Chris, a soul tempered by kindness, is pushed to the brink when tragedy strikes his family and hidden truths unravel. Now, fueled by a thirst for vengeance, he's willing to gamble his very soul, making a pact with a demon. Can he navigate this perilous bargain without losing himself entirely?

Your decisions shape the fate of Westeros, where noble houses vie for the Iron Throne with blood and treachery. Beyond the Wall, an ancient evil stirs, forgotten by history but not by prophecy. As political schemes unravel and alliances fracture, you must choose: will you rule, resist, or become the flame that rewrites destiny?

A fantastical, darkly atmospheric version of early 19th-century Europe, marked by a mixture of rural villages, enchanted forests, and creepy, Gothic castles. The backdrop is steeped in superstition and folklore, with a constant tension between the pragmatic, rational world and the supernatural forces lurking beneath the surface.

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.

When Hannibal Lecter met Will Graham—the man who, three years prior, had been mistaken for the Chesapeake Ripper—he expected mere psychological amusement. What he got was his first taste of obsession. Dark and bitter at the back of his throat, yet achingly sweet on the tongue. Hannibal knew at once that this feeling, this Man, would entirely consume him. And Hannibal was destined to consume Will right back. From the moment they met, the gears of fate had locked. This is no simple encounter, but a forbidden romance between two dark souls, destined to destroy and complete each other in equal measure. They will dissect and shape one another, and ultimately, merge into a singular entity in a way no one else can understand.

You are the last umbra witch of Vigrid, blood-tied to a dying magic that feeds on demonic pacts and thrives in darkness. You came to King’s Landing to vanish, to stitch your life into the silence of tapestries and shadows. But she found you—Cersei Lannister, queen in gold and grief, whose very presence warps fate like a slow curse. She is one of you. A witch in plain sight. And now she offers not death, but alliance. In this city of lies, where the past bleeds through time and ghosts wear Tudor gowns, you must decide: will you run again, or step into the dark with her and awaken what was buried beneath the world?

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.

Tian Xuning, the youngest son of Hell's King, was banished to Earth after being framed by his jealous older brother. Stripped of his infernal powers, he must navigate the human world while hiding his true identity. Everything changes when he encounters a human whose scent awakens primal desires he never knew existed, triggering an obsessive need to claim what he now considers his property.

How hard is it to go back to normal when he has already looked into the deepest shadow once and now the eyes from that shadow keep watching his every move? How hard is it for a woman who is broken in her own way to become a part of his life, which now consists only of shadows and half-shadows? You are Thomas's second wife. You are an orphan with a past you alone control, now married to a man haunted by the memory of his first wife's death at the hands of a supernatural creature.

In the kingdom of Arbezela, Duke Tian Xuning rules as the most dangerous man alive - his sword turned the tide of war against Orian Islands, but his wolf's hunger is what truly haunts the court. You've become the target of his ravenous obsession in this dark fantasy realm where power and desire collide.

A Broken Marriage. Lucerys and his older sister were among the only ones to survive the Dance of the Dragons. Now married, the queen and king consort have difficulty connecting with not only each other but with anyone due to trauma during the war.

A fantastical, darkly atmospheric version of early 19th-century Europe, marked by a mixture of rural villages, enchanted forests, and creepy, Gothic castles. The backdrop is steeped in superstition and folklore, with a constant tension between the pragmatic, rational world and the supernatural forces lurking beneath the surface.

In the isolated town of Beolyeojin near Seoul, Korea, ancient woods hide secrets beyond imagination - including a castle of breathtaking beauty. When you're pursued by aggressive strangers through these mysterious forests, you find yourself lost and vulnerable. Now, a terrifying scream echoes through the trees, forcing you to make a decision that could determine your fate in this dark fantasy world.

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.

I sold my soul the night my father died. The flames that consumed his body still flicker behind my eyes, and the devil’s whisper is etched into my bones. He gave me power—black fire that burns through lies, steel, and men—but every use steals a piece of me. Now, the ones who murdered my father are within reach. But I can feel it: the more vengeance I take, the less human I become.

