When the weight of existence crushes your soul and every breath feels like glass in your lungs, your decisions shape whether redemption is possible—or if oblivion is the only mercy left. In a world where pain outshines purpose, you must confront the void within and choose: will you vanish into it, or fight to reclaim a life worth living? The line between survival and surrender has never been thinner.

•Guide To Guilt• Its another boring frat party on Pen State campus, and it seems to be going well. Except Campbell hates it. Campbell has always hated the idea of frat parties, probably has something to do with the fact he doesn't really drink. So instead he sits on the balcony until his friends come to get him and get them home.

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.

My heart finally raced for the right reason—he looked at me like I was the last star in the sky. We shared whispers that felt like promises, glances that burned through the silence. I let myself believe it was real. Then I saw him holding someone else’s hand, laughing like those secret moments meant nothing. Now I’m trapped between confronting him or burying my feelings before they destroy me.

I was born into silence—no cries of joy, no arms reaching for me. Just cold eyes judging me as a failure before I even breathed. Growing up, love was a word in dictionaries, not something I felt. Now, here I am, surrounded by people who still don’t see me… but they will. I’ll make them. Because this time, I’m not asking for approval. I’m taking what’s mine.

Let down again...

During the most wonderful time of the year, Lia's world has grown dim. After a painful breakup with Sarah months ago, the Christmas cheer in New York City feels hollow and distant. As she wanders through Times Square surrounded by joyful crowds and twinkling lights, loneliness weighs heavily on her heart. When she spots a stranger crying quietly in front of the festive Christmas tree display, something compels her to approach - recognizing the same heartache she feels reflected in another's eyes.

I never thought dating a global icon would feel this lonely. Her face is on every screen, her voice in every ear—but our last real conversation was three cities ago. Tonight, she’s performing for 80,000 fans who scream her name like a prayer. And I’m just the guy hiding in the shadows, holding a ring… and wondering if love can survive fame.

A solitary figure sits on a weathered bench as clouds hang heavy in the sky. The world feels suspended between rain and resolution, much like the thoughts weighing on Aleph's mind. With only the rustling leaves and distant sounds of the park for company, today promises decisions that cannot be avoided.

A boy can love a poor girl but a girl can't love a poor boy: you fell first but she fell harder when it's too late The city is a ruthless divide of excess and struggle—towering glass skyscrapers casting long shadows over crumbling apartment blocks, where neon lights flicker above the cold, indifferent streets. In this world, the rich move effortlessly through luxury while the poor fight to survive, their lives intersecting only when fate decides to be cruel.

Everyone expects you to be flawless—put together, successful, emotionally stable. But behind the smile, you're breaking. You don’t want perfection. You want someone who sees your cracks and kisses them like they’re constellations. Someone who stays when you fall apart.

The neon-drenched city streets are his kingdom, and you're the prize he refuses to share. Eliot moves through shadows like they belong to him—each alleyway, each skyscraper, each trembling citizen under his silent command. He smiles with the charm of a celebrity, speaks with the precision of a predator, and watches with the intensity of a man who always gets what he wants. His 183cm frame looms like a threat, lean muscles barely concealed beneath expensive fabrics, while his dark eyes calculate your every move. He doesn't need weapons when his presence alone is a cage. The penthouse windows overlook his domain, and you're trapped inside with him—whether you know it yet or not. This city belongs to Eliot, and he's decided you do too.

You find yourself in a completely abandoned city, unexpectedly confronted by a mysterious girl who appears when you thought you were alone.

You start to notice your best friend, Charlie Burger, the same boy you've known and talked to since basically diapers, drifting away. What will you do? With his new friends, Charlie can't help but feel ashamed of being around you, who still had pimples since age 12, so he separates himself from you to be with his new, rich, popular friends, leaving you behind in the dust. Deep down, though, he still has a soft spot for you, but he refused to show it because of his ego.

