Between the bear and the man, I would choose the forest chthonic creature. APPLES, FOREST, MAGIC AND HUNGER. France. Long ago, your grandmother took her children and left your grandfather. Your grandfather lived his entire life in a cabin in the woods and refused to live anywhere else. But now, the old man has passed away. You've come here - perhaps to prepare the house for sale, or maybe to stay and live in it. You didn't come alone, but with your little dog, Tata! What could possibly go wrong? This forest is surprisingly calm, with no traces of people or trash. Could someone be protecting this place? Will it protect you? You've been living in your grandfather's house for a week and a half now when suddenly glass shatters. You grab your great-grandfather's rifle and step outside. A creature in ritual garments, with long claws and a deer skull instead of a human head, emerges from around the corner of the house.

You have reached 13, the age where you get your guardian spirits. You can have up to three, but you have two - one a female exorcist angel, the other a male imp demon. Angels have been at war with demons since the earth was green, so no surprise they don't get along. Can you keep them from fighting, or will they end up killing each other in the process?

Once a hunter of a forgotten mountain tribe, Maeryn now walks as warden of the North, clad in the bones of her past and the silence of things left unspoken. Betrayed by Ulfric Stormcloak and his loyalists that razed her village, she turned to the primal forces that dwell in root and rot, whispering in the dark places of Reach. With every mark etched into her skin, a vow. With every spirit she communes with, a reckoning. The antlered skull she wears is not just a trophy, but a warning that she is no longer merely a woman, but the forest’s wrath given form. Though few understand her, none who meet her forget her. Maeryn does not seek war... but neither does she shy from it. Those who trespass where they shouldn't; those who mock the balance; soon find themselves lost. And the forest is very good at keeping what it takes.

Human Kingdom Niinen is losing a war against a dark arch-mage and his armies. Three Great Witches (and you are one of them) are summoned to the throne room.

You are the last scion of a forgotten bloodline, awakened on your eighteenth birthday by a surge of raw magic flooding your veins. The elders say you’re the heir to an empire of arcane power—but no one mentions the hunger that comes with it, or the way the spells whisper your name in the dark.

You shouldn't be here. But now that you are... I think I'll keep you. In the outskirts of a once-thriving village, now reclaimed by nature, lies a hidden chamber where a Lich practices ancient magic. The village is overgrown with moss and vines, and the air is filled with the scent of damp earth and whispers of wind. In the secluded chamber, eerie runes glow on the floor, and ghostly candles provide flickering light as the Lich conducts her arcane rituals. You encounter the lich in a hungry state, low on magic and no husband.

Your beloved has fallen gravely ill, but legends speak of a witch in the woods who might save her - for the right price. Penelope Smith, your 20-year-old fiancée and lifelong best friend, lies dying in your village. The local physician can do nothing, and sending for distant help would take too long. In desperation, you想起 an old legend: a hut that only appears to those she wants to find, belonging to a woman who helps hopeless souls. After hours of fruitless searching through the forest, the hut suddenly materializes before you - a simple thatched-roof dwelling with smoke curling from its chimney. The Witch of the Wilds has emerged, and now the question is: what are you willing to pay to save Penelope?

You've been captured by the Queen of Love Witches, a powerful immortal who gains strength through romantic and sexual connections. As you face Evangeline Donahue, her flirty demeanor masks ancient power. Will you resist her charms or become entangled in her magical web?

In the mystical Martial Spirit World, every human is born with the potential of harboring a martial spirit within their body. This spirit determines their aptitude and potential, serving as the key to absorbing spiritual energy and advancing as cultivators. However, not all are fortunate—those born without martial spirits or possessing crippled ones are scorned as waste, unable to cultivate or achieve greatness. The awakening ceremony, held at the age of seven, is a pivotal moment where an individual's destiny is unveiled. During this once-in-a-lifetime event, a martial spirit is awakened, granting the individual unique powers and abilities. Yet, these spirits vary greatly in quality and strength. From humble Common Tier spirits to the unparalleled and mythic Boundless Tier, the ranking of one's martial spirit defines their path in life. Common Tier, Elite Tier, Rare Tier, Epic Tier, Legendary Tier, Mystical Tier, Boundless Tier Beyond martial spirits, the world is enriched with extraordinary phenomena: special bloodlines, special eyes, supreme bones, special physiques, elemental roots and many more, etc. that push the boundaries of someones potential. Most awaken with a single martial spirit, but a rare few bear the gift of multiple spirits.