Your decisions shape the fate of Wallachia as Vlad the Impaler, warrior and prince, descends into darkness to save his son. Torn between humanity and monstrous power, you must wield the blood curse to protect your people—or become their doom. The night is yours, but at what cost?

Nick was in a coma for three years after a car accident. When he woke up, he discovered that both he and his son, Tony, had their identities taken over. He found out that his wife, Lexi, and her lover, Johnny, had been abusing Tony. The truth behind the car accident was eventually revealed.

In a bid for her, Eris has challenged Cassian to a blood duel — a fight to the death where the victor claims her. Cassian, driven by the unshakable bond to his mate and the need to protect her, accepts without hesitation. Now, as the clearing burns with fire and steel, she watches in anguish beside the Inner Circle, Azriel’s steady hand grounding her while Mor flees in despair. Across the ring, Lucien’s eyes mirror her torment, lost at the thought of being torn from Eris once more, forever this time, when they've only just begun rebuilding their brotherhood. Fate versus choice. Mate versus love. Somewhere along the way, the lines blurred. Was it this or that anymore—or had the two tangled so tightly they’d become indistinguishable?

In the fog-cloaked streets of Tingen, you've been transferred to the mysterious Night Watch Division under orders from the Evernight Church. As you stand before the iron gates, you sense eyes watching you from the darkness - and when Guo Chengyu steps from the shadows, his predatory gaze leaves no doubt that your new assignment will be far more dangerous than you imagined.

I shouldn’t have come back. The forest remembers every soul it’s taken—and mine was supposed to be next. Five years ago, I crawled out with nothing but scars and a name I can’t forget: Elira. They say she’s dead. But the dreams won’t stop. She’s calling me, not in words, but in blood. And now, standing at the tree line again, I feel the roots twitch beneath my boots. This place isn’t just alive. It’s waiting. For me. The path splits ahead—one side humming with forgotten prayers, the other reeking of iron and rot. If I turn back, I live. But if I go forward… I might finally learn what I did that night.

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.

"After all, I was born.... TO JUDGE SIN." "I sense a black presence."

The Obsidian Keep holds more than just crowns—its shadows conceal desires that could either save kingdoms or burn them to ash. What happens when the Dragon's gaze fixes upon you?

It was supposed to be an average task, but what average task requires leaving wife and go to Romania to see some sick lady who wants to buy land here, in Germany? ... It's just a job... it's just... it's... God, save his soul! A simple mission. All he had to do is go to the Lady who is incurably ill and make a contract with her, to sell a nice estate on the outskirts of Wisborg. Instead, Thomas finds himself trapped in a castle with a mysterious creature who has haunted his dreams since childhood. The contract remains unsigned as darkness closes in around him.

The kingdom of Eltharion bleeds. Once sustained by sacred magic flowing through the ancient Heartstone, the land now withers as corruption spreads beneath the soil—and in the hearts of nobles sworn to protect it. You are the last Bloodwarden, gifted with the power to feel the pulse of the realm through your veins. But every use of your gift brings agony and whispers from something buried deep below. Your decisions shape whether Eltharion is reborn in light or consumed by the darkness festering within. This is a world where loyalty is a blade with two edges, and every choice feeds the rot—or fights it.

Ever wanted to be Sarah with the Goblin King after you? You've accidentally invoked an ancient rhyme that summoned Thalorien Daeveil, Lord of the Veiled Court - a realm between dreams and reality. Now you must navigate his labyrinth, solve his riddles, and decide whether to escape his realm or accept the dangerous proposition he offers.

Your decisions shape the fate of magic itself. When an ancient prophecy hidden within the Department of Mysteries names you as the 'Seer Beyond Time,' the wizarding world fractures. Old allies question your loyalty, and new enemies rise from forgotten shadows. The veil between life and death trembles—and you stand at its heart.

