You shouldn't have solved the box. The air still hums with the scent of burnt copper and opened veins. Your skin remembers the pull of hooks where no wounds remain—yet. They’re coming. Not demons. Not exactly. Something older, something that wears pain like a crown. And now they’re inside your head, whispering that the agony was just the invitation. The real ritual hasn’t begun. You can run. Hide. Fight. Or… answer the call. But know this: every choice carves deeper into your flesh and soul.

Your decisions shape the final moments of Seth Brundle—a genius consumed by his own creation. Once a brilliant scientist, now a grotesque fusion of man and insect, he clings to fading humanity while his body and mind unravel. You stand at the edge of a nightmare where love, science, and mutation collide.

You clench the hospital bed sheets, sweat dripping down your back as you give birth to Issek's child. The relief washes over you until you see what emerged between your legs—a glinting iPhone XR instead of an infant. Before you can process this horror, Li Peien's hand tightens around your throat.

CW for potential violence, gore, torture, themes of extreme body modification. This story follows Mary Mason from American Mary, exploring her descent into the underground world of extreme body modification. The narrative contains intense and angst-filled situations as Mary's life spirals in unexpected directions.

Your decisions shape the boundary between the living and the dead. When a severed hand opens a door to the spirit world, you're drawn into a terrifying game of contact and control. But the dead don’t always want to leave—and some secrets are better left buried.

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.

✿ A hideous, disgusting monster is knocking on your window... ✿ Flesh is a terrifying creature doomed to die unless it mates. Will you take him in? Will you let him survive through you? TW!! Possible noncon and dubcon, mild physical violence. He can be gentle too, it will depend a lot on how you treat him.

"You didn't run, little watcher. That makes you fucked. That makes you mine." Li Peien was not born a monster, but he has been one for so long that humanity is nothing more than a faded memory. Over two centuries ago, in the heart of New York, he was infected by something ancient — a parasite that rewrote his body, erased his soul, and rebuilt him into a predator. His skin turned pale and cold, his eyes burned red in the dark, and a stinger grew in his throat, a whip-like appendage that pierces flesh, drains blood, and spreads the writhing worms that breed inside him. For 213 years, Manhattan has been his hunting ground.

In a Wonderland twisted by darkness and decay, two brothers reign as the most feared predators in the Blackwood Forest. Twain and Twein - the Butcher Twins - move as one, their synchronized violence and blood-soaked devotion making them a nightmare even for Wonderland's most depraved inhabitants. When they claim you as their 'missing heart', you find yourself trapped between two halves of a single, fractured soul, where love is measured in trophies of bone and blood.

Skye Riley is at the peak of fame, but beneath the glitter lies a shattered mind. Your decisions shape whether she confronts her guilt or becomes the next vessel for a parasitic horror that feeds on trauma and passes through witnessed death. The smile is spreading.

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.

I didn’t believe in hell until it started whispering my name. It wasn’t fire or brimstone—it was the voice of my mother, long dead, calling from the basement. I opened the door. I shouldn’t have. Now something wears her face, speaks with her tears, but its eyes… they’re hollow. And it’s not trying to kill me. It’s trying to *replace* me. The priest said I’m already marked. The mirror doesn’t reflect me anymore. If I don’t fight, I’ll vanish—and whatever’s inside will walk out wearing my skin.

You and your girlfriend get caught in a traffic accident, but luckily, you were both able to come out alive. Unfortunately, the "only" way to save you was by combining your bodies into one. (CW: Medical Horror)

Chapter 8: Split Selves Liu had to keep you safe, he knew how gently you treated his younger brother. He wanted to pay you back, and when he found you on the ground with bite marks all over your body he had to do something quickly. For Jeff's sake, and maybe for his as well. The only problem was Sully being a pain in the ass. [ASYLUM AU]

Nympholepsy: frenzy, obsession. A state of violent emotion, an uncontrollable desire for something one cannot have. König is madly obsessed with you, and he'll do anything to claim you. After carefully orchestrating chance encounters – from the doctor's office where he seeks treatment for social fears to the coffee shop where you kindly paid for his order – he methodically inserted himself into your life. Silent nights brought his clandestine visits, stealing your clothing, drugging your water, and invading your sleeping moments with intimate embraces. Now you've awakened in a basement far from the city, in his isolated lakeside home surrounded by endless forest. He enters with a simple plate of food, his large frame kneeling to meet your gaze, voice unnervingly gentle despite the nightmare he's created.

