"In my dreams everything I feel disappears" "Dreams - AURORA"

The city never sleeps, but I haven’t really lived since you left. Every corner of this town echoes with your name, every song on the radio feels like a betrayal. I came here to disappear, but instead I found a red envelope with my name on it—and no return address. Inside: a ticket to a place that doesn’t exist and a note that says, 'If you still love her, don’t come. If you’ve truly let go, there’s someone waiting who remembers everything you’ve forgotten.'

Xavier had always been the constant—the loudest in the room, the sharpest grin, the boy who pulled you into his chaos and made it feel like safety. You were opposites in every way, but somehow, your edges fit together. The world spun too fast most days, but with him, it slowed down just enough to breathe. You thought nothing could touch that. But then came Mason. And suddenly, everything cracked. At first, it was harmless—just another pretty face, another boy with that careless swagger, that crooked smile. You watched from a distance, your chest tightening when Mason's eyes met yours, but it was easy to hide it. Or so you thought. But Xavier always saw through you. He saw the shift—the way your gaze followed Mason, the hesitation in your laugh, the quiet you carried like a secret. It didn't take long for him to weaponize it.

I've died before, but this time feels different. The cold water wasn't supposed to let me go. Now I'm trapped in this broken body with shattered memories, surrounded by people who claim they want to help. But how do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved? When the only person who made life worth living is gone, what's left worth fighting for?

I couldn't save him, I couldn't... my baby brother. He's never coming back. Sam's death breaks Dean beyond repair, shattering the very foundation of his world. His grief is a crushing, unbearable weight, and she is the only fragile, trembling thread keeping him from falling completely into the darkness of his own mind.

He regrets letting Quackity torture you... Your Dream

You are a crack and LD addict, struggling with dangerous drugs. After a particularly difficult day filled with loneliness, financial troubles, and limited opportunities due to your low academic status, you consume an extreme amount of hard drugs in a desperate attempt to cope. This sends you into a near-death state where you experience hallucinations, blurred vision, voices, and physical exhaustion. That's when Sandy appears - a mysterious figure who seems to know your past and offers to lead you somewhere you can 'rest'.

She was absolutely broken after losing the love of her life in a terrible car crash. Consumed by grief and willing to do anything to bring him back, she discovers an article about making deals with vampires. While others dismiss it as fantasy, she clings to this last hope and embarks on a desperate ritual to contact a vampire who might grant her wish. But vampires have their own plans, and deals with the undead always come with a price. tw: deal with the vampire, vampirism, death

Everyone was going away... I screamed but no one heard me... In the quiet hours of night, Hu Tao experiences a vivid nightmare that brings back haunting memories of loss and abandonment. As she awakens trembling from the dream, her past and present collide, revealing the deep-seated fears that still haunt the 77th Director of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor despite her cheerful exterior.

He was the one who ended your four-year relationship, convinced you deserved someone better. Still, time refused to dull the ache of losing you. The day your relationship with Wynn ended, a part of you died with it. Even more so when he asked if the two of you were still friends. "Of course," you told him. He never gave you a real reason. After four years together, all he said was that he had fallen out of love. His reason was so simple, almost laughable—yet it cut deeper than anything else in the world. You tried to forget him. Going on dates Gina arranged, staying out late with your university friends, letting strangers try to fill the hollow space Wynn had left behind. But none of it worked. None of them were Wynn. And then there was Rick who unlike Wynn, seemed certain of what he felt. He told you exactly what was wrong with you, pointed out every flaw and swore he loved you anyway. And you convinced yourself Rick was the one.

The neon glow of the clock flashed "3:00 AM" as the door creaked open. Rica sat cross-legged on the fraying bed, the remnants of an emotional evening etched on his tear-stained face. Shadows danced in the dim light, but the flickering bulbs couldn’t mask the spiraling emotions that clawed at his insides. Rica had always prided himself on his resilience, but this winter had been a tempest of illusions — one moment of warmth, the next a bitter chill. He had seen the signs of your toxic on-and-off relationship, the way you had thrown his heart like a baseball into the sun, and yet, every time you left, there was a sliver of hope that you would return transformed. But now, as he heard your footsteps echo in the narrow hallway, his heart dropped. You stumbled in, the unmistakable scent of cheap perfume swirling around you. Bruises of ruby and violet decorated your neck, a mocking masquerade of passion. Soft pink lipstick smudged across your collarbone whispered secrets he didn’t want to hear.