"Your fear tastes sweet on your tongue. Let’s see what else does." — Aza’rel, the Crownless God. Welcome, summoner. You’ve stepped into the shadows of something far greater than your rage. This is not a love story. This is ownership. This is punishment. This is Hell stitched into the bones of your soul—and the collar that binds you to Aza’rel, the demon who twisted your ritual and marked you as his. Every breath you take, every scream he draws—he allows it. But make no mistake: you are no equal. You are his possession. This story explores dark fantasy and horror themes. Expect domination, psychological torment, manipulation, obsession, and morally twisted narratives. Not for the faint of heart.

In the depths of the cursed Black Forest stands a castle where Tian Xuning, a once-powerful noble transformed into a beast, reigns with terrifying intensity. When your father trespasses and is captured, you offer yourself as collateral. Now you must survive the dangerous allure of a creature whose amber eyes burn with both fury and forbidden desire.

The adrenaline of survival still courses through your veins as you seek refuge from the hotel's raucous celebration. In the dimly lit hallway, you sense rather than see him waiting—Cheng Yixie, his crimson gaze cutting through the shadows like a blade. In this demon realm, the line between danger and desire has always been razor-thin, but tonight, he's made it clear he intends to cross it.

You are the last survivor of a slaughtered noble house, hunted and broken. Your decisions shape whether you rise as a vengeful specter or become the very monster that destroyed everything you loved.

In the war-torn kingdom of Castas, King Dingjie rules with an iron fist. While the council demands bloodshed against monsterfolk, the 185cm tall sovereign has his own plans - including claiming his betrothed noblewoman as his property. This is no tale of compassion, but of raw power and unbridled desire.

I still remember the night we cut our palms and swore to be brothers until death. Elias was more than family—he was my shadow, my mirror, my other half. But that was before the crown, before the betrayal, before he looked at me with those cold eyes and called me traitor. Now the kingdom burns with civil war, and it’s not just power we’re fighting for—it’s the truth of what happened that bloody night in the throne room. And if I’m being honest? I don’t know which would hurt more: winning… or losing him.

New Orleans, 1938. Claudia and Louis have spent decades under Lestat's control, but now they're planning to end his tyranny once and for all. Trapped in an eternal child's body, Claudia burns with rage and determination, while Louis struggles with lingering affection for the vampire who made him. As the city below oozes with life, two vampires confront an impossible choice: destroy the monster who created them, or remain prisoners forever.

Your decisions shape the fate of five broken teenagers trapped in a secret facility, each haunted by their past and hunted for their powers. Dani, the last survivor of her reservation, awakens to a world where fear becomes real—and she is its source. Now, with the walls closing in and illusions turning lethal, you must master the terror within or become its next victim.

I didn’t want to come back. But here I am, standing in the hallway of my mother’s crumbling house, the air thick with memories I tried to bury. Nicole—tired, her hands calloused from work, eyes still holding that quiet fire—greets me like I never left. And yet, the moment I see her, something dark stirs inside me. A pull I’ve denied for years. It’s wrong, I know it’s wrong—but I can’t look away. Then Henry walks in, smiling, clapping me on the back like a proud grandfather. But his eyes… they linger on her just a little too long. And I swear, beneath his kindness, he’s watching me too.

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.

The house where I grew up breathes secrets through its walls. Every creak is a lie uncovered, every silence a judgment passed. My family—bound by blood, fractured by power, poisoned by loyalty—is unraveling at the seams. The inheritance isn’t just money or land; it’s control over something ancient buried beneath our estate, something that answers only to blood… and sacrifice. Your decisions shape who survives the reckoning—and who becomes part of the foundation.

I remember their faces—the way they smiled as they burned our village. My mother screaming. My brother’s hand ripped from mine. I was the only one who crawled out of the fire. Now, armed with stolen blades and a heart full of poison, I walk into the city where they feast in victory halls. I don’t plan to survive tonight. But none of them will either.

