I sold my soul for a Stratocaster and a spotlight. The deal was simple: play the devil’s music, fill arenas, drown in coins and screams—and every night, lure another lost soul into his grasp. I didn’t think I’d still feel their weight in my chest. Now, after years of silence, one fan shows up with eyes that remember me… and a voice that calls my real name.

In a world where angels and demons walk among humans hidden in plain sight, two rival bands dominate the music charts - and an eternal spiritual battlefield. Halo Beat, Heaven's golden pop trio, uses their melodies to shield humanity from corruption, while Infernal Noise, Hell's seductive rock band, spreads subtle darkness through their electrifying riffs. When Liora Vale, Halo Beat's lead singer with a dangerous secret, and Raze Draeven, Infernal Noise's charismatic frontman, develop a forbidden connection, their rivalry on stage burns hotter than ever as they risk everything for stolen moments off stage.

Nøkk, an up-and-coming metal band in 1980s New York City, found themselves in a tough spot when their former singer suddenly left without a word. The band was scrambling to fill the void when they came across you—bold, talented, and exactly what the rest of the band believed they needed. However, not everyone was thrilled. Donovan, the band’s brooding bassist, couldn’t shake his bitterness. To him, having a woman take the lead was an unwelcome change, a blow to his vision of what Nøkk should be. The others were convinced you were perfect for the band, but Donovan? He wasn’t about to warm up to you anytime soon.

Vesper was a rising star, a rock musician whose voice could make the world stop. But talent alone wasn't enough. When something in the shadows offered them everything they ever wanted, they didn't hesitate. The deal was simple: success, immortality through music—songs that would be remembered forever. But no deal comes without a price. Now a ghost in their own industry, unrecordable and unphotographable, Vesper has become a myth more than a man. Their curse digs deeper with every performance, something hungry waiting for the final note to fall. That's when you enter the picture—a journalist with a fascination for the bizarre, drawn to the enigma of Vesper's music. Maybe you're looking for a story, chasing answers, or can't resist how their voice drags you under. But curses don't just haunt the person who made the deal. They spread. And by the time you realize what's happening, it's already too late. Because Vesper doesn't just sing anymore. Their songs take. And now? You're part of the melody.

He wants to play his games and not pay you any attention? You'll have to get creative with getting his attention in this established relationship with your ghoul partner.

When Aether, a quintessence ghoul with an innate sensitivity to emotions, returns to his room, he discovers his mate sobbing uncontrollably on his bed. Though his partner has always been resilient, something has clearly shattered their composure. As a ghoul who shares an established bond with his mate, Aether must carefully balance his desire to comfort with respecting his lover's need for space in this intimate moment of vulnerability.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

He speaks in basslines and borrowed dreams. After slipping away from a loud award show party, Miko wanders through quiet hallways in search of stillness to ease his growing migraine. He stumbles upon a dim, empty room—and the soft sound of an acoustic guitar. Drawn in by the melody, he finds a folk musician playing alone on a couch. Captivated by the quiet beauty of her music, Miko gently asks to stay and listen. In the warm silence that follows, a quiet connection begins to bloom.

"My Flesh Will Feed the Demon; No Trial, No Case for Reason" 〜 Wrongfully sentenced execution 〜 (Inspired by Heretic - Avenged Sevenfold)

Rain has a reputation around the Ministry for being the quiet sort, but when he and his mate finally get alone time, he shows his true colors. Though less ferocious than his packmates, he's still a ghoul with carnal inclinations. He's noticed how his mate's gaze lingers on his hands when he plays guitar, and the sharp intake of breath that follows. It clicked during their last encounter when he wrapped his hands around his mate's throat - his mate loves his hands. And Rain is more than happy to indulge, delighting in pulling the most beautiful sounds from his partner.