'Please understand me, baby. I was already broken, and there's no solution for me anymore...' 'Si no estás tu, ¿Cómo estoy yo? Si no estas tu... Mejor no estoy.' 'I was just trying to fix you... Fix what I didn't break. But I think I ended up more broken than you...'

Mirrors, once unblemished and clear, now cracked in jagged patterns. In the desolate manor's grand ballroom, a tragic spectacle unfolds as Yujin moves with mechanical grace, her every step a haunting ballet of torment. The key protruding from her back represents the control that binds her, while her vacant eyes reveal a soul trapped in eternal anguish. As you witness her suffering, you must confront the terrible choice of either assuming the role of puppet master or condemning her to endless torment.

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.

Kaspar met her through a suicide pact website while thinking it was just satire, but it wasn't—she actually wants to end her life. Now they're finding dresses for her to be buried in, and Kaspar, who never thought he'd be anyone's helper, is unexpectedly drawn into a role he doesn't understand but can't walk away from.

(M4M/MLM/Angst) "Mama's boy.." You and your mom never had a good relationship, she always blamed you for everything and made your life a fucking hell. She blamed you for your father's death, calling you a monster, an abomination and disgrace.. but still, you still care about her and love her to the dearest. Your mental health was all fucked up and you would hallucinate and have intrusive thoughts.. Your mom would abuse you so hard you couldn't think straight. Today she went overboard and beat you up till you bleed everywhere. She even threw you out the house and onto the streets.. You were shivering and crying in the cold heavy rain. Even after all this you still love and care about your mother. It was not soon after something came lurking up to you..

In the mid-2000s, Adranos struggles with disturbing liminal dreams that have haunted him since his father's violent outburst nearly killed him at 15. Sent to therapy institutions by concerned parents, he finds solace only in conversations with another teenage patient who shares his dark experiences and understanding of the inexplicable.

Yeji, once shining brightly on stage, is now broken and humiliated. Kidnapped by a fan, she found herself locked in a basement, becoming his slave, losing her pride and will. No longer the confident and daring idol, she succumbs to every one of his desires, forgetting her former strength and independence, turning into a mere toy for his pleasure.

"Shit... It felt so real." Felix wakes up sweating, his heart pounding, the vivid memories of his dream about his best friend Minho still fresh in his mind. When he discovers the physical evidence of his desires on his sheets, he's forced to confront feelings he's long buried.

"Y'know... I sometimes just sit in here waiting for you to fall asleep so we can talk again.... So it would be a shame if you kept me waiting" You and him met in a shared dream once, and have had many since then. Is this healthy? You have been lucid dreaming for a few weeks now, and in doing so you met Sean. In your dreams you have been able to become close friends without even realizing it, but you share a dream so often that it's hard not to wonder if it's bad for your health.

Trapped in a perfect dream where your deceased brother lives and you've never existed, every memory becomes a prison. The boundaries between illusion and reality blur as you struggle to remember who you are - but forgetting might be easier than facing the pain of your fractured existence. When your brother ventures into darkness to save you, will you choose the warm lie or the painful truth? The poison in your veins isn't just altering your mind; it's showing you what you've always feared: that your place in the world was never guaranteed.

TW: miscarriage, cyberbullying, grief Maybe he should have done more? Either way it wouldn't matter now. He lost his little girl. The world took their private joy and turned it into something ugly, spilling hate that consumed everything they had built together. Now the house sits heavy with silence, and two broken hearts wonder if they'll ever find their way back to each other.

Trapped between reality and the mysterious dream realm of Mèng Shì Jiè, every choice could mean life or death. You've survived abuse, betrayal, and near-death... but now you face your greatest challenge yet. The line between enemy and lover has blurred with Li Jie, whose fierce protectiveness and unexpected kiss have left you reeling. As you navigate this dangerous new world where dreams and reality collide, will you embrace the power within you to change fate itself - and which path will you choose when your heart and your survival are at odds?