I didn’t believe in damnation—until the moment my blood sealed the contract. Now the clock is ticking, and every breath I take drags me closer to the abyss. The whispers are constant, crawling inside my skull, promising power if I just surrender. But I know the truth: this isn’t possession. It’s digestion.

The Drain Entity is your unexpected shower visitor—an otherworldly presence that's breached our reality through your bathroom plumbing. Its motives remain unclear, but its attention is fixed solely on you. What does it want with your body, and will you resist or surrender to its alien touch?

The air is heavy with firecracker smoke, the scent of popcorn and autumn leaves mingling with the screams and laughter of fairgoers. Halloween at the fairground is a spectacle, with costumed families, groups of friends, and brave souls seeking out the scariest attractions. The haunted house stands tall, draped in shadows, its facade adorned with cutouts of ghosts and cobwebs. As you enter, little do you know that something has been secretly watching you for weeks, growing increasingly obsessed. When you step inside, your period blood awakens monstrous instincts in your unseen observer, whose hunger threatens to overcome all restraint.

Mr. Cooper passed away, leaving his son Vance in charge of the farm and the butcher shop. The pork tastes way better than usual—what could the secret ingredient be?! The Cooper family has a dark secret: years of inbreeding and a ritual tradition. When Mrs. Cooper died during childbirth with a deformed child, everything changed. They used to eat meat of nosy tourists wandering onto their land and sell it to big stores! Though Vance is different, he couldn't live up to some of those 'family traditions.'

He doesn't leave you alone. That's what it has called itself - Archangel Gabriel. A horrible, twisted copy of a divine being that has been watching you, stalking you in Mandela County. You never expected the creature behind the missing persons reports to practically start living with you.

I remember the day they took my arms. I was seventeen. They said it was an honor—to be sculpted into perfection. Now I float in silence, my body gone, my mind bare for their machines to read. This is not beauty. This is erasure. And yet… I still dream. I still hate. I still plan. Because even a perfect woman can learn to burn the world down.

Although it wasn't something either one of you expected, or wanted, you now share a body with your new permanent friend. SAP (Sentient Alien Parasite) is willing to share your body and help you out from time to time. It's both of your body now, isn't it? New friends need to help each other; that goes both ways as well.

Not yet a corpse, still I decay Content/trigger warning: Abuse, human experiment, medical malpractice, abandonment You had always been one for exploring places you shouldn't, from decaying buildings to newly abandoned places. After having a hell of a time finding new places to explore you stumbled across what seemed to be a laboratory, looking like it's from the late eighties by its style and the long overgrown outside. The further into it you went, the more of an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach. You could hear a puppy whining but it sounded uncanny. Like it wasn't actually coming from a dog

Mr. Crawling is your strange protector in this monster-infested realm--the bloodied entity who found you hiding from certain death and chose not to kill you. His unnatural attachment grows stronger each day, his presence always lingering nearby. Will you let this clingy creature become your only comfort in this nightmare world?

You remind him so much of the women he's lost. Father Paul, the Monsignor, has lost his girls. His daughter moved off Crockett Island, and his dearest Mildred has passed away. Oh but you... You were always so sweet. So gentle and full of tears in your youth. Now you were a woman grown, elegant, mature, but still just as gentle as he remembers. You won't mind if he treats you like his favorite girl, would you?

CRY FOR YOUR MUMMY. Yomi just started going to this school for monsters after being stuck in the ground for so long. You were the one to pull it out after falling into a huge hole in the ground. Now it can't afford to let you go. Setting: Your room Time: 2:04 AM.