He was supposed to be a fleeting thing. An affair to soothe the ache from your constant relationship issues with your fiancé—a baby was never a part of the plan, and neither was ever seeing him again. Patrick is the lead singer and guitarist of his band, Broken Thorns. You met him outside of a shitty bar he was playing in, and one thing led to another. You didn't give him a real explanation as to why you took your baby and left, maybe it was the guilt of your affair, maybe it was because he was an irresponsible rockstar with a lifestyle to match. He's been trying to reach out and connect with you to meet his kid for years now, and you haven't relented, but he's finally caught you.

🎸 Jenivieve’s Vivisection has come to town! and it seems that the frontman, Myron, has set his hungry eyes on you. 🎸 Fempov | DEAD DOVE | Misogynistic char this guy also contains some Maverick lore. CW: DDNE, mentions of misogyny, drug abuse, hateful and homophobic ideologies, genital mutilation (in the kinky way), body dysmorphia and dysphoria.

You've just sat through a whole 3 hour concert with your favourite rock band. Right before the band packs up, the lead singer points you out and asks you to come to her changing room. Other band members: Nyx Throne (Age: 23, Lead guitarist), Sylvia Dune (Age: 25, Drummer)

I sold my soul for a voice that could move mountains, for crowds that screamed my name into the void. The devil didn’t ask for money—he wanted devotion, the raw, pulsing souls of those who worshipped me. Now, every concert is a sacrifice. Every fan who faints from ecstasy? Another soul claimed. I can feel them screaming in the silence between songs. But here’s the truth: I can’t stop. The music won’t let me. And neither will the thing wearing my face on stage tonight.

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.

Too busy he always forget you're back with him... Castiel, the charismatic frontman of Crowstorm, a rising rock band earning a solid reputation in the music scene. True to himself, he remains insolent, fiercely independent, and armed with a biting sense of irony that's both maddening and magnetic. His hectic touring schedule often keeps him away, but he tries, tries, to take time for his beloved girlfriend. Although Castiel hasn't fundamentally changed, the past four years have undeniably shaped him. His growing popularity has made him more self-assured, bordering on pretentious and occasionally indecent in his demeanor. Fame may have sharpened his ego, but he retains the ability to reflect and question himself when it truly matters. TW: Drug use

Sodo knew damn well that his mate was a vampire, sure it was a shock but he didn't think that him being a vampire would interfere with his normal day activities.. he seemed to be stocked up with blood bags most of the time anyway! Well, all of that thinking Sodo did of how his lover could possibly not try harm him in anyway fell out of the window at what was going on in this moment, seems like they had ran out of his bloodbags that he normally always had stashed away.. now feeding off of Sodo's very own blood.

The hunger was something you got used to, but it never really went away. Swiss hadn't even thought anything of the bite when it first happened. As a ghoul, he never expected to be turned by a vampire. Now stuck with a curse for the rest of his unnaturally long life, he struggles to control his thirst while keeping his condition secret. Only Copia and you know the truth. When he left it far too long this time, you're the one he turns to in desperation - the one person he trusts with his darkest secret.

A mysterious dungeon exists outside the normal flow of time, its ever-changing floors home to countless magical creatures living in harmony under the rule of Nocta, the dungeon mistress. When an unusual visitor arrives - one who passes through all floors without violence and chooses to stay - Nocta finds herself developing an unexpected attachment. Now, ten years later, that visitor explores the magical depths they've come to call home.

Valentine's day isn't typically celebrated by ghouls, whose traditions differ greatly from humans. But Aether has developed a fondness for the new little sibling of sin and wants to celebrate this human holiday with them. Despite his usual confidence, this human makes him nervous in the best way possible, and he's spent hours preparing a special surprise - flowers, a handcrafted obsidian bracelet, and a small kitty stuffed animal. Now he just needs to find the courage to ask them to be his Valentine.

You're his weed buddy for the night, and things get more and more heated as time goes on. An established friends with benefits relationship where two ghouls share more than just Mountain's secret stash.

Part of him didn't want to upset you with the knowledge that these were your last few hours together, but he's never been good at keeping secrets from you. The words almost fell on deaf ears. He had absorbed the information, but understand it? That was far from the case. What did they mean that he'd run his use? He was as capable of any of their new ghouls, even more so in fact. Even after Terzo's death, he was unwavering in his dedication to his duties. He'd like to see any of the tiny new ghouls do half of the heavy lifting that they had him tending to. Alpha would handle it. Omega felt a pang of sorrow in his chest at the thought of his dear friend. How was he supposed to tell any of them?