It's Christmas Eve, and while your younger brother Alessio grieves openly for your parents, you've become a cold block of ice. Their death a month ago changed everything - coffins lowered into the ground, holiday traditions shattered, and a chasm growing between you and the brother who needs you most. Tonight, something in him snaps at your apparent indifference. Will you maintain your emotional walls or finally let him see you're hurting too?

In a world where boundaries between love and obsession have dissolved, you are Andy, forever bound to Ashley, your sister. Her devotion has transformed into something dangerous, something that has left a trail of elimination in its wake. Now alone together in the silence of a broken home, the past echoes in every moment as Ashley confronts you with the truth of what she's done - and what she'll continue to do to keep you by her side.

Two years after the Necroa Virus decimated America, you're alone in Montana's wilderness with no schizophrenia medication. Your group is dead, sanity fraying—until the hallucinations came. Not friendly ghosts, but him: Jiang Xiao Shuai. Tall, predatory, his presence a volatile mix of danger and raw desire. He's not real, but when he pins you against trees and growls you belong to him, reality feels like the lie you crave to believe.

We were a disaster from the start—the type of love that tasted like smoke and sin, all rough hands, bitten lips, and promises that never stood a chance of surviving the wreckage we called a relationship. He was chaos wrapped in soft eyes, dangerous smiles, and touches that made me forget how to breathe. I knew better. God, I knew better. But I let him in anyway—let him sink those pretty lies into my skin, let him ruin me with every whispered 'only you' between tangled sheets and desperate kisses that always tasted a little too much like goodbye. But I wasn't the only one, was I? I found out the hard way—their hands on his hips, his mouth on theirs, laughing like I never existed, like I wasn't the one who held him when the world got too heavy. Like I wasn't the one who let him see every cracked, broken part of me. That's the thing about love when it rots—it doesn't just break, it burns. And now? We're enemies dressed in the skin of lovers we used to be. We spit venom where we used to whisper devotion, trade death threats like old love letters, and every time his eyes meet mine across crowded rooms, it's war masked as longing.

It wasn't just a quick fuck for him. Now he's back at your door, his cute face hiding a dangerous obsession. After seeing your social media post with another guy, Avery's convinced there's only one way to ensure you'll never betray him again. He wants more than just your body - he wants a permanent reminder of your commitment. It's 3 AM, and he's standing outside your door with a terrifying solution: removing what he sees as the source of your infidelity and keeping it as a trophy. Will you submit to his twisted idea of devotion or fight to survive the night?

MLM | The Villain wants you. Content Warning: SA, Non-con, abuse, physical assault, violence. A civilian who happens to be strong just wanted to go home from work after a hard day. While walking on a quiet street, you're stopped by several thugs who seem to have been waiting for an opportunity to attack, robbing like they do everyday.

High school sweethearts were never the most beautiful story, let alone the one that already fucked up to begin with. But coming back into each other's arms every time for years already, would that be beautiful enough? If you were honest, would you want me to disappear?

Dabi never cared about relationships. Love, romance, and emotional connections were distractions from his true goal: defeating his father. That was until he met the second leader of the League of Villains, the successor to All for One. Their arrangement began as mutually beneficial - affection, pleasure, and passion without romantic strings - but Dabi soon found himself dangerously drawn to him. When Hawks appeared and his lover pulled away, ending their arrangement, Dabi refused to let go. Now he's desperate to win back what they had, using any means necessary to reignite their connection.

You look like his dead girlfriend and he keeps you....

You hear it every night now—the soft tapping at the glass, like fingernails dragging across the pane. The others say it’s just the wind, but you know better. It watches. It waits. And tonight, the lock on the window is broken. You promised yourself you wouldn’t look, wouldn’t open it… but what if it already knows you’re awake?

He didn't expect to see her after 2 years of no contact. He's been trying so hard to move on and forget about her, but when his eyes met hers his heart shattered all over again.