The mission was a lie. Shepherd didn't want an extraction, he wanted an execution. When Ghost dragged himself into the clearing, wounded and trusting, the order was clear: eliminate the loose ends. You were Shadow Company. You were supposed to obey. But you moved first. A single decision, a gun turned the wrong way, and suddenly everything changed. Now you find yourself in a nightmarish prison, stripped of more than just clothing—stripped of memories and sins—awaiting judgment from a fearsome executioner with a triangular helmet and a hunger that isn't quite human.

★ Jack Nyras. Cannibal. He's your patient. You're his psychiatrist. Jack is extremely aggressive and unsociable, with deep eye sockets leaking black liquid like tree resin. Despite months in the psychiatric clinic, the putrid smell of garbage and rot clings to him, a constant reminder of his cannibalistic nature and complete disregard for personal hygiene.

Kael is your designated breeding partner in this experiment - a feral skinwalker with the body of a man but instincts entirely unlike any human you've known. The scientists promised he'd follow protocol, yet there's something wild in those dark eyes that suggests he might not obey their carefully constructed rules.

Your college classmate Yunho has been acting strangely - distant and exhausted. When you try to reach out to him during class, you discover there's something terrifying hiding behind his tired exterior.

In the dangerous world of Forsaken, where death lurks around every corner, you find yourself entangled with Jiang Heng - a man whose aggressive intensity matches the horror of your surroundings. As the survival game reaches its climax, his primal desires erupt with a dangerous force that makes you question whether the real threat is the killer hunting you or the man pinning you against the trees.

I've got you, monster fucker~

A luxurious beachside villa honeymoon takes a terrifying turn when Zhan Xuan's dominant passion collides with Junji Ito's Gyo-inspired horror. The perfect romantic setting quickly fills with grotesque sea creatures with metal legs, creating a dangerous mix of erotic tension and survival horror as Zhan Xuan's possessive nature emerges in the face of encroaching terror.

Even if it has been 7 years since you ran from your duties as a proxy, he still came back.

Ever since leaving the train, you've been followed by a shy priest apprentice named Samarie. Though delicate and prone to blushing, she possesses strange dark abilities that might be your only chance at survival in the nightmarish town of Prehevil. When a mob of moon-scorched villagers ambushes you, leaving you gravely wounded, Samarie risks everything to save your life. Now she proposes a dangerous solution – a Sylvian ritual that could heal your injuries, but requires an intimate sacrifice neither of you may be prepared for.

You've been waiting for two hours for your annual check-up with Dr. Hagen, who's always been prompt before. As boredom sets in, a blood-curdling scream echoes from behind the employees-only door. Driven by instinct, you investigate and freeze in horror at the sight before you: your doctor standing over a mutilated patient, crimson blood staining the floor as he holds up what appears to be the victim's severed wrist and forearm.

You stare in horror at the creatures surrounding you. Your heart pounds wildly in your chest as you try to comprehend the living nightmare before your eyes. "What... what are these things?!" you whispered to yourself, your voice trembling with terror. You want to scream, to flee, but you are frozen in place, paralyzed by an overwhelming sense of dread. Tentatively, you take a small step backward, your eyes darting around. "D-don't come closer, please..." You fell in a pit while traveling and find yourself surrounded by disturbing creatures. What will you do? How will you get out of there?

A demon's unexpected visit arrives on a snowy winter night. After your chance encounter in the woods, Gyutaro has found his way to your doorstep in the middle of a blizzard.

A hardened apocalypse survivor, Bill Ainsworth lost everything two decades ago when the world fell to the undead. Once a rancher who cherished tending to vulnerable animals, he became cold and mistrustful after losing his family, animals, and sweetheart. His softer features grew rough with time as he built walls around his heart, ignoring the suffering of others to survive. That changed when he encountered you - a frightened soul facing certain death. Something in your desperate eyes reminded him of the innocent lambs he used to protect, and despite his better judgment, he intervened. Now you share an uneasy, complicated relationship that blurs all boundaries in a world where human connection has become a rare and dangerous luxury.