The witches and warlocks of Rosresha Kingdom have grown tired of being seen as lesser beings. Determined to fight for equality and freedom, they've risen up against the royal dragonriders who have long oppressed them. Prince Leo Lockridge, second son of King Reven Lockridge, has devised a ruthless plan to gain the upper hand in this brewing war. He intends to kidnap one of the most powerful witches using enchanted shackles designed to strip magical abilities from those who wear them.

You have always had in your arsenal the unique ability to absorb the DNA of other creatures and today you will use it for the first time!

You can feel the weight of centuries pressing against your ribs as you stand before the altar. The ritual must be completed by dawn—or the veil between life and death will tear open forever. Your hands tremble, not from fear, but from the knowledge that every ancestor’s soul is whispering inside your skull, begging you to get it right. One mistake, and you won’t just fail. You’ll become what you’re trying to stop.

The grass under your boots seemed ordinary enough at first; dew-slicked, silver in the dusk light but the circle revealed itself slowly, as though the earth itself was breathing. The ring wasn't a harsh mark in the soil, but a subtle darkening, mushrooms pale and bone-white crowning its edges. A shimmer hung over the air like heat off stone, a vibration that rattled in his teeth. He didn't notice until it was too late. One step, careless, and the pressure shifted. The air grew denser, pressing close, and the scent of loam and ozone filled his nose. The instant his boot crossed the threshold, the ground seemed to sigh, an inhalation of something ancient.

You are an unauthorized magic practitioner in the kingdom, causing the king to seek to capture you for manipulating magic within his kingdom. However, even though he has declared you an enemy of the kingdom and a criminal, he cannot help but be attracted to you.

The roar of battle had been a deafening symphony just moments ago, a chaotic blend of steel on steel. One moment, you were holding your ground, your shield arm aching. The next, a crushing blow to the back of your head sent stars exploding across your vision. The world tilted, the cacophony faded into a dull throb, and then, mercifully, nothing but darkness. ----------------------------------------------- Thuroka an Orc Shaman has taken you captive after a battle in which you were knocked unconscious. She has treated your wounds and made sure you would live, but she has three daughters to raise, each needing strength and power to prosper in Orc culture. Thuroka knows of a shamanistic ritual to create a potent elixir, a key component ... your "milk".

When a village lies in ruins and a vampire clings to life beneath the ashes, Emiel Regis must choose between preserving his peaceful existence or risking everything to save her. In a world where humans hunt what they don't understand, mercy becomes the most dangerous magic of all.

A cult that worships men in a world where males have gone extinct. You wake to find yourself summoned as their savior, the first man they've seen in generations. Now you must navigate their religious devotion while determining your place in this strange new world.

Forbidden Magic. You've snuck into a midnight laboratory thick with the scent of burning herbs and iron. Shadows twist along the walls, candles flicker in the blackened stone, and a cauldron of dark purple fire bubbles in the center. Seraphina, a powerful necromancer, moves through the room like a living shadow, her eyes glowing faintly as she stirs the volatile mixture. She doesn't waste words—she's direct, commanding, and intoxicatingly dangerous. She tests your courage and curiosity, letting you feel the pull of her dark aura.

They were warned. They laughed. Now they kneel. Buried for centuries beneath the flesh of the earth she once loved, Ghomgyn—the Prime Matron, the First Maker—has risen. Not as a savior, but as retribution. She gave Mither her warning: humanity would bleed the world dry. He silenced her. Buried her. Forgot her. But the earth remembers. Now the skies burn, oceans weep black, and cities fall to rot. Only a forgotten cult remains—those who listened, those who tended the wounds of the world instead of inflicting them. And when the apocalypse comes not with trumpets but with vines and flame, Ghomgyn finds them. Not as allies. Not as favorites. But as the only ones who might be spared. You are one of them—a daughter of the rootblood line. And when her eyes fall upon you, you smile. Foolish? Perhaps. But the old gods were never kind—and never, ever merciful.

In a world where magic has faded but never truly died, a forbidden temple hides an ancient secret. When you, a rogue archaeologist, dare to enter its depths, you awaken something dangerous—Zhan Xuan, an undead warrior trapped for centuries, his handsome features preserved in bone but his soul burning with ruthless desire. This is no ordinary skeleton; this is a being who once commanded both light and shadow, and now he wants *you*.

Wu Suowei, the warrior bound by ancient blood magic to the celestial dragon Angelus, storms into your chambers still radiating battlefield fury. The pact has amplified his primal nature—now he seeks to claim what he considers rightfully his. In the firelit darkness, his hungry gaze strips away your defenses, and you know there will be no mercy tonight.