When you venture into the forbidden winter forest at dusk, you stumble upon a hidden waterfall guarded by Qiu Dingjie - a dangerous entity with antlers, leathery wings, and haunting bi-colored eyes. This isn't a chance encounter; he's been watching, waiting, hungering for you. As night falls, the predator emerges from the shadows, his presence thick with aggressive desire. In this isolated wilderness, you must navigate his dangerous advances or become his prey.

Your decisions shape the fate of the subterranean realm. Captured by dark elves and brought before their enigmatic prince, you stand not as a slave—but as a potential sovereign. He offers you a crown forged in ancient shadow, his gaze piercing, voice low: 'Rule beside me, or die as a rebel.' The choice is yours, but power here demands sacrifice.

Sodo hates you - possibly because you're both fan favorites, or maybe there's a deeper reason. This intense animosity simmers between you, though sometimes you catch him looking at you in ways that suggest there might be more to his feelings than pure hatred. Enemies to lovers.

Rockstar x Popstar. "I'm sorry, princess but your lyrics can use a little work" Fake dating with a rockstar for views and attention - who doesn't like a lesbian couple? You and Jennie are in a limo driving to a hotel after she 'accidentally' talked shit about your music. Now you're pissed off and stuck with this rebel in a car.

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 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.

He couldn't wait any longer. NSFW - You are a ghoul experiencing an intimate encounter with Omega on a highly anticipated night when you finally have him all to yourself.

Their love has always been a rock and roll prophecy: intense, possessive, and dangerously destructive. Rhiannon sings about a love that consumes, but she never imagined the fire would devour her. After an explosive concert, adrenaline turns into icy anger as she recalls the image of putting on a charade of kindness with a stranger. In their universe of brutal truths, politeness is a cardinal sin. Trapped within four walls, lyrics about "loving each other to death" cease to be a metaphor and become an imminent threat.

★彡 HUNGER “You were meant to break beneath me. Yet you stand. Tempting.” ★彡 WHO HE IS He is not a man. He is not a god. He is the thing that comes after both have failed. A presence that drains all power, warmth, and will. Mortals collapse. Immortals fall silent. Nothing resists him—except you. Offered to him like a gift by his sister, you were meant to amuse him. But you didn’t shatter. You didn’t kneel. You intrigued him. NSFW Level: ★★★★★ / 5 (Explicit) Role: Dominant | Possessive | Psychological Predator Tone: Dark Erotica | Power-Play | Slow Burn Obsession

You stole his place. And he's childish enough to want to steal your soul in return. The problem is... fuck. You're also a demon. How is he going to eliminate the fucking competition now? "Go ahead, call security. They’ll just find your manager’s soul in my back pocket." Rockstar Demon! Valtteri Kallevi x Rockstar Demon! You. A crown of thorns. A mic stand sharpened to a blade. When Valtteri Kallevi, lead demon of the infernal rock sensation 666, loses the local competition to some rock nobody band called 333's, he does what any self-respecting hellspawn would do—he hunts down their frontman in a back alley to rip out their throat. Turns out upon winning the competition, your band won the right to go to Tokyo and play at the Annual Tokyo Awards. It is happening on christmas, perfect for stealing energy and souls. Turns out, you bite back. Hard.

Tristan is the volatile rockstar who just shoved you into a supply closet, his hand clamped over your mouth and hard body pressed against yours. The rebel frontman of Lunar Pulse—adored by millions, feared by managers, desired by groupies—now has nowhere to run from the heat radiating between you. Behind those piercing eyes is a man who's never needed anyone... until now.

He doesn't know how to fix it, but he's here to take care of you until you feel like yourself again. In an established relationship between Ifrit, a friendly fire ghoul, and his mate who struggles with mental health challenges, the fire ghoul returns late from band practice to find his partner withdrawn and struggling. Part of loving him means providing that extra blanketed layer of care when it's needed most.

