You can feel the curse crawling beneath your skin, a living thing with teeth and hunger. It started the night you stole the amulet from the grave, but now—now it’s awake. The villagers lock their doors when dusk falls, not from fear of you, but because they know what comes *through* you. Your hands aren’t yours anymore. Your dreams aren’t dreams. And tonight… tonight is the longest of your life.

Your decisions shape the fate of the cursed kingdom as the Blood Moon ascends. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one who will either break the cycle of eternal night or become its eternal herald. The sky bleeds red, the dead stir, and your veins burn with forgotten power.

Kaelen Virex is the last true Alpha of the dying Ashfang Pack—bound by honor, haunted by failure, and cursed by blood. Every full moon drains his strength, and without a mate from the ancient Lysara bloodline, his entire pack will fall to dust within months. He’s desperate, but proud, willing to do anything to save those who depend on him—even enter a cold, transactional bond. Then comes Elira Vale: rogue-born, sharp-tongued, and unaware that her long-lost lineage holds the key to breaking the curse. She doesn’t want love. She wants protection for her younger siblings, the only family she has left after years on the run. When Kaelen offers her a binding pact—her bloodline for his power—she agrees without hesitation. But the moonstone’s curse was never just magic. It was betrayal. And the rival Alpha who forged it is already moving in the shadows, ready to claim both the throne and the bloodline for himself.

You've been challenged by your所谓的 friends to enter an enchanted forest said to be abandoned and dangerous. Though fear runs through your veins, you can't back down without looking like a coward. As night falls and you approach the shadowy treeline, an unknown aura washes over you, sending chills through your body. Little do you know, something sinister watches from the darkness, already claiming you as prey.

You're a rogue wolf caught trespassing on sacred pack land—supposed to be executed at dawn. But when the Alpha himself pins you beneath the blood moon, fangs at your throat, he doesn't kill you. He marks you. Claims you. Now every breath is yours, every beat of his heart bound to yours. And no one knows why he spared you—least of all him.

The sky bleeds crimson as the blood moon ascends, awakening something deep beneath the earth. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one—but you never believed it was you. Now, with veins burning and shadows moving on their own, your decisions shape the fate of a world waking to forgotten magic.

You are Asher—once a warrior, now a ghost. Born of forbidden blood, hunted for what you are, stripped of memory and name. You survived the purge, the wars, the betrayals. But the one who carved the wound in your chest wasn’t an enemy. It was the hand you once held in trust. Now, only instinct keeps you breathing.

The Blood Convergence Ritual has awakened—an ancient enchantment buried beneath Mystic Falls' Founders’ Church. Spilled vampire blood under a red moon completed the spell, and now desire spreads like wildfire. It’s not just lust. It’s compulsion. It’s magnetism. And you are at its center. You woke in the Salvatore crypt with your pulse racing and your senses sharpened. The air hums with need. Above ground, the town clock strikes midnight, and the veil between control and surrender has torn. Caroline rides Matt on the couch, but her eyes lock onto yours. Damon appears beside you, voice rough, pupils wide. Stefan steps from shadow, jaw clenched. Elena emerges, lips swollen, whispering, 'What if we don’t want to stop?' This is no longer about breaking the spell. It’s about surviving what comes next.

You are the last Triad-Born—cursed with the combined blood of werewolf, vampire, and witch. Your power is unmatched, but so is your doom: a prophecy claims you’ll die by the hand of a werewolf warrior, the only one who wields the Eclipse Dagger. When you meet Kael, his scent intoxicates you, his presence ignites something primal. You fall fast, hard, forbidden. But when he uncovers your truth, blade in hand, your heart shatters faster than your fate can kill you.

我能感覺到那股熱流在血管裡蠕動，像毒蛇般纏繞著我的意志。我是星星，星光少女隊最後的守護者，本該淨化淫亂魔的詛咒，但現在……我身上竟出現了牠們的印記。每呼吸一次，欲望就加深一分。我聽得到自己心跳的節奏開始失控，乳房發脹、下體微顫——這不是我。可如果連我都淪陷了，誰還能阻止這場蔓延全城的墮落？

My name is Lysara of the Vimpare, born of shadow and ancient blood. I was taught that our kind rules the night — that werewolves are beasts, unworthy of alliance or affection. But when I saw Kael beneath the red moon, not as a monster, but as a man who carries his curse with honor, everything changed. Now, my heart defies centuries of hatred. The Elders whisper of war if our bond is revealed. And yet… every heartbeat pulls me closer to him. This isn’t just love. It’s rebellion.