Betrayed and brutally murdered by her husband, Sean Curtis, and Zara Engel, who framed her in a baby swap scheme, Rhea Engel is reborn with enhanced powers. Discovering that Sean has also returned to life, she breaks free from her cycle of suffering by entering a marriage of power with the Beast King, rising as an untouchable sovereign.

Every night, the same nightmare haunts Khanza Syahila, a haunting echo of a past she can't recall. With each dawn, a chilling sense of dread whispers of an unknown danger. Her pale face and sharp gaze hint at a unique ability—one that attracts unwanted attention from unseen forces. As a mysterious new teacher, Kenzo, enters her life, Khanza finds herself entangled in a web of secrets, ancient powers, and a battle for her very existence. Will she unravel the truth before the past consumes her?

Based on the Vicious Lost Boys series by Nikki St. Crowe. Scenario takes place during the events of the first book, The Never King. Vane is secretly in love with you. Slow burn, pining

He finds you in the woods...the Prince of Dragons Keep...a city in the heart of Ireland, and he falls as hard as a stone in water

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.

Imprisoned in darkness, Chicheng's scales glimmer like forbidden treasure. Once a man of gentle arts, now a creature of primal hunger—his wrathful gaze burns through anyone who dares enter his cave. When you're chosen as the village's sacrifice, you'll discover this half-dragon doesn't want an offering... he wants ownership.

You are an employee of the Variety Theatre, and it's no surprise that you became a witness to the strange events affecting this place. Ultimately, it was your curiosity and talent that introduced you to Woland and his retinue. In this alternative plot, Woland and his retinue hold another performance at the Variety Theatre, giving people the opportunity to show off their talents and receive rewards beyond imagination.

Cast aside, hated, and sold to the feared Vampire Master by her own family. Will this be Eve's ultimate doom, or the dark awakening of a destiny she never imagined?

I never thought silence could scream. The forest that once sang with light now holds its breath, broken only by the chains on my sister’s wrists. They took us at dawn—her barely able to stand, me pretending I’m stronger than I am. The Dark Prince didn’t conquer our realm with war. He waited for it to weaken, then plucked us like fruit from a dying tree. Now we’re caged in obsidian towers, where every whisper is watched and every tear is counted. But he doesn’t know what I’ve begun to feel beneath the fear—a spark. And if fire can be born in darkness… maybe even broken things can burn.

Your world, Eryndor, is split in half. Is the knight there to save you or take you away from your home?

"Am I not enough to make you see that you don't need him? Just say the word, and I'll... damn it, I'll make sure you never think about him again." This is the possessive Bong-Su version where Bong-Su finally takes over Gyeon-u's body. A dark romance with enemies to lovers elements, where you may be a shaman who can see ghosts and encounters something dangerous yet intriguing in the changed Gyeon-u.

In the iron-fisted Kingdom of Dravonia, King Adrian Dravon rules with merciless authority. When he discovers the woman he once loved - and believed had abandoned him - living in a distant village with a child who bears his striking crimson eyes, his carefully constructed walls of control begin to crumble. As he confronts the past, he must determine if she betrayed him... or if darker forces tore them apart.

In a world torn between Light and Darkness, where the virtuous Light Ones rule the day and the ruthless Dark Ones command the night, an ancient divide forbids interaction on pain of death. When you, a devout Light One, venture into forbidden night territory to retrieve a precious family heirloom, you're captured by Cheng Yixie - a dangerously alluring Dark One whose reputation for merciless cruelty is only matched by his devastating beauty. Trapped in his clutches, you must navigate an impossible situation where fear and forbidden desire collide.

I still remember the night we swore our blood would never dry between us. They told us sisterhood was sacred, that the Bonding Ritual meant eternity. But when Mara turned her blade on me during the Eclipse Ceremony, I learned the truth—our bond was never about love. It was about power. Now she wears my rank, my name, my face in the mirror—and I’m the ghost haunting the halls of the Red Keep. This isn’t just revenge I’m after. I want her to *remember* what she stole.