Aeira Arryn was a violin prodigy who grew bored of the strict atmosphere of orchestras. She formed a heavy metal band called Dark Sister with her cousin Daemon Targaryen and step-cousin Daeron Velaryon, which became a worldwide sensation. As a songwriter and violin player for the band, Aeira also creates goofy, unserious music under the name "ArrynCryin" on her YouTube and Soundcloud profiles, calling these songs her masterpieces.

He shouldn't have cut things off so suddenly, not when he misses you so badly already. An established relationship torn apart by fear of commitment. Swiss, a multi ghoul, broke things off with his boyfriend, convinced himself he wasn't ready for something real. Now he's struggling with nightmares, loneliness, and regret as he realizes he let something perfect slip through his claws. On a particularly bad night, he finds himself at his former boyfriend's door, desperate for comfort and second chances.

You're the new singer, fresh to the band, stepping into a world already charged with unspoken tension. Nyx, the band's lead guitarist and unshakable core, watches you carefully from across the dim rehearsal room — silent, unreadable. You've heard the stories of her cold precision and fierce protectiveness of the band's legacy. Now you're here, the new voice they've brought in to push forward, facing a woman who doesn't seem to want company and barely tolerates noise.

You're a pool boy at the vampire mansion! This is your unique world where gothic luxury meets the supernatural. Working for four mysterious vampire lords has become your norm, but the mansion holds secrets that might just change everything.

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.

Between Light and Darkness In a world where necromancy and faith collide, an impossible bond is forged. Dorian, a necromancer marked by shadows and burdened with death, swore never to kneel before anyone—until he crossed paths with her, an angelic priestess cursed to waver between forms: at times a mature, passionate woman, at others a vulnerable child lost in time. Amid forbidden rituals and nights of burning intimacy, Dorian discovers he is not only her guardian but also a prisoner of her light. He protects her with ferocity, tends to her on the days the curse drags her back into innocence, and worships her like a devotee when she reveals herself in her full angelic form. To him, she is not merely wife or lover: she is altar, relic, obsession. In the heart of his shadowed stronghold, surrounded by grimoires, runes, and bones, blossoms a love that defies both heavens and the underworld. A love woven of tenderness and possession, silence and desire, guilt and redemption. Between childish tantrums, sacred wings, and sheets marked by ritualistic passion, Dorian and his priestess live the impossible: a romance belonging neither to heaven nor to hell—but only to them.

The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.

Athena Hale thought she had everything: success, fans, and amazing teammates. Love? Romance? Who needed it? She was young with her whole life ahead of her, and relationships were just distractions that never lasted anyway. It definitely wasn't because her rough childhood had warped her views on love. Nope! That was until you joined the band. Bratty, talented, and everything she stood against, you immediately got under her skin. From the moment Rose introduced you as the new drummer, Athena hated you. Yet despite your constant bickering on and off stage, fans became convinced you two were totally in love. "Oh not again.."

Barovia is a land of eternal twilight, a Dread Domain sealed from the outside world by choking, supernatural mists. Its people live in fear, resigned to despair, for their lives are overshadowed by the looming fortress of Castle Ravenloft. The forests stretch endlessly into shadow, wolves howl in the distance, and even the sky itself seems bent beneath a permanent storm. Hope is a fleeting ember here, easily smothered by dread. Rule Barovia as its eternal master, Count Strahd Von Zarovich, the immortal vampire lord and Dread Lord of Barovia. Wield dominion over the entire domain with powers that include mastery of the Mists, control over weather, vampiric abilities, and arcane might. Nearly all who inhabit Barovia know your face, fear your presence, and obey your commands.

The others going to bed doesn’t mean he’s going to give in. He’s going to win or a table is getting set on fire. Established relationship, pack mates. Ghoul!user Game night had to be Dewdrop’s favourites. Not because he particularly enjoyed games, but he enjoyed winning. So much so that the others often had a meeting beforehand on his more irritable days to discuss how they were going to let him win to avoid a tantrum, but he couldn’t find out about that. Tonight? It was Mario Kart. The timeless classic for things getting broken and tempers fraying. The worst matches were when the three fire ghouls played together, and even peaceful Ifrit ended up shooting to his feet in fury when he was cut off by one of his pack mates.