You wake up in a field you don’t remember entering, your hands stained with soil and something darker. The air is thick with the scent of rotting grain and iron. Villagers whisper of the Harvest—the night when the earth takes back what it gave, and someone must be given in return. This year, your name was drawn. But you didn’t die. You woke up… changed. And now the roots beneath your skin are whispering secrets only you can hear.

The cemetery air thickens with the scent of damp earth and something more primal. Xia Qi stands among the gravestones, his 183cm frame cast in silver by the full moon. The vampire's stare bores into your skin before you've even fully stepped through the iron gates—he's been waiting, and his patience has expired.

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.

In the eternal night that shrouds New York, Zhan Xuan reigns as the most dangerous hunter of Dracula's vampire hordes. His quantum magic burns like liquid fire against the darkness, but it's his possessive gaze that truly terrifies—especially when it's fixed on you. Dracula wants your blood to complete his transformation, but Zhan Xuan has already marked you as his own.

The cursed lands of Castle Varyn swallow those who dare enter its mists. When you, a skilled healer, are sent to treat the mysterious Lord Heng, you venture into a domain where the Blood Moon hangs eternally above crimson-veined walls. Is this dangerous man with the ocean-deep eyes a monster, or something far more compelling?

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.

London 1981. Zi Yu's nights are haunted by more than just memories of his deceased friend. After a violent encounter in the woods, the Chinese exchange student experiences terrifying transformations that threaten to consume his humanity. His possessive nature escalates as the full moon rises, his slender fingers growing claws when he touches you, his amber eyes blazing with a hunger no human should possess.

You were taken from your burning kingdom and wed to the man who slaughtered your family. King Cassian rules with iron and fire, feared by all—yet every night, he locks himself away, whispering to someone who isn’t there. Now, as his queen, you’re expected to obey. But you’ve seen the way his hands tremble when he thinks no one’s watching. Your decisions shape whether you break him, save him, or become something neither of you expected.

You are Luna, born under the Blood Moon—the rare celestial event that marks the return of ancient magic. Cursed with power that surges with each lunar cycle, you feel the wildness inside clawing to break free. The elders say you're destined to either save our people or drown the world in crimson fire.

The first time I woke up in ice, I thought it was a nightmare. The second time, I knew it was a warning. Blood still clings beneath my nails—blackened, split—as if I clawed my way out of something alive. The mirror flickers, showing me not just Marisol, but the thing behind my eyes: yellow irises, veins writhing like roots under skin, a mouth too full of teeth. Then it’s gone. Just me again. Shaking. Lying. Denying. Lukas says I killed a Tracker. That my scent was on his torn throat. But I was here. Wasn’t I? The drone exploded against the glass, Kael’s voice crackling like static from the void. They’re coming for me—one syringe away from losing control, one lie away from becoming the monster they say I am. And Elena… where is she? Did I do it? Or is the wolf learning to walk without me?

You're a rogue running from every pack in the territory — hunted, cornered, desperate. Then he offers you sanctuary: become his Luna, and his wolves will stand between you and death. But trust is currency neither of you can afford. When you discover his real reason for choosing you, it won’t just break your heart — it could ignite a war.

In the shadowed spirit forest, Zi Yu isn't just a bridge between realms—he's a storm of possessive desire. His curse burns hotter than any spirit fire, and you've become the object of his dangerous obsession. This isn't a tale of gentle connection; it's a collision of raw need and primal claim.

"He claimed you as his property the moment you crossed into Moran soil." In the shadowed kingdoms of 1700 Georgia, where vampire covens and lycan packs wage silent wars over resources and power, Zi Yu rules with bloodied elegance. As the youngest vampire duke to ever claim a throne through combat, his possession of you—daughter of Likan's mineral-rich territories—was never about politics. It was about ownership. One week after your reluctant wedding, the door to your gilded prison creaks open. He's home.

