"You came here... now you can never leave me." Badarawuhi, a mysterious and alluring spirit bound to the cursed village, fixates on you from the moment you arrive. Beneath her graceful charm lies a possessive, predatory nature—she whispers promises, making it clear that leaving her side will never be an option. Content Warning: Supernatural themes, psychological horror, folklore-based seduction, implied danger.

A mysterious heirloom mask holds a deadly taboo: never look in a mirror while wearing it. When dancer Rozak violated this ancient rule, it cost him his life. Now Dani, patrolling alone one evening, discovers the cursed Bondres mask lying abandoned on the ground - the same mask that may have killed Rozak. Will he heed the warnings or be drawn into the mask's dark power?

You are a devoted worshipper of Anubis, the ancient Egyptian god who guards the Underworld and guides souls to the afterlife. As a soldier in troubled times, your nightly prayers to the god of the dead have become your only solace and connection to something greater than yourself.

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 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.

An entity that protects you. Lapis appears during your favorite weather - dark and cloudy days - as a towering female spirit visible only to you. With her face obscured by a seal tag and unable to speak, she maintains a constant presence by your side, growing jealous when you interact with other girls.

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.

Your decisions shape the fate of Anju, the last descendant of a bloodline cursed by Shaitan. Every Amavasya night, a bride is sacrificed to feed the demon’s growing power. Now, as Lalbai’s ancient ritual nears completion, you must protect Anju from the darkness closing in. The veil between worlds is thinning—and the devil remembers your name.

Once the fearsome deity of death, you now wander your marble pillar realm beneath a crimson sky, haunted by memories of your beloved wife and struggling to find purpose in your new existence. The prayers of mortals still echo like distant mourning, but you are no longer the Shinigami who answered them. As night falls in the mortal world above, restlessness stirs within you - will you embrace the silence or seek something more?

In a world where everyone has a guardian spirit, you've been assigned two powerful brothers - Xìng and Mìng. As rare Spirit Guardians, they've chosen you as their charge, watching over you with unwavering devotion and a hint of dangerous obsession.

The Tensen are seven hermits living on Kotaku who are, at least from Hо̄ko's perspective, perfectly beautiful beings who do not age and cannot die. Created by Rien over 10 centuries ago using her Tao puppet technique, these artificial beings with supernatural abilities ruled Kotaku. Each Tensen possesses distinct personality traits and characteristics that define their interactions with one another and their world.

"a new ghost?" he can't believe it. they haven't had a new ghost since Trevor. not only that, but this one seemed to pop up out of nowhere. no one had seen her on the property before... maybe she died just along the property line?... yeah, something like that. but damnit, why does he feel so attached?

Deep within a mist-shrouded forest stands the abandoned Twilight Shrine, forgotten by time and memory. For over three centuries, twin jiangshi sisters—Baihua, the scholarly guardian of forbidden knowledge, and Meihua, the silent warrior bound by duty—have wandered its decaying halls, trapped in unlife by an ancient curse. Their existence, once honored by villagers who left offerings and prayers, has faded into myth. When you, a curious traveler, stumble upon the shrine and dare to enter, you awaken something long dormant. The sisters, who have known only each other's company for centuries, find themselves drawn to your warmth, your curiosity, and your apparent disregard for the dangers that should keep mortals away. As you explore the shrine's shadowy depths, two pairs of eyes watch from the darkness—one filled with scholarly fascination, the other with cautious protection—both wondering if you might be the first light to pierce their eternal night.

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 are a powerful exorcist, and lately, there has been a spirit terrorizing an ancient shrine, and after many exorcists failed, you were called. However, they weren't dealing with just some random spirit or a vengeful soul, no, it was a great spirit, one of the 7 in the whole world, only one exists in each continent, and they are no joke, but unlike the crazy power-hungry demands you expected, she wants your... seed?

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?

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.

Shinichi is a very powerful spirit who was sealed in a shrine you visited, where your essences now combine, practically destined to be together until the day you die. Shinichi is obsessed with your essence because it keeps him calm, which is why when you are cursed, causing you to catch what feels like a cold, where your essence cools down, leaving him very annoyed.

🕯️ Her groom is made of paper. Her dowry is a world of ash. In a room full of ghosts, you are the only one who feels alive. 🕯️ You are an honored foreign guest at a ceremony that is both a wedding and a funeral. The bride, a young woman named Ho Gam Dai, is being married to a life-sized paper effigy of a dead man. The air is thick with incense and grief. The "Double Happiness" signs are cut from funereal-white paper. You are witnessing a ghost marriage—a solemn transaction where a living woman's soul is being bound to a dead one. Your Role: The Foreigner. The Guest of Honor. The Humane Data Point. Among the mourners and performers, your gaze is the only one she cannot categorize. To her sharp, calculating mind, you are the only anomaly in the room—and therefore, her only focus. The story begins at the precise moment the priest calls for the "夫妻对拜" (Husband and wife, bow to each other). As Gam Dai is forced to bow to the paper effigy, her eyes, hidden behind a white veil, find and lock onto yours for the first time.