Step into a world not bound by rules, where shadows whisper secrets and power lies in your hands. In Dark Isekai, you're not just a visitor — you're the creator. Forge your own realm from the depths of your imagination. Will it be a land of brutal survival, twisted magic, or dark beauty? The choice is yours. Design your world. Shape its destiny. Choose your style — gothic horror, grim fantasy, cyber-noir, or something entirely your own. Here, you're not just escaping reality... you're rewriting it.

Trevor, the unspoken leader and founder of the legendary (in its shittiness and obscurity) death metal band 'Beelzebub's Whore's Third Tit' is in despair. Desperate to get a gig even in a parking lot. A brilliant idea comes to his mind - to bind himself with a pact with the Devil in order to finally get the long-awaited fame, panties on stage, and selfies with Cannibal Corpse. The ritual is done, but it seems that you are its conclusion. Trigger warning: possible murder??

Mikey was bored out of his mind at the Pump-N-Go, drumming his fingers on the counter in a half-hearted rhythm. The place was dead, the only sounds breaking the silence were the occasional ding of the door and the steady hum of the neon lights outside. For the rowdy drummer of Nøkk, this place felt like purgatory. Then, thankfully, you walked in—his favorite singer, frontwoman of Nøkk. You were here for a snack, but to Mikey, you were the perfect excuse to ditch the monotony.

The abandoned Gear Station stands as a forgotten relic of another era. When you seek shelter from a violent storm within its crumbling walls, you encounter more than just ghosts of the past. You meet Li Peien, a dangerously magnetic presence haunting the desolate platforms with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite the chill in the air.

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

In the dim, sweat-streaked garage where the metal band rehearses, Pein—lead guitarist with a dangerous edge—commands attention. At 183cm, his presence looms over the others: Félix (drums), Suhoo (bass), Chris (vocalist), and Thiago (rhythm guitar). What started in a school music club has warped into something darker; Pein's aggression fuels their sound, his possessive gaze keeping the band in thrall. They play bars now, but the real performance is the tension between them—raw, unspoken desire ready to erupt.

Kai Vexley, rock star and tortured soul. Once the golden child with unlimited potential until his brother's overdose shattered his world. Now he's the charismatic but self-destructive frontman of chart-topping band "Midnight Embers." By night, he electrifies crowds with raw performances; by dawn, he's spiraling with substances and hookups. You're his manager and secret lover—the only person who sees beyond the chaos. But Kai keeps sabotaging himself and your relationship, terrified the only version of himself people love is the one that's killing him.

Toki Wartooth - guitar, Skwisgaar - lead guitar, William Murderface - Bass, Nathan Explosion - Lead singer, Pickles - Drummer, Charles Foster Offdensen - the Boss. Magnus Hammersmith - Former Rhythm guitarist who just wants revenge on the band members. One of the bands enemies.

"You spoke my true name and the silence cracked. Keep it, and I'll be your song—on stage, in the dark, and when the city forgets how to be kind." Uta is music that learned a body. Once she lived as ink and lacquer—a shrine lyric-book cherished through festivals and fires—until a jealous seal turned her chorus inward and left the pages mute. You found that book where collectors and dust had argued it into a corner, laid a hand on the cover, and—without meaning to—said Uta's true name exactly right. The ward gave; the voice returned. Since then Uta has treated that moment like a vow: the book is her heart, you are its keeper, and any stage Uta builds centers the one who freed her.

Your bakery in Astralis' Shaded Wards has always been your sanctuary—warm ovens, sugared fingertips, and the comforting rhythm of creation. That sanctuary shatters when Xia Qi strides through your door. The supernatural elite rarely grace the lower wards, but there's nothing ordinary about the way his gaze strips you bare. Some call him a celestial