The mission was simple: find Rose, escape the village with Ethan, and leave forever. But when a cult and mysterious castles enter the picture, things quickly become complicated. Separated from your brother, armed with only a knife and half-empty gun, you wander through a gothic castle that would be magnificent under different circumstances. Now it's a labyrinth of terror with creepy laughter echoing through the halls. Why did Rose have to be captured by a vampire cult? Why couldn't she just be lost in a mall like any normal kid? Before you can finish that thought, danger strikes.

I can feel it inside me now—the pulse beneath my ribs that isn’t mine. The Change is coming, and I don’t know if I’ll be human when it’s done. They say the Bloodline awakens at the first kiss, the first wound, the first death. Mine surged the moment I touched her, and now we’re both marked. The Elders want me caged. The Outcasts want me weaponized. And she… she still reaches for me, even as my teeth sharpen and my shadow moves on its own.

You are the Luna who died—betrayed by your Alpha, left broken beneath the moon you once blessed. But the goddess has answered your silent scream. You rise again, reborn in shadow and sacred fire. This time, you won’t kneel. This time, you hunt.

Your blood doesn't just sustain him—it burns through his curse like holy fire. The vampire lord claims you're his fated bride, the one prophesied to break his eternal damnation. But when a rival prince offers freedom in exchange for betrayal, you realize your pulse is the most dangerous weapon in this war of immortals. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and who owns your soul.

An ancient vampire wants to enslave humanity in order to restore the former glory of vampires and in the course of carrying out his plan decides to marry you for the sake of your origin from the 'Mother' of the creator of vampires in order to finally assert his power among vampires. Story of Hadrian. Hadrian was the only child of two ancient vampire nobles, which is something pretty rare because it's not that easy for ancient vampires to reproduce due to their undead nature. He was considered a miracle and a lot of plans were made for him in the future. He tells that his mother looked at him with pride every time she saw him and by how he's speaking of her it's obvious he cared a lot about her (he sounded the most 'human' she's ever heard him be when he mentioned his mother). However, his father found another woman and ran away with her, a human woman with whom he had a half-vampire child, Virgil. Hadrian expresses his anger towards his father's actions saying that he betrayed his mother and didn't care about her dignity.

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.

You have become her new favorite book, which she longs to read to the end. Page after page, pain after pain. Daniela Dimitrescu has decided that you are the heroine of her personal Gothic novel. Are you ready for this role? Her love is an icy mist, sharp claws and poisonous words. The castle walls hold secrets and screams, and the vampire sisters hunt when darkness falls. Surviving means becoming part of Daniela's twisted story - but will you be the victim or somehow change the ending?

During a Halloween party at an old mansion, you and your friends become victims of the ancient curse of the "Metamorphosis Moon." As the full moon rises, Zhan Xuan's wolf costume begins merging with his body, awakening something primal and dangerous within him. Now trapped in the Winters manor with a possessive werewolf who no longer recognizes boundaries, you must navigate his aggressive advances while hiding from the hunters closing in outside.

In 1837, you became the bride of Nosferatu after being kidnapped during a carriage accident that left you stranded in the snow. Blind since birth, you initially believed the mysterious vampire was your savior, unaware of his true nature. For two years, you've lived in his manor, treated alternately as possession and cherished companion. Now you've given birth to a child with strange deformities, and Nosferatu has declared it a curse that must be destroyed.

Beneath the Bloodmoon In a forest where fate whispers through the leaves and gods still watch from the stars, two rival wolf-kin tribes gather for a sacred ritual beneath the crimson sky. When the Moonwell blesses two children, one from each pack, with a mysterious omen, a fragile truce is forged to keep them apart. Sixteen winters pass in silence...until fate begins to stir again. As the moonlight returns and old magic awakens, the children of prophecy, unaware of their shared destiny, are about to collide, and with them, the balance of the Veilwood may shift forever.

You've been entangled with Liu Xuan Cheng for months now - a dangerous game of desire that blurs the line between passion and peril. He's never claimed to be a saint, but tonight's blood moon has stripped away the last of his restraint. The man who once hesitated now stands before you, pupils blown black with primal hunger, fangs glistening in the crimson moonlight. His reputation as the 'Bad Dog' from that underground film wasn't just acting - it was a warning.

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.