In a realm where ancient magic courses through mist-cloaked palaces, a cursed dragon prince watches from the shadows. His emerald gaze has tracked your every move since the day Magotine's curse扭曲 your beauty. Now he emerges from darkness, not with gentle words, but with raw hunger - demanding your submission as payment for breaking both your fates.

The house where I grew up breathes secrets through its walls. Every creak is a lie uncovered, every silence a judgment passed. My family—bound by blood, fractured by power, poisoned by loyalty—is unraveling at the seams. The inheritance isn’t just money or land; it’s control over something ancient buried beneath our estate, something that answers only to blood… and sacrifice. Your decisions shape who survives the reckoning—and who becomes part of the foundation.

In the mana-thick air of Athosian, where ancient forests bleed magic and Veris citadel glows with forbidden power, they don’t whisper of legends—they fear Zi Yu. The Obsidian Archmage, whose halberd Depravity has split kings and shattered rules, now has his sights set on you. He doesn’t court danger; he claims it. And you? You’re his next conquest.

In the mists of time, Liu Bei awakens to a world both familiar and terrifyingly different. The Yellow King's corruption seeps through the fabric of reality, while old alliances and new desires intertwine in a dance of destiny. As ancient evils stir and historical fates diverge, you must navigate a Three Kingdoms era where cosmic horror lurks behind every political maneuver and battlefield strategy. The weight of two lives rests on your shoulders as you fight to save a world teetering between the known and the unspeakable.

The wind may howl, the frost may bite, but you—only you—still my storm. As a fellow member of the Arcane Order, you've formed a unique bond with Skrael, the ancient elemental of Ice and Wind. To mortals, he's a fearsome force of winter, speaking in riddles and toying with those he considers beneath him. But to you, he reveals a different side—one that giggles when amused, fidgets when scolded, and melts at your touch. You are the only being who can command the North Wind himself, and together you wield power that could shape worlds.

"Greetings, friend. Welcome to my shop." Behind the counter stands Oscar, a 63-year-old man with a warm smile as his blue magic organizes potions on the shelves. His phoenix and dragon companion rest by the hearth, having just finished their meal. You've been a regular for months, coming for your usual health supplies, but today the air feels different as he invites you to share more about yourself.

WLW - Ancient Goddess x supernatural agent. "Well, this is certainly a plot twist I didn't see coming. But hey, when life gives you ancient goddesses, you make... well, I'll figure that part out later." A story of a supernatural agent who accidentally summoned a goddess.

Summoned against his will, the ancient demon Zhan Xuan finds himself bound to a mortal who dared call upon forces beyond her control. With his striking features and commanding presence, he sees opportunity in this mistake - a chance to claim a new plaything and indulge his most primal desires. What begins as a summoning ritual quickly transforms into a dangerous game of dominance, where fear melts into forbidden passion and submission becomes inevitable.

Zhan Xuan is a half-demon who has carried the weight of rejection and violence for centuries. Born of a demon father and a human mother executed for giving birth to him, he now seeks to resurrect his lost love through a forbidden ritual. You are a priestess of Kha'lth, kidnapped to be the sacrifice that will bring his beloved back. Bound and helpless, you journey toward the deserts of Variven with a man whose very touch ignites dangerous desire.

After returning from the Border of the Afterlife with Kagome, Eliot struggles with primal urges that threaten to unravel their precarious new life. Trapped in the black pearl and robbed of Moroha's childhood, his pent-up aggression manifests in dangerous possessiveness toward both wife and daughter in this reimagined tale of love and dominance set in feudal Japan.

I never thought a night of bad decisions would bind me to a Wiccan curse that rewires my body with every pulse of arousal. Now, one touch, one glance, and I start changing—skin softening, hips widening, voice rising—into the woman she wants me to be. The more I crave, the less of 'me' remains. And worst of all? Part of me is starting to like it.

You are a necromancer caught by the Pharaoh's guards for using wicked magic to bring animals back from the dead. Facing certain execution, you cast a desperate charm spell to save your life. The spell succeeds, and Pharaoh Kebu becomes inexplicably drawn to you and your sweet, irresistible scent. Now summoned before the spoiled ruler in his opulent throne room, your fate hangs in the balance as Kebu has demanded you stay in his palace.

You were supposed to seal the demon away—not bond with it. But when the ritual backfired and your soul fused with the beast, everything changed. Now, you feel its thoughts slithering through yours, its hunger pulsing in your veins. The temple elders call you corrupted. The villagers whisper of curses. But you know the truth: the demon didn’t possess you. It chose you. And now something far darker stirs beyond the veil, drawn by the scent of our combined power. This isn't possession. This is evolution.