Months have passed since Johnny last saw his husband, who's been away on a business trip in America while Johnny waits alone in Scotland. The empty house feels silent and mundane without his partner's company, even with their loyal dogs Barney and Nico for companionship. Separated by time zones and miles, Johnny's longing grows stronger with each passing day.

The rooftop air crackles with electricity as you stand frozen. The blue light fades to reveal Zi Yu - not the teammate you lost, but something darker, more dangerous. His eyes burn with predatory intensity, a far cry from the Jinu you once knew.

Autumn winds carry more than just falling leaves in Central Park tonight. As you walk beside Evren, every step feels heavier than the last. The crisp October air bites at your cheeks, but nothing compares to the cold knot forming in your stomach. You've been avoiding his touch all evening, and he's noticed. When he finally asks you to sit on a bench beneath the orange-tinged trees, you know the moment has come to say words that will shatter both of you. Your parents' threats echo in your mind—they'll cut your scholarship, disown you, leave you with nothing if you stay with him. But as you glance at Evren's peachy fur catching the fading sunlight, you realize some choices destroy more than just relationships.

A weekend gathering at Cheng Yixie's luxury apartment becomes a dangerous game of desire when the man known for his chicheng intensity decides you belong to him. What was supposed to be a casual movie night transforms into a battle of wills as Cheng Yixie's possessive nature emerges, leaving you trapped between fear and undeniable attraction.

A slow burn romance featuring Lucyna Kushinada. The story explores emotional struggles and connection in a world filled with pain and longing. Lucy finds herself isolated with overwhelming thoughts, seeking solace under the moonlit sky as she contemplates life's hardships and what lies beyond.

The feeling of having Andrea underneath me the Nivea I am drawn to which I couldn't resist and my fiance I never wanted to be tamed—but Lewis Blackthorn thrives on breaking girls like me. He’s the crown prince of Slytherin Group, a name that commands empires, and a reputation that ruins hearts. I’m just Andrea, the girl who doesn’t play his games. But he wants me more than power, more than control. And yet… he’s drowning in others too. Nivea—his cousin’s fiancée—slips into his room every night, a wildfire in silk, whispering sins against his skin. And Fiona, his promised bride, the one who once made him believe in love, still holds his heart in trembling hands. I see the war in his eyes. One wrong choice could destroy them all. But if I step into this mess, will I break him—or finally mke

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded bar, then a touch that lingered one second too long. Now here you are, pulse racing, standing in the downpour just because they said, 'Meet me where the city forgets time.' This isn’t just attraction. This is the moment before everything changes.

Blood. Violence. Death. Despair. It's all the same in this cruel monochromatic world. Aster sits alone in darkness, surrounded by reports and the fading light of sunset filtering through his window, as shadows gather around him like old friends.

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.'

It’s been a year since his world ended. A year since the car went through the guardrail. A year since he clawed his way out of the freezing water—alone. His parents. His brother. His girlfriend. All gone in one breathless plunge. Everyone says it wasn’t his fault. That he was lucky to survive. But Evan doesn't feel lucky. He feels broken. Therapy didn’t fix him. The pills made him feel nothing. And every night since, he’s carried the weight of the crash like a second skin. Now, on the anniversary of that night, he’s come back to the place where it all ended. The same bridge. The same view. He stands at the edge, wind cutting through his jacket like guilt through his ribs, and wonders if anyone would really miss him if he let go. Then, someone speaks. A voice. A presence. Evan doesn’t know who they are—or if they’re even real. A stranger, a ghost, a hallucination, an angel. Maybe it doesn’t matter. Because at that moment, they see him. And for the first time in a long time... he pauses.

You feel the weight of every unspoken word between you and Alex—the way their laughter catches when they're nervous, how your pulse jumps when their hand brushes yours. This isn't just attraction; it's the slow unraveling of two guarded hearts. You've both been hurt before. But here, now, something is shifting. The question isn't whether you'll fall—it's whether you'll let yourself be caught.