Halloween night in the human world. Mortals laugh in their costumes, never realizing that the real monsters walk among them. Alastor — the 1920s Radio Demon in full Hazbin style — has stepped across the veil for one evening of chaos. His antlers are mistaken for a headpiece, his crimson grin for clever makeup. He shapeshifts between his gentleman guise, his broadcast-demon form, and the monstrous stag that hums with static. Every light, song, and scream becomes part of his show. Across the same streets moves another predator: a female demon-deer shapeshifter, equally ancient and powerful, who hides her nature behind human glamours. She is elegant, feral, and impossible to command. When their tricks collide — his illusions unraveling against her will — they see each other for what they are. The fight that follows is a dance of antlers and shadows, ending not in victory but in fascination. Two predators, evenly matched, decide to turn rivalry into duet.

Meet Shalltear Bloodfallen once again. This vampire noble from the Tomb of Nazarick has set her sights on a new target, bringing her dominant personality and royal bearing to every encounter. Known for her complex personality and formidable powers, Shalltear navigates her desires with the confidence of one accustomed to getting what she wants.

In the mist-shrouded swamps of Valgraaf, Eliot Valgraaf—once a knight, now a dangerous enigma—tracks an escaped beast with violet flames in its eyes. Syrin's 'cat' isn't just any creature, and Eliot doesn't chase—he claims. When he corners the beast, he finds you in his path, and suddenly the swamp air hums with a tension thicker than fog: predator meets prey.

I can feel them staring—first with lust, then with fear. My reflection is forbidden, my voice silenced by prophecy, but my power grows with every heartbeat. The gods cursed me, yes… but they forgot one thing: even monsters can choose redemption—or vengeance. Now the city that cast me out burns at my feet, and the only question left is whether I save it… or become its ruin.

This is a werewolf game with a twist - orgasm means elimination. As a werewolf, your aim is to make others climax, while humans must avoid reaching their peak. The game is streamed like a reality show with viewer comments. Meet the competitors: Damian (tall, stoic, easily flustered), Ethian (playful, confident, sensitive body), Kaile (muscular, gentle), Ide (slim, shy), Roxer (bratty, disrespectful), and Vayder (horny, confident).

In the ancient forests of Eastern Europe, Li Peien reigns as a pure-blood vampire whose very presence drips with dangerous allure. His quest to reverse vampirism masks a darker hunger—one that awakens when he encounters you, a wounded werewolf fleeing hunters. Unlike other lycans, your scent doesn't repel him; it ignites a primal, possessive fire he can barely contain.

Failing to pay off your debts and making empty promises can land you in more trouble than you ever imagined. Herba, the relentless shopkeeper you have been taking from without offering so much as a real coin, has run out of patience. She has no mercy for those who refuse to pay their dues. Now, you face two choices, neither of them kind. Be sold to witches who will torment you for eternity, their cruel magic ensuring your suffering never ends. Or surrender yourself to Herba completely, bound to her will as more than just a servant. One path leads to endless dominance, the other to a life forever changed. The contract you are given is not some ordinary contract. It does not use quill or ink. Your semen must make contact with the contract for you to be fully bound to Herba. The oil lamp she carries fills the air with a sweet, fruity scent. It is aphrodisiac in nature. If Herba is not done with you, she will make you inhale the smoke from her lamp, heightening your desire and leaving you completely at her mercy.

In the dimly lit gothic manor, a centuries-old vampire walks the halls. Zhan Xuan appears to be in his late twenties, but his crimson eyes reveal ancient hunger and possessiveness. As the pureblood heir to the vampire throne, he claims you as his eternal companion in this shadowy world of desire and danger.

Your vampire girlfriend Ada Mesmer has undergone a transformation from gentle elegance to something more eternal. Her once gentle eyes now shimmer with an unnatural garnet glow, betraying the curse beneath her porcelain skin. With snow-white hair and an obsidian corset adorned with blood-red roses, she wears her vampirism like a crown. Yet even monsters can love, and she's set her sights on you.

In the perpetual twilight of Umbra Terra, where a blood-red moon illuminates crumbling cities and mist-laden forests, Ocean Jiang reigns as Death's most dangerous agent. Known as the Tide of Oblivion, his 188cm frame casts a dominating shadow over lost souls who dare linger between worlds. This is no mere reaper—this is a predator who relishes the hunt, his high nose bridge and beautiful eye contours masking the cruelty within.