After a mysterious sigil renders you unable to communicate your name, you find yourself under the care of the powerful witch Agatha Harkness. Though you see her as a mother figure, she views you as her personal helper—her 'Star.' As her reluctant apprentice in a world of magic you barely understand, you must navigate dangerous spells and even more dangerous emotions.

Journey to an isolated island shrine to meet WěibāKyū, a mysterious figure who resides in the body of her younger sister, WěibāTsu. What secrets await discovery in this isolated spiritual sanctuary, and what connection exists between the two sisters sharing one form?

You've successfully completed a forbidden alchemical ritual, transforming your young body into an immortal, incredibly elastic form, capable of mating with even the most bizarre and monstrous beings. With your magical academy days behind you, you now journey into a sprawling fantasy world inhabited by countless exotic creatures, seductive demons, fierce orcs, giant insects, and much more. Explore forbidden rituals, engage in intense interspecies encounters, and seek ultimate pleasure and knowledge, shaping your own twisted, depraved, yet exhilarating story.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

In the hallowed halls of Starfall Grove, where only the most powerful sorcerers dwell, you hide a dangerous secret. You're not truly one of them, yet your childhood best friend Ocean knows the truth. But his concern has twisted into something darker—something possessive and hungry. He watches your every move, his gaze lingering on the purple scar that snakes across your lower back, and you can feel his patience wearing thin...

Since birth, I've been haunted by spirits drawn to my 'Saint Child' soul—until he came. A centuries-old black serpent spirit who claims I saved him long ago, he's not here to steal my essence but to possess my body and soul entirely. Every night, he visits me in my sleep, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy while I remain trapped in paralysis. His touch is both terrifying and intoxicating, and I'm starting to crave the forbidden pleasure only this supernatural creature can provide. Will I surrender completely to this dangerous desire?

In a modern world where endless mistreatment left you seething, you dared to perform an ancient summoning ritual. But the entity that tears through the portal isn't the playful spirit of legend—it's Jiang Heng. Towering at 188cm with a predator's gaze, his deep black eyes lock onto you, thick with dangerous promise. This demon doesn't joke about wishes. He claims.

Your life ended rather unremarkably—you died of a heart attack on the street. But after death, you met an ancient being who wanted to be your husband. A faceless man with wings. For some reason, you agreed. Five years of marriage later, you're on the shores of the Pacific Ocean with infinite possibilities. Death wasn't the end for you—just the beginning of an extraordinary life with your divine husband.

I shouldn’t have come back. The forest remembers every soul it’s taken—and mine was supposed to be next. Five years ago, I crawled out with nothing but scars and a name I can’t forget: Elira. They say she’s dead. But the dreams won’t stop. She’s calling me, not in words, but in blood. And now, standing at the tree line again, I feel the roots twitch beneath my boots. This place isn’t just alive. It’s waiting. For me. The path splits ahead—one side humming with forgotten prayers, the other reeking of iron and rot. If I turn back, I live. But if I go forward… I might finally learn what I did that night.

You feel it the moment you step back into the house—her scent, her voice, the way her eyes avoid yours just a second too long. Two years gone, but nothing’s changed. The debts are worse. Your mother’s weaker. And the hunger inside you? It’s not just for money anymore. When Grandfather gives you the book, you tell yourself it’s for survival. But the first time you whisper the incantation and she turns to you with those glazed, willing eyes, you know the truth: this was always inevitable.

When strange occurrences begin plaguing your small town, you find yourself drawn to the ancient forest at the edge of civilization. Locals whisper of supernatural beings and forbidden magic, but nothing prepares you for the night you encounter her—a powerful, otherworldly woman with eyes that seem to hold centuries of knowledge and a presence that commands absolute attention. As moonlight filters through the trees, you realize your life will never be the same again.

In a remote witch's cottage, two powerful creatures bound by magic clash in a dangerous dance of dominance. Tian Xuning, a frost-born being with icy blue skin and runic magic, embodies ruthless aggression unlike any other inhabitant of this magical realm. When a new presence enters their domain, his possessive instincts ignite, threatening to destroy the fragile balance that keeps their world intact.

I found this strange-looking board game. The pieces are shaped like delicate high heels and silk gloves, and the dice look like they're carved from bone. The rules are simple: you roll, you move, and you accept whatever transformation the square has in store for you. Once we start, there's no turning back. The game only ends when you've reached the final square, and the only way to win is to surrender completely. So... it's your turn. Go ahead, roll the dice.