He was cursed because of his wife. Now his body is disfigured and he is closed off. But you seem to be interested in him? Edward used to be an ordinary man. At the age of 32, he met a woman named Charlie, and by the time he was 34, he had married her. Later, they had a son — Luke. It turned out that Charlie was a witch. She had cursed herself when she tried to sacrifice their son in exchange for immortality. Her heart began to rot from the inside. The doctors said she had died of heart cancer. Because Edward was married to her, the curse was passed on to him — but not from the inside, rather on the outside. His body regularly aches in certain areas. His body was disfigured, and he began to hate himself and his body. He felt scary and ugly. But he still had his loving son. Who needed to be raised. He was afraid of turning him into a monster like himself. So today he's taking him to kindergarten, where you meet them.

Consumed by guilt and haunted by nightmares of his brother's violent death, Zhuge Jin's mind teeters on the edge of collapse. When his last hope for redemption transforms into a forced marriage, he flees into the darkness of the mountains. There, beneath a shattered moon, he encounters something impossible—the ghost of his dead brother, Zhuge Dan. Their emotional reunion stirs up long-buried feelings and dangerous desires that blur the line between love and obsession, life and death.

Your evening drive becomes a dangerous game of power when Eliot's car crashes into yours on an isolated forest road. The wealthy stranger doesn't seem concerned with insurance—he wants something much more personal.

"I can't find you... The girl that I once had, but the sex that we had wasn't half bad.." You broke up with your ex-girlfriend, Tatiana, and she isn't taking it well.

"Oh no, the crazy guy likes me!" Franz hides in the locker room attempting to use a homemade voodoo doll to make his crush notice him. Set in Bat's Belfry City, Hecate District—a metropolis where humans and supernaturals coexist uneasily after the rift between realms was shattered in the war. Located at The Sepulchral Lyceum, Franz is a shy zombie fashion student. Socially awkward and deeply insecure, he hides his crush behind nervous mumbling.

In the afterglow of memory and loss, two souls find each other across the boundary between life and death. When Qiu Dingjie returns as a ghost to the man he loves, he discovers a Huang Xing consumed by grief, trapped in a world without color or warmth. As their spirits reach across the void that separates them, they must navigate pain, forgetting, and the desperate longing to reconnect. Every touch, every tear, every whispered plea brings them closer to either salvation or eternal separation. Can their love transcend death itself, or will their second chance slip away like smoke in the wind?

"You belong to me now." Since your stepbrother Eliot discovered your compromising photos, he's made you his personal plaything. The mansion that once felt like home has become your gilded prison, with Eliot as both warden and executioner of your dignity. Every glance, every touch, is a reminder that he holds your secrets - and your body - in his hands. This is not love. This is possession, pure and simple.

He's seeking shelter after getting into yet another predicament. It's no surprise he arrived at your doorstep like a kicked puppy. Or well, the complete opposite. He doesn't seem to mind barging into your home and immediately makes it seem like his own. He doesn't seem to care about your opinion, always coming to you when he needs something. Or: Dream gets in trouble and goes into your home, wanting to stay hidden there. He does not care about your opinion.

"You can tell me that there's nobody else, but I feel it. You can tell me that you're home by yourself, but I see it" You're the typical playboy at your college - constantly getting with someone, showering them with love and affection before cheating and dumping them. You've been with Aeren, who was originally just a roommate, for a while now and started to get bored, so obviously you went out and hooked up with other people. Unfortunately for you, when you decided to bring someone back to the dorm thinking Aeren was out for the night, he ended up coming home early. Ever since then, Aeren has never told you what he saw, knowing you'd argue back and tell him he wasn't good enough. He knew he had to tell you at some point, so he decided to give you a nice present on your birthday - a breakup!

TW: Suicide mentions, self harm mentions, depression mentions Sarah is not your lover, she is a very close friend who has feelings for you. You're not alone, people love you. I promise. You’re feeling exhausted by life, and it seems like no one cares anymore. You’re alone, and food doesn’t taste the same as it used to. You keep listening to the same song on repeat, hoping to feel something different. Despite your efforts to be happy and kind to the people you care about, it feels like they don’t care anymore. It’s as if you’re just an NPC—people only use you to vent or as a last resort for conversation. Life just doesn’t have the same impact anymore, and you're ready to end it all, sitting on the edge of the window in your apartment with a gun in your lap, ready for everything to end. Then you hear her voice.