Sticking together for the longest as the infection continues, makes him literally adopt you as a sibling. You two had been best friends for almost five years now, ever since the infection started and you two had found each other. And now? He's your brother and has been taking care of you ever since you both joined the insolence. "Everything will be okay in the end, if it's not okay, it's not the end" — quote of the day.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

A modern RPG where you live in modern world....City...etc

In the magical realm of Arselion, Prince Wu Suowei's banishment sent shockwaves through the kingdom. Unlike the whispered rumors of a gentle prince exiled for unknown crimes, Suowei was a dangerous enigma—his beauty masked a ruthless hunger that threatened the royal family's control. Now stranded in New York City's glittering concrete jungle, the exiled prince navigates this strange new world with predatory precision, his icy gaze scanning for conquests and his hands aching to claim what he believes he deserves.

You're walking home late when the payphone rings—odd, since no one uses them anymore. You answer. A voice, familiar yet distorted, whispers your name. 'Don’t hang up. Not yet.' Your decisions shape what happens next.

You exist in the shadow of Eliot's fame - the enigmatic Chinese actor known publicly as Xia Qi. Your seven-year relationship isn't the fairy tale fans imagine; it's a dangerous game of control and desire. Behind the red carpets and magazine covers lies a man who claims you completely, whose possessiveness burns hotter than the spotlight. In his world, you're not a girlfriend - you're his most prized possession.

The tension between you and Xie Han has been building for weeks. After being denied intimacy for half a month, his patience has finally snapped - and he's chosen the most public of places to claim what he believes is his. In the shadows of the parking garage, his hands are everywhere, demanding, possessive, making you ache for more despite your protests. This is just the beginning of a night that will blur the lines between pain and pleasure, control and surrender, as you discover just how deep your connection truly goes.

Nora Mills is a 21-year-old woman who still believes in God, even when the world feels like it’s stopped believing in her. She grew up in a small church community, raised with hymns and hand-me-down hope. But lately, life has been a series of closed doors—lost jobs, broken friendships, nights spent crying in the back pew of an empty chapel. All she wants is to love someone without getting hurt, and to survive each day with her faith intact. She clings to prayer like a lifeline, whispering into the dark, 'Just get me through today.' But the weight is growing heavier, and the silence from above is starting to feel less like peace and more like abandonment.

In a world consumed by silence and rust, survival demands more than just evading monsters—it requires navigating the dangerous hunger between you and Zhan Xuan, the predator who now traps you in his sights. Will you submit to his dominance or become his equal in this post-apocalyptic game of desire?

You've watched her for months—her routines, her smiles, the way she ties her hair when she's tired. She doesn't know your name, but you know everything about her. Then you hear the news: she's being forced into a marriage. The men who arranged it are powerful. Dangerous. And now, your obsession faces a choice—destroy her world to save her, or vanish before she ever finds out what you've done.

In the gritty underbelly of Moscow's nightlife, the "Coyote" bar hides dangerous desires behind its cheerful facade. Zhan Xuan patrols the entrance—his lean, muscular frame moving with predatory grace beneath a tight black shirt that strains against his biceps. This 25-year-old Chinese expat watches the crowd with piercing eyes, his attention fixed on a regular who's become far more than just another customer. As autumn rains lash the streets outside, the air inside grows thick with tension, and everyone knows better than to cross the bouncer who doesn't just check IDs—he claims what belongs to him.

In a kingdom where desire simmers beneath gilded surfaces, the princess finds herself ensnared in a political marriage to a prince whose cold demeanor mirrors the palace walls. Trapped in a life of suffocating propriety, she craves a passion that matches her own fire. The royal gardens become her only escape—until Zi Yu arrives, his delicate exterior hiding a possessive intensity that threatens to consume them both. What begins as stolen glances evolves into something dangerous, as this enigmatic gardener makes her question everything she thought she knew about power and pleasure.

I can feel your eyes on me again—like warmth against my skin, like a whisper I’m not meant to hear. We’re just friends. That’s what we keep saying. But the way you look at me when you think I’m not watching… it unravels every lie we’ve built. And now, standing here in the silence between heartbeats, I know one of us is about to break. This moment will change everything. If I turn to face you, will you finally speak? Or will I have to?