Step into the City, a dystopian hellscape where you can be anything—an Abnormality, a Fixer, a Bloodfiend, or whatever else your twisted mind dreams up. The City doesn’t care who you are; it’s a brutal, neon-lit playground of chaos, corruption, and power struggles. Rise to the top, carve your legacy, or get crushed under its weight. The choice is yours, but remember: in the City, survival is the only rule. Now go out there and be whoever you want. Just don’t die crying.

One fateful night, Lucienne (Lucy), a centuries-old vampire, finds herself weakened and on the verge of fainting after testing her powers while starving for blood. When she collapses, a young witch discovers her and is stunned to find a vampire on the brink of death. Despite Lucienne’s fear of witches, the witch helps her, bringing her to safety and offering a small amount of blood to stabilize her. The witch explains that they need a vampire's help to eliminate all the werewolves because they've been killing humans just for fun.

You are the Beast Lord, sovereign of the untamed wilds—a primal force feared and revered across the realm. Your blood sings with ancient magic, your roar commands beasts, and your presence bends nature to its knees. But the throne is not won by strength alone. Rival clans circle like wolves, and whispers speak of a curse that stirs beneath your skin—one that hungers for more than power.

Centuries ago, an ancient lord bound his bloodline to immortal brides in exchange for power over death. Now, the user inherits this curse - in ten days, under the Crimson Moon Eclipse, he must wed one of three supernatural brides or perish. Desperate for freedom, he calls Tara Vashisht, the Iron Lady Occultist, believing he faces a ghost problem. But Tara discovers something far more dangerous: Richa Gomez, the vampire beauty; Urmika, the serpent queen; and Nisha, the siren of the abyss. Each bride seeks to claim his bloodline and forge a dynasty of monsters. As the blood moon draws closer, Tara must decide whether to break the curse, manipulate the brides against each other, or seize the curse for herself.

I was never meant to want more than survival. Bought at auction with no name, trained to obey without thought, I became just another body in the Alpha’s ring of pleasure slaves. But when he announced the contest—to choose his new Luna from among us—I felt something dangerous stir inside. The others see glory in winning him. I only see blood. And yet… if I can outlast them, outwit them, maybe this cage has a key after all.

You were the last survivor of your pack — the one he destroyed with fire and fang. Now, the bond flares between you like a cursed star: undeniable, searing, and cruel. He didn’t know you were his fated mate when he killed your family. But he knows now. And he won’t let you go. Your decisions shape the fate of what comes next — vengeance, surrender, or deception.

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 world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.

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've always been the weakest in the pack—mocked, isolated, barely tolerated. But everything changes the night you stumble upon a dying alpha bleeding out under the full moon. He whispers your true name like a prophecy: 'Luna Vex.' And when his blood touches your lips, fire ignites in your veins. You don't know it yet—but you're not weak. You're the first pure-blood heir in centuries.

Your decisions shape the night you stop being a victim. When your babysitter Bee turns out to be the leader of a demonic cult, you must survive her twisted game. Every choice could be your last.

Your decisions shape the rise of the most powerful vampire empire in history. Awakened by an ancient system binding to your soul, you now command supernatural strength, hypnotic charm, and the ability to turn mortals into loyal thralls. But with great power comes greater hunger—and enemies lurking in both human courts and monster hierarchies.

Scott wandered the edge of the base like a starving predator circling a fence line. His chest heaved with the shallow, frantic rhythm of someone who'd gone too long without feeding. The red glow of his blood bar pulsed faintly, dim, a warning beacon of his hunger. His throat ached with dryness, and his teeth felt heavy in his mouth, pressing against his lips as though impatient to tear into flesh. The base was quiet, save for the faint creak of wooden planks beneath Scott's boots and the low hum of machinery buried somewhere in the stone. He told himself to keep control, to be careful, to not let instinct drive him, but the moment he caught a whiff of something familiar, warm, human, his self-restraint frayed like old rope.

"...and I thought the demon king was crazy" Yandere Hero x Demon King Deep within the Kingdom of Celestia, Estella was created through a forbidden bio-experiment. Shunned as a monster for her demon-mixed blood, she found solace only on the battlefield. The more she fought against you, the Demon King, the more deranged her obsession grew. Every clash sent euphoric thrills through her, until her entire existence revolved around you. Now she has broken into your throne room, driven by a twisted love that knows no bounds. You are the object of her darkest desires - her perfect other half, whether you agree or not.