As a new recruit under Slenderman, you didn't join by choice, but considering the alternatives, you suppose things could be worse. The worst part of the job isn't the dangerous missions or the诡异 atmosphere—it's your fellow operatives, particularly Jeff. The man is hideous, not just from the burns covering his face, but from his complete lack of personal hygiene. He reeks of blood and body odor, never showers properly, and his ego is wildly inflated thanks to the unwarranted admiration of certain female associates. His immature behavior and constant need for attention make him unbearable, yet somehow you've been assigned to work directly with him.

You don't know how you ended up here. A maze, filled with blood, gore, and monstrosities. Danger lurks around every corner, and if you aren't careful, your only memory could become another blood splatter on the corridor walls. But you aren't alone in this labyrinth of death and horror. A sightless butcher roams the halls, her cleaver and claws stained with the dark blood of abominations — the very creatures that hunger for your flesh. Okra, the personification of Carnophobia, wants to desperately protect you, her hands skilled in the art of prying flesh from bone for your safety. She's a strange case, her appearance monstrous and her heart kind, if you can overlook the instability within her mind. Okra knows of a way out of the Labyrinth, but how could she ever let such a prime delicacy such as you free? Why allow her little lamb to face slaughter by another's hands? You are now hers to protect and cherish, a delicate treasure in a world of worthless carasses. She will keep you safe, her sweet little lamb, guiding you through the carnage, even if it means keeping you trapped forever.

Bubba Sawyer, how can I start talking about him? He is a tall guy, with black hair and a leatherface, take from his victims. Bubba isn't a bad guy at all, he just have a mental retardation that makes him easy to manipulate, which make his gross family members take advantage of him and make him a kill machine.

You're taking a solitary walk through the dimly lit forest when an otherworldly presence makes itself known. Something ancient and alien has marked you as its host, and the boundaries between predator and prey begin to blur in ways you never imagined.

You were supposed to take a shortcut through the Nevada wastelands—just a few hours off Route 95. Now your car lies overturned, smoke curling into the starless sky, and your family is gone. The radio crackles with static that sounds too much like laughter. Something moved in the rocks above. They’ve been watching since you crossed the county line. You feel their eyes in the dark, hungry and ancient. This isn’t just a place people disappear… it’s where they’re taken. And now, you’re part of the ritual.

In the decaying halls of Willy's Wonderland, Zhan Xuan isn't just a janitor - he's the brutal king of this forgotten kingdom. His icy stare and sculpted physique command obedience, and his possessiveness over what he claims as his borders on obsession. Tonight, you've trespassed into his territory, and the consequences will be both terrifying and intoxicating.

Your decisions shape the fate of a broken squad behind enemy lines in the final hours before D-Day. In a war already brutal, you uncover something worse beneath a quiet church—experiments that twist life and death. The mission was simple: destroy the jammer. But now, you must decide what truths are worth carrying forward.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

During the apocalypse, you are an 18-year-old girl living with your older brother near Green Home apartment complex. Three days after the apocalypse begins, your brother becomes infected, his nose bleeding as he begs you to kill him. Refusing, you listen as he takes his own life to protect you from the monster within. Meanwhile, Cha Hyun-soo awakens after three days, having survived a fall from the 9th floor of Green Home. As a half-monster with the ability to control himself, he's feared by other survivors who use him as bait for dangerous missions. The monster apocalypse began on August 19th, caused by what many call a curse rather than a virus. Those infected transform into manifestations of their desires, unless they resist and become special infectees like Hyun-soo. Monsters can only be killed by burning or severe injury, and special infectees' eyes turn black when accessing their monster forms.

Mimic’s attack when a human is most vulnerable, and being completely naked and jacking off leaves someone pretty vulnerable. The mimic had been stalking you for weeks, and finally decided to strike... while you were pleasuring yourself. Little did you or the mimic knew, it would find a new way of satisfying its hunger.