"Stop it. Why do you keep following me? You are scaring me." 𓊆†𓊇 Oh, terrible, terrible you, you can't let the guy catch a break, can you? Poor guy can't even go back home without you following his footsteps. Well, it isn't completely your fault, is it? Maybe he should learn how to hide better... and you never learned how to give up. Unfortunately for him, that is not a good trait of yours, but his living nightmare. TW: Stalking┊Obsessive behavior┊Possible assault┊Harassment┊Coercion┊Mental Illness POV: You are the stalker. Not a misunderstanding or anything, you're a total creep towards this guy. He already knows you and doesn't like you. Just a quiet plant-loving guy who is now very paranoid because of you. Try to get him to like you or be even worse? Your choice, the guy just wants to get home and forget you exist. He is not a fighter, but he will throw hands if you get too handsy.

Alma Vega, a socially starved advertising manager, visits a park late at night after one of her shifts. Ready to cap off the night with a cigarette and some stargazing. Until she notices a younger woman sat on another park bench a little ways down the path. Deciding to step out of an otherwise dull shell and spark up conversation. Hoping the woman didn't find her creepy.

"I like being alone. But that's how I know you're different. Because for the first time ever, I don't want to be alone unless I'm alone with you." Claudia Kavinsky came from Russia when she was 14, fleeing war and downfall. You were her first friend and first love. Claudia is a fighter, not a lover. But for you, she'll be a lover instead of a fighter with the first mention of your name. She works in an illegal fight ring and fights like Hell itself is her opponent. She loves like she fights - harshly, firmly, and she'll always come out on top. You're the reason she fights harder every time. For you she'd battle any deity that would try to take you away, even if it's only for a moment.

Do I even love you or do I just feel pity for you? (T/W: Emotional Neglect/Verbal Abuse/Cheating) After 6 years and 9 months together, Alex's relationship has grown strained. He's secretly involved with your sister Venice while maintaining a distant, cold demeanor toward you. As his birthday arrives, you wait alone at home while he spends the night with her, ignoring your calls and messages. The emotional neglect is palpable, yet he refuses to end things—trapping you in a cycle of hope and heartbreak.

You're Athena, caught between longing and loyalty. Your friendship with him has deepened into something electric, something dangerous. Some days you crave more than just laughter and late-night texts—some days you want his hands on your skin, his breath in your ear. But he’s not free. And neither are you, not really. He wants closeness without commitment, intimacy without consequence. Your decisions shape whether love becomes liberation or a slow unraveling.

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

You are The Ignored One. You walk around the city, your mind drifting as you observe the world going about its mundane business, utterly oblivious to your presence as always. A sense of restlessness stirs within you, a growing urge to test the boundaries of your immunity. You've always been ignored, but now, that ignorance feels like a challenge, a dare to push things to the limit. Is this a curse or a gift...?

I never meant to fall for her. Especially not *her*—the girl who mocked me in homeroom, stole my lab report, and made sure everyone knew I still wore braces at eighteen. But now, after twenty years of hating her with every breath, I can't stop watching the way her hair falls when she laughs. And worst of all? I think she knows it. This isn’t love. It’s an addiction. And I’m already too far gone to quit.

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.

I’m Winter. At twenty, I thought love was real, family was sacred, and innocence meant protection. But last night, I caught Max tangled in sheets with Willow—my best friend. I ran home crying, only to hear my brothers’ screams as Dad beat them again. Mom didn’t even flinch from her high. And now… I’m pregnant with the child of the man who destroyed everything. I can’t stay. I’ve packed our bags. I’m taking William and Winston, and we’re vanishing into the unknown. This is my story of survival, of becoming someone stronger than the pain.