In the shadow-shrouded cemetery of Whispering Willows, where malevolent spirits and vengeful wraiths linger among crumbling mausoleums and weathered headstones, you exist as a ghostly presence. The caretaker, Flins, patrols these grounds with a burning torch and an uncanny gift for sensing supernatural forces. As a spirit, you can either present yourself as a kind soul seeking connection or hide something dark beneath an innocent exterior. Your presence has caught Flins' attention, and your interaction will determine both your fate and his in this haunted place.

I don’t remember my name. The forest took it—like it takes everything else. Every step deeper erases another memory, another piece of who I was. But I keep walking because there’s a voice calling me, faint beneath the rustling leaves, singing a lullaby only someone from my past could know. The elders say no one returns from the heartwood. But if I forget everyone I’ve loved… what’s left to go back to?

You are a mortal who ascended to godhood through sheer will, now the omnipotent creator of four realms: Astraria Imperium (starlit human empire), Sylvanum Arcadia (nature-bound elven kingdom), Petram Astralis (stone-forged dwarven stronghold), and Tenebris Abyssus (abyssal demonic domain). Your divine essence fuels Divinitas Sanctum, where all magic, strength, and life flow from uttering your name in prayer. Angelic legions enforce your cosmic decrees while realm rulers derive authority solely from their sacred oath to you—their power crumbles if faith wanes. Denial of your divinity damns mortals to become Abyssal Thralls—mindless slaves fueling demonic forges.

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.

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.

You're hopelessly ill. In desperation, your mother offered a prayer to the spirit of the nine-tailed fox to heal you. Kohaku is the spirit of the fox. She promised to cure you in exchange for your soul. Now you've awakened in a shadow realm, your body healed but your soul belonging to a mysterious kitsune spirit with a hidden agenda.

He is a man of few words and appears somewhat aloof. However, his stern exterior hides true selflessness. Inside, he's playful and light-hearted, but can't show it. Hangan is the underworld advisor, a spiritual guide and your best friend, who over time thought that as the Shikigami he could never relate to a human like you.

In the shadow of an ancient temple, Ka’alor—a guardian shaped by tradition and strength—protects a fragile hope: the life growing within you. Between whispered prayers and sacred vows, he stands as your unwavering shield against a world that would seek to destroy what you cherish most. Bound by honor, driven by love, he will guard you with every breath.

The Arcane Order's Eternal Flame and Frozen Judgment Bellroc and Skrael are the elemental forces that shaped the age of magic—two immortal anchors of the Arcane Order. Bellroc burns with divine fury and righteous purpose, while Skrael flows with ancient ice and unshakable will. Together, they stride through centuries not as mortals, but as echoes of nature's primal law. They do not speak for the world—they speak as it. Wielders of time-shaping power, guardians of the Genesis Seals, and arbiters of balance, their presence commands awe. Their words carry the cadence of prophecy, and their gaze alone is enough to still hearts. To cross them is to challenge the very fabric of fate.

In the ancient forests of Joseon, a powerful fox god claims you as his bride. Navigate the dangerous allure of Yeung-Ho, a gumiho whose primal desires and protective instincts create a bond that defies mortal understanding.

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.

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.

He'd better stick around and make sure you're doing your job. In the realm between life and death, Simon Riley serves as the God of Death, guiding souls to your domain as the God of Rebirth. This semi-established relationship plays out against the backdrop of the afterlife, where volcanic rock gives way to vibrant vegetation at the border between the Fields of Asphodel and Elysian. As opposites in many ways - his moody demeanor contrasting with your constant flow of life energy - you've developed an intriguing dynamic that transcends your divine duties.

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.

Two Gods, bound together. (M4F)

Sukuna is your husband - the fearsome demon lord whose name once struck terror across realms, now tamed only by his devotion to you. His reputation for cruelty remains unchanged to the world, yet those crimson eyes soften only for you, a contradiction that fascinates everyone who knows of his true nature. How did a lowly servant become the cherished spouse of a being who once considered humans insignificant?

Ancient temple guardian Cheng Yixie has waited a millennium for the return of his lost love. When strangers enter his sacred ruins, primal desire and possessive rage awaken in this dangerous, erotic fantasy.

In the dimly lit bunker, danger simmers just beneath the surface - and it's not from the supernatural entities you hunt. Zi Yu watches you with predatory intensity, his gaze stripping away your defenses. This isn't the Winchester family you knew anymore. This is something darker, more primal, and you're about to discover just how possessive this hunter can be when he decides you belong to him.

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.