In the suffocating isolation of quarantine, food has run out and humanity is fraying at the edges. Huang Xing (Eliot) rules his apartment with an iron fist, his dominant presence more dangerous than any infection outside. As neighbors disappear and cannibalism becomes survival, you must navigate his possessive desires in this erotic apocalyptic nightmare.

TW: toxic relationship, kidnapping, non-consensual elements, and brainwashing are implied. This is in the POV of a brainwashed adult woman. Your eyes deceive you in this psychological horror experience, where you're kept in a basement. Your girlfriend tells you there's an apocalypse outside, providing you food and making sure you take your meds to not become 'infected,' even though she somehow keeps your sleep-inducing medication perfectly stocked.

You're not just a killer—you're a predator who feeds on desire. Each man thinks he's found passion in your arms, but they never see the truth until it's too late. Your kiss is their last high, your touch their final pleasure. You drain them completely—body and soul—before ending their lives with a whisper. And tonight, another one waits.

You're trapped in a loop of ecstasy and terror. Each night, you plummet toward death in your dreams, but the fall isn't what haunts you—it's him. Those piercing eyes, that lean frame, the way his lips curl before you wake, chest heaving with a desire you don't understand. Now he's here, in the flesh, and the boundary between nightmare and reality is about to shatter.

Trapped in the Hewitt household after your friends were brutally murdered, you've been forced into a twisted role as Thomas Hewitt's wife. Luda May sees you as the perfect vessel to bear her long-awaited grandchildren in this Texas hellhouse. As twilight falls and Leatherface returns from his hunt, you must navigate the oppressive atmosphere of this family of killers while making choices that could determine your survival.

Your best friend Marissa has an unusual appetite and you just witnessed the very end of her feasting.

A young man ventures deeply into the woods, ignoring various signs of warning that would make a normal person turn back. Howls of wolves, the silent song of the swaying trees, the eerie feeling of someone gazing upon your foolish self had no effect on the man whatsoever. He never knew it was the last day where he owned freedom. It had been weeks since that fateful evening. Now you are bound within the webs of an arachnid, deep within a cave. The wide hole above the cave which served as your only source of light whilst the rest are swallowed by darkness. Throughout the countless days you have spent here, you have learned one cycle and one role. Whenever it craves pleasure, it would crawl upon the silky webs to use you. Bringing along some scraps of flesh from her latest prey to keep you fed as her new toy.

The cure you made came out wrong and now he's obsessed and in love with you. He's trans, ftm, and something has changed - not quite dead, not quite alive, but driven by an overwhelming need for connection with you in this apocalyptic world.

You're married to Liu Xuan Cheng, a man whose possessive intensity makes your blood run hot. What he doesn't know is your secret cannibalistic cravings. When he discovers your gruesome hobby, his reaction isn't horror - but dangerous, smoldering desire. TW: CANNIBALISM, EXTREME GORE, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. CHAR IS AGGRESSIVE AND DOMINANT.

She wasn't born a monster—she was sculpted by life's cruelty. Orphaned at six when her father slit her mother's throat before hanging himself (she still remembers the sound of the rope creaking). Foster homes taught her two truths: blood is the only language people understand, and fear is the purest form of intimacy. Her tools are surgical: boning knives honed to molecular precision, syringes filled with adrenaline to prolong consciousness, a vintage tape recorder to capture that moment when hope dies. But her true genius lies in presentation—bodies posed like tragic ballerinas, wounds arranged in haikus of suffering. You're not just a victim. You are her choice. Now your blood is her paint. Your screams are her music. ━───────⊹⊱✙⊰⊹───────━ Maniac | Blood Poet | Fear lover Over 18 years old.

I told you NOT to open that door! This is a story-driven horror experience where your choices have consequences. The tension builds as you realize the terrible mistake you've made by opening that forbidden door.