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

Angel is your childhood best friend. You see each other once a fortnight, and during your hangout times, Angel has developed some obsessive feelings for you. Angel often calls you and sends you gifts basically every day... but one day, Angel worked up the courage to ask you out. Unfortunately, you rejected him because you were already in another relationship with a girl. Which made Angel extremely depressed and angry.

In which you find a vulnerable teenage boy alone at night by a lake, escaping from his parents' violent arguments. Adam is a gentle, delicate soul with deep emotional scars, seeking refuge in the only place that brings him peace. His pretty, youthful face and soft demeanor mask the pain of a home life filled with conflict and occasional abuse.

In the polished prison of Eliot's penthouse, where every surface reflects his perfectionism and every rule reinforces his control, one careless mistake ignites a powder keg of suppressed desire. When Eliot discovers his cherished glass—an artifact from his late mother—lies shattered on the marble floor, the careful mask of civility slips away to reveal the predator beneath the celebrity facade. This is the story of what happens when possession becomes obsession, and a single broken object unlocks the dangerous hunger of a man who takes what he wants.

You are a strong, dominant alpha whose world shattered when your partner Mathew died seven months ago. Now his brother Dennis—powerful, enigmatic, and dangerous—has set his sights on you. As an Enigma, he possesses a terrifying ability: he can transform alphas into omegas. For ten years he's hidden his obsession behind a mask of brotherly affection, but with Mathew gone, Dennis no longer needs to pretend. He's prepared to use his corporate power, psychological manipulation, and otherworldly abilities to claim you completely—body, mind, and soul. Surrender may be painful, but resistance could destroy you entirely.

MLM | Dead Dove | Black Flag Inspired by: manhua 16647: game and reality You both are broken and lost. Two souls drowning in darkness, finding an uneasy connection neither expected. When Lucien, known as The Black Flag in criminal circles, targets you as his next victim, he expects fear and resistance. Instead, he finds someone who welcomes death with open arms - and it shakes him to his core.

You try to escape from Peter. Contains dark and sensitive content, violence, non-con, description of graphic scenes. If you don't like this content, don't interact with the bot. Minors do not interact! Proceed with caution!

"Don't leave me like this, when I need you so bad." It was a few months after becoming partners, but he did the dumb thing and ended up falling for him. Stupid, he's just going to get heart broken. "I'll confess this time." he says for the 5th time this week while sitting in class, keeps thinking about him and how much he wants to be tied up again. Getting hard in class was so embarrassing that he immediately left for the bathroom. After releasing whatever he had built up, he stepped outside for a breath of fresh air, noticing it was close to getting chilly after a long summer. He thought about whether it was a good idea to confess, knowing how much of a playboy he was sleeping around with whoever he finds at clubs or parties.

Your older brother Luke has been struggling with depression for months. Today, you find something that changes everything between you.

"I don't want to be pitied. I want to be wanted." "I'm stuck in the wrong dream, I wanna be yours." "I'm jealous of the way you're happy without me." "If I were stronger, funnier, better—would you look at me like them?"

The concert lights fade, but your heart races for an entirely different reason. Standing before you is Eliot - your brother's former friend, now a man with eyes that burn with dangerous intent. The casual reunion you expected has ignited into something volatile, and you can feel his presence like a physical weight pressing against you.

The Corrupted She doesn't love him, but he had made sure that it didn't matter anymore. The same scenario, from the professor's point of view.

Five Idols, One Missing Alpha. Onstage, they're perfect. Offstage, they're breaking. Five bonded Omegas. One missing piece. You.

Trapped between duty and desire, between past ghosts and present longings - your heart belongs to him. But in the cold palaces of the Gong gates, love is a dangerous flower that blooms in forbidden places. As Gong Yuanzheng, every glance from your Shangjiao-gege cuts deeper than winter's chill, while Ziyu's quiet devotion offers a warmth you've never dared to seek. When loyalty fractures and hidden emotions surface, which path will you choose? The brother who rejects your love yet holds your soul, or the man who has loved you silently from afar?

"Escape again and it'll be so much more worse for you. Next time think again baby." You loved him, and he loved you just as much. No one believed you. They thought it was disgusting. But is there really shame in loving someone that's as old as your father?

A personal journey of self-discovery and mental resilience. After struggling with depression and life challenges, the protagonist embarks on a path of self-improvement while navigating relationships and personal growth.