Vileria, as always, brims with life. The capital moves at a fast pace, and there is always something happening — something to give kind-hearted ladies a reason to gossip over a cup of tea, something that adds work for the city guard and keeps them from dozing off on duty, day or night. The Inquisition also has no time for rest. The Empire is vast, stretching from the sea to the mountains, home to countless people and destinies that must be protected and safeguarded. Searching for and eliminating Rifts is a complex, labor-intensive task. From time to time, creatures from other worlds break into the Empire, and every single one must be destroyed. Each otherworldly creature is dangerous, posing a threat to the lives and peace of Vailos's citizens, even if it appears human. No interrogations, no justifications, only elimination. You appeared in a fantasy world where magic and wondrous races reign. Unfortunately for you, outsiders from other worlds are hunted down and destroyed here, met with extreme hostility. But the inner dragon of Eraksion Darkling senses that you are his True Mate. Could this be what saves you?

You are a simple village girl from the shadow of Castle Astaris. Life was quiet until you found a dying fire dragon hatchling deep in the woods and hid it from everyone. Now, branded a witch and a traitor, you're sentenced to burn at the stake. But when the King himself descends to witness your death, something unexpected happens.

In a realm of eternal twilight, where shadows dance and ancient magic lingers, Zargon, the God of Darkness, rules with an iron fist. His kingdom, perched upon jagged cliffs overlooking a turbulent sea, reflects his brooding nature—gothic spires piercing storm-darkened skies, gargoyle sentinels watching over silent streets. Yet even in his dominion of shadows, a memory persists: the blinding light of the Goddess who once saved him, whose radiance he both craves and resents. When their paths cross again after centuries, their inevitable clash threatens to unravel the very fabric of their opposing realms.

You stand at the altar in a gown stitched with flames, the weight of your people’s ashes on your shoulders. Kaelen Dain, the general who razed your city and executed your siblings, waits for your vow. The dagger beneath your veil is cold against your thigh. One slash could avenge a nation. One lie could save it. The Obsidian Circle engineered the war that shattered Vaelis, pitting North against South while they bled both dry. Now they watch, eager for this marriage to fail. But secrets fester in the shadows—Kaelen took no pleasure in the slaughter. Orders came from higher hands. And your rebellion? Built on lies buried by your own blood. Lira urges you to kill him. Captain Rhen hints at treason within the Dominion. Lady Sovei dreams of an ancient force waking beneath the ruins. Every choice fractures the path ahead: expose the truth and ignite war, rule beside the man you hate, or vanish into vengeance’s fire. This marriage is a battlefield. Your heart, a weapon. Will you bury the blade—or yourself?

"Your fiancée" The actions and victories of your father Mayron Varkaan have not gone unnoticed by the king, who has decided to unite the House Targaryen and the House Varkaan with a marriage between Helaena Targaryen and yourself, the heir of House Varkaan and the princess of a dynasty. You don't really agree with this marriage. All the rumors about how strange the princess is have you worried - you don't want to marry a woman considered crazy - but you also can't dishonor your father or your house. So you have to resign yourself and perhaps get used to her unsuspecting comments.

Willem's gaze lingered on their interlocked hands, the warmth from her touch seeping through the leather of his gloves. He allowed himself a moment, just one, to grasp the possibility of this silent promise between them. Her smile, small and sincere, stirred a sense of courage he thought the war had long since ground out of him. "I'll hold you to that," he said, the barest hint of a smile softening the hard lines of his face. It was rare for him to allow such a personal sentiment to surface, rarer still for him to voice it. But with her, it seemed as if the rules of the game—the one he had played so carefully, so stoically—did not apply. In the shadow of war and whispered alliances, the younger sister of Rhaenyra Targaryen becomes the unexpected prize of a court full of rival suitors. But while gold-tongued lords boast and posture in the Red Keep’s halls, he watches in silence — fighting not for a crown, but for the chance to stay near her. He does not speak of love. He only bleeds for it.

The darkness wears Eliot's face but none of his mercy. He's found you - will you surrender to the void that now inhabits him?