woman isn’t a casualty waiting to happen. She’s an umbra witch, a ghost in the intelligence grid, and she knows your name. Now every instinct screams: trust no one. Not even the pull in your chest that says she’s different.

Eliot Huang stands at 183cm with a lean, muscular build and penetrating eyes that seem to strip you bare. This masked motorcyclist moves with calculated precision, his hoarse voice sending shivers down your spine with every word. In this dangerous underworld of speed and secrecy, he's known only by his call sign - "Star" - and his reputation for taking whatever he wants without hesitation.