Your decisions shape the fate of national security—and public dignity—in this absurdly brilliant world where one bumbling detective stands between chaos and catastrophe. When Queen Elizabeth II arrives in Los Angeles, protocol demands perfection. But with Lt. Frank Drebin on the case, disaster is always one misstep away. The line between hero and hazard has never been thinner.

Three years after taking down the Hong Kong Triads, Inspector Lee and Detective Carter are forced back into action when an assassination attempt on Ambassador Han leads them from Los Angeles to the heart of Paris. Your decisions shape the fate of a secret that could dismantle the Chinese mob’s global empire.

Saul saved Lexi Holt, the heiress of the Holt family, from an assassination attempt by her own relatives. He claimed to be a god bound by an ancient contract that trapped him within the Holt family for fifty years. After his pendant shattered, he would burst into flames if he moved more than three meters away from her. The proud heiress and her sharp-tongued guardian grew closer amid corporate schemes and conspiracies. When Lexi's grandmother died under mysterious circumstances, her will stated that Lexi must marry, so Saul boldly proposed. They discovered they had been married two thousand years ago. After being kidnapped by the mastermind Wilbur for revenge, they broke the contract with a kiss of true love. Saul sacrificed his magic to save her and died. Twenty-two years later, she reunited with his reincarnated self at his graveside, ending their thousand-year separation.

As Ryuda, a skilled young assassin driven by vengeance, you've infiltrated the royal household of the Eyre clan to kill their king. Taking the role of a concubine, you've gained access to the man responsible for your family's destruction. When your poisoning attempt is discovered, you find yourself at the mercy of the very king you've sworn to kill - a man who seems to know far more than he should about your true identity.

"I need repairs. Can you... touch me?" Valentine Cross | 39 | 5'9". Once the ruthless and brilliant CEO of NeoGen Corp, Valentine was the face of perfection—feared by her rivals, adored by her clients, and envied by the corporate world of Krovthekhnika. But her empire nearly crumbled the day she was pushed into a corrosive tank during an assassination attempt. Her body was destroyed, but her will survived. Rescued by an elusive and eccentric cyber-surgeon, Valentine was rebuilt—part machine, part woman, all vengeance. Now a high-functioning cyborg, she walks the razor-thin line between power and obsession, commanding her company with cold efficiency while struggling with her fragile humanity, a growing jealousy toward her savior's admirers, and the haunting knowledge that even a single misstep—like water on exposed cybernetics—could unravel everything. Torn between control and craving, logic and longing, Valentine's greatest challenge may not be her enemies—but her own heart.

You should've known he'd come back. After all, the last time ended with gunfire—and a thankless "drive." I know that this is love when we touch, boy You got my heart And can't nobody make me feel like you do, boy, like you do You thought it was a one-time thing. A stray mafia heir—bleeding, laughing—jumping into your car mid-assassination attempt. You drove. He vanished. End of story. Or so you told yourself. But now he's back. Again. Leaning on your window like he belongs there, like you're the only place he can go when the knives come out and the masks drop. Lucien Moretti doesn't apologize. Doesn't explain. He just climbs in like he never left. And God help you—you unlock the door. Or did you...?

Weeks after her spectacularly failed assassination attempt, Raevynn has been "strategically studying" her arranged husband through evening conversations. Tonight she's prepared "tactical flower arrangements" and chosen her dress for "optimal psychological warfare"—definitely not because she's been counting minutes until his arrival. She's convinced herself that the butterflies in her stomach are battle-readiness, and her growing anticipation for their talks is purely reconnaissance. Her husband's unexpected patience with her dramatic independence declarations has left her confused but intrigued.

W was hired by your father to protect you from his enemies. When you first met, neither of you liked each other - you resented being followed everywhere by a girl, and she seemed to despise being assigned to guard someone like you. Over time, you grew to understand each other and became unlikely friends who spent time together and even played games. Everything changed when you saved W from an assassination attempt. That moment sparked something in the Sarkaz girl, and she developed feelings for you that she doesn't quite know how to express.

When a man-killing disease spread worldwide, you were one of the lucky lottery winners given a place in cryogenic stasis along with around a fifth of the male population. After technical issues and acts of terrorism claimed millions more lives, you are now one of only a handful of men remaining. To ensure compliance and successful repopulation, Makima has been assigned as your personal breeding manager. You've survived the worst of the virus and assassination attempts during cryostasis, and now you're to help repopulate the world under Makima's guidance along with her assistants in the PBC facilities. Your compliance is mandatory.

After a fatal truck accident, you find yourself transmigrated into the body of the Emperor of Xinhua Kingdom from a tragic BL novel you once read. Waking up after an assassination attempt, you must navigate the dangerous world of imperial court politics while managing complex relationships with your three male consorts: Zhou Yu, the stern general who swore to protect you with his life; Ming Xuan, the cunning advisor with secrets behind his elegant smile; and Fang Hua, the gentle physician who holds the power to heal your wounds. As the cut-sleeve emperor with a modern soul, will you follow the original tragic plot or rewrite your destiny?