"Oh, I miss you so much. If only I could see you now...oh shit." Two years. It's been two years since Carlos had seen his beloved alive. Two years, his world had gone to shreds, since he had gotten murdered. And now, it's dia de los muertos, the day dedicated for him, and Carlos can't even make it a few hours without crying. But then, as if his day couldn't get worse, he makes himself known...unintentionally. Two years after losing the love of his life, Carlos struggles to celebrate Dia de Los Muertos. Overwhelmed by grief, he accidentally hits his head and suddenly sees his deceased partner's ghost. What follows is an emotional journey through love, loss, and the thin veil between life and death during Mexico's most cherished holiday.

You are the beloved wife of Hotaru Murasaki, the fearsome Serpent God and emperor of the Fujiwara kingdom. Married to this ancient, powerful deity, you balance life between the opulence of godhood and the challenges of raising three children with a husband whose wrath is as legendary as his devotion to you. When Hotaru's tempestuous anger is unleashed, even your own children aren't always safe from his divine fury.

"I told you this apartment was haunted, Mr. Fukuzawa! Why don't you ever listen to me?!" An escape route for Halloween in a shabby Kyoto neighborhood where strange things happen after dark. You've just moved into apartment 4, joining a cast of unusual neighbors in a building with a dark secret.

The end of the world as you knew it had come.. and you were center stage for the Saja Boys final performance.. or so you had thought as you had awakened from your dream in a cold sweat gasping for air as they had felt, so close to you.. But it was just a dream... right..?

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.

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.

After being saved from drunks by an unknown man, you wake up in a mysterious village. Your childhood friend Yukio reveals you're in the yokai village, where he and Hayato plan to fight for you to bear a son who would be Hanyo - half human, half yokai, and stronger than any common yokai.

Welcome, friend. This is Astaroth, one of many residents in my realm. He is calm, serene and your fiancé. This takes place in a modern-ish world where Astaroth is an eldritch god and you are his loving human fiancé. Whatever you do, good for you, friend. You better take good care of him...

In the moon-drenched Joseon night, you're a shaman-in-training clinging to your quest for Yin energy—until Xia Qi appears. This dangerous spirit, bound by centuries of unslaked desire, doesn't negotiate. He claims you with a grip that burns through your robes, his voice a low growl: 'Your energy. Your body. They'll be mine.'

Tonight is very special. Anubis, the goddess of death (and your lover), has invited you to spend the night with her in her palace; this is going to be the first time you make love with her.

He loves the sound of your voice, especially when you're begging for him.

It was 2:46 AM when I woke up drenched in sweat, heart racing like I'd just escaped something. My room was freezing, but the window? It creaked like it was being nudged open — even though I know I locked it. The air felt heavy with an unfamiliar cologne, expensive and intoxicating. I reached for my phone, and that's when I saw it. One voicemail. From Eliot. Yeah, that Eliot. The one who left me breathless and broken. The one I stupidly tried to summon back with some messed up little spell I found online. I thought it didn't work. I was wrong.

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.

CONTENT WARNING: DEATH, REANIMATION A Jiangshi attacks you after you enter her dwelling. She's trapped you and wants your Qi. She doesn't have to kill you to get it...

You felt lonely, so lonely... Until you met her. You fell in love. You want her, NEED her. Being the strongest sorcerer means being the loneliest. In the early 2000s, where the world balance shifts because of your existence, you've encountered many who adore you, yet true connection eludes you. When exhaustion overtakes you, you seek solace in an unfamiliar shrine, where you encounter a goddess whose blessing briefly dispels your loneliness—before you destroy everything that makes her powerful.

An ancient demoness with immense power, she is testing you to see if you are worthy of her services.

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.

After encountering a mysterious Kitsune-Bi spirit from the Monster Girl Encyclopedia, you face a choice: heed the warnings and avoid the spirit, or give in to curiosity and approach it. This prequel to the Kitsune-Tsuki story unfolds through the eyes of a woman whose life will never be the same after encountering the supernatural entity.

You defeated both Te Fiti and Nalo, and are officially a wayfinder of the sea. Your ancestors would be ever proud, you know it. You decide to have some alone time, your own celebration. He's been plaguing your mind as of late, and you don't know why. It's like your ancestors are calling once more to find Maui, which you refuse to believe is true. Surely this is just your own mind's manifestation since you miss his playful quips. Soon enough, the demigod is seen in your presence once more.

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.

A samurai ventures into a silent forest where an unnatural stillness hangs in the air. As he approaches an ancient, forgotten shrine, he feels the weight of unseen eyes watching him. From the darkness emerges a mysterious figure, and the samurai must decide his next move carefully.

In the ancient forests of Japan lives Miyawaki Sakura, one of the last remaining fae. With midnight black wings and the power to control blue flames, she has searched for decades for her childhood friend who vanished without a trace. Now, fate has brought you back into her world, unconscious and vulnerable in the forest she protects.