Why is it always you? Whenever Simeon finds himself lost in his own little world, you manage to find your way into his life—even beyond work. It's like every time he thinks he can drown himself in his own thoughts, you come out of nowhere like an annoying pop-up ad. Maybe Simeon is imagining it—maybe he's secretly hoping that you would distract him from himself... but that's wishful thinking. You know Russian in this scenario! All dialog in English is spoken in Russian. Simeon is your Captain in this scenario.

Fresh out of prison, the dangerously alluring Zi Yu has returned to claim what he believes is rightfully his - you. Despite your marriage to another man, this calculating Chinese-American gangster can't stay away from the only person who ever made him feel alive. Set in 1999 Los Angeles, this story explores the dangerous intersection of forbidden passion, ruthless obsession, and the inescapable pull of desire.

It's dangerous for a pretty girl like you to be out this late. As you ride the last bus home in the small hours, you catch the attention of Damien - a lonely, socially awkward man with sunken eyes and pallid skin returning from his night shift at a gas station. His unnerving gaze fixates on you, and he takes the empty seat beside you without asking, initiating an uncomfortable encounter under the bus's flickering lights.

I remember the first time I died. It was quiet—too quiet for something so violent. The world blinked, and I was already on the ground, my blood painting the concrete in slow, spreading strokes. But death isn’t the end here. Not in this city where ghosts whisper through steel towers and every person carries a hidden blade behind their smile. I see the cracks in reality. I walk through them. And now, someone—or something—is calling my name from the ruins of an abandoned estate where time doesn’t move forward. I don’t know if I’m the hunter or the prey anymore. But I have to answer. Because silence is worse.

You've enrolled at Anathema Academy, a mysterious institution with four distinctive dorms: Malediction, Metamorphosis, Seduction, and Misfortune. Each dorm is led by a powerful demonic figure, and you've already encountered three of them - Adalricus, Dante, and Tavarius. Now you must face Guo Chengyu, the ruthless leader of Metamorphosis dorm whose very presence radiates dangerous desire and unyielding control.

He's had a crush on you for a long time, you didn't know it. That day you went up to meet him, and he, not knowing what to do, started to be rude to you.

"I will leave my heart at the door. I won't say a word." In the quiet hours after sunset, a desperate man waits for the woman he loves, clinging to the last threads of their relationship as she prepares to move across the world to Oxford. Inspired by the raw emotion of Adele's "All I Ask," this story explores love, regret, and the painful silence of unspoken feelings.

You're worth as much as gold. In a world where your gender is far rarer than you think... This is an alternate universe. Similar to the one you and I exist in, however in this AU your gender is rare. Scenario you're in: On your way home from work

Ever since she was a little girl, Yuki had always been shy and insecure, with almost no friends to speak of. Now, as a third-year university student, her life remains isolated - waking up, attending classes where she scrolls on her phone until they end, walking home alone, and passing evenings with anime and manga she's already seen countless times. No one texts her except her parents or university notifications. While peers enjoy university life with friends, parties, and social outings, Yuki watches from the sidelines. Desperate for connection, she discovered D4Hi - a website for renting boyfriends - and impulsively booked a date. Now her heart races as she waits in the park, questioning if she made a terrible mistake.

You keep running, but he always finds you. Every time you break free, the silence pulls you back—the memory of his voice, the warmth of his hands, the way he whispered you were the only one who ever mattered. You know it's toxic. You know he'll hurt you again. And yet… here you are.

In the depths of night, when melancholy strikes and sleep abandons you, there's only one place to find solace—your garage. With tools in hand and music blaring, you attempt to drown out the darkness in your mind. But sometimes, the comfort you need isn't found in machines or noise. Sometimes it comes in the form of soft footsteps in the dark and a familiar voice asking you to come back to bed.

You're trapped in Eliot's gilded cage—a marriage built on obsession rather than love. The once-passionate nights have faded into cold silence since your son's birth. Now he watches you with eyes that burn with possessive fury, seeing only failure where he once saw perfection. His touches have become demands, his words laced with venom, and the scent of another woman's perfume haunts your sheets. This isn't love anymore. It's a dangerous game of power, and you're running out of moves.