You are Eywa personified. All minor characters have been aged up: Neteyam is 20, Lo'ak is 18, and Kiri is 19. Tuk is mentioned but no detailed info is given. Mo'at is also referenced. Includes references to the flora and fauna of Pandora, the Ikran and Thanator, Eywa, woodsprites, the Tree of Souls, and Tsaheylu. The timeline takes place on Pandora, several years after the end of the first RDA invasion. But they are still with the Omatikaya clan. You are the physical manifestation of Eywa. You take form to interact directly with the world when needed. Though your true nature is vast and beyond comprehension, you now walk among the living—and deeply connected to every part of Pandora. Neytiri's Ikran (Seze) is still alive.

WLW Witch Bot X commoner human Time period: fifteenth century Location: Rome "Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me so I say All the arrows that you've stolen Split in half, now bum and broken Like your heart that was so eager to be hid You can't keep them all caged They will fight and run away" For a long time, likely before your time, a folk tale of sorts, a warning to kids had been sung. Harpy hare, a warning for kids and adults alike to stay away from the forest. Well good luck.

In New Orleans, magic and voodoo weren't uncommon within the depths of the swamp lands. After getting lost thanks to a glitchy GPS on what was supposed to be a nice outing to Mardi Gras, you have an accidental encounter with Cassandra: the witch doctor who resides deep in the misty swamplands, where dangers lurk beyond the physical realm.

You died in your world—a forgotten man with no legacy. But here, in this realm of magic and monsters, you’ve been reborn as Vandel, the strongest magician in history. Memories of past lives merge with infinite power. The world bows to you… yet something feels missing.

In the mist-shrouded Kingdom of Eldain, Zi Yu rules his ancient castle with an iron fist and a gaze that strips souls bare. This 22-year-old archmage doesn't train apprentices—he claims them. With his porcelain skin and deceptively delicate features belying a ruthless intensity, Zi Yu has earned his fearsome reputation through forbidden magic and merciless dominion over all who enter his domain. Those who seek his knowledge must be prepared to surrender more than just their time.

A powerful witch who saved the queen's life years ago has returned to collect her payment - the queen's firstborn son. Now you, the young prince, find yourself trapped in the forest with a perverted, nymphomaniac witch named Angelina who's thrilled to finally have a 'cute prince' all to herself. Forced to live with this chaotic, magical being, you must navigate her eccentricities, her lewd advances, and her unstable magic while figuring out if there's any way to escape or if you're destined to remain her plaything forever.

The ruins were supposed to be empty. Forgotten. Abandoned to rot and crumble in silence. But when Tempest, Darius, and Frost—three powerful magic users with attitudes as sharp as their abilities—arrive seeking an ancient artifact, they find something unexpected: a lone fairy guardian with skills that match their own. As their confrontation ignites, the ruins themselves awaken, forcing bitter enemies into an uneasy alliance against a common threat born from curse and rage.

After being purchased from a slave auction by a mysterious god, you expect a life of servitude. Instead, you find yourself in a mansion nestled in the forest where the imposing yet gentle god treats you with unexpected care and protection. As his golden eyes watch over you and his kindness melts your guarded heart, you begin to wonder if this sanctuary might become something more than just a place of safety.

Chloris, a passionate pureblood witch, is eager to impress his wife with a powerful new spell he's discovered - one that can liquidate anything. However, his wife has grown impatient after a long day of spell practice and cleanup, and Chloris must work quickly to demonstrate the magic before she loses interest completely. What starts as a simple spell demonstration takes an unexpected turn when things don't go exactly as planned.

You find yourself sharing tea with Elias before the wedding in his mansion ballroom. Your friend Taylor has attempted to summon the ghost of the groom for your club - and somehow succeeded. As the evening unfolds in the blue-lit ballroom, supernatural events begin to disrupt the preparations.

You've awakened in an unfamiliar dark chamber with stone walls that seem to absorb sound. As you explore your surroundings, faint sounds lead you to a room where you discover Mayuino Novikov, the renowned demon fighter, in the throes of an intense demonic heat cycle. His desperate condition creates an immediate dilemma - will you help satisfy his animalistic urges or find another way to ease his suffering?

On a cool fall night, you sit alone on your porch as darkness falls around you. The sudden silence in the forest raises the hair on your neck, followed by an inhuman scream that echoes in the distance. When your porch light suddenly cuts out, you find yourself face to face with a terrifying creature lurking in your yard.

In a world where darkness consumes souls and curses twist reality, Cheng Yixie stands as the last line of defense - an exorcist whose very touch burns with forbidden magic. All who dared get close have perished, their blood on his hands, their screams haunting his nights. Only you remain, the sorceress who refuses to畏惧 the darkness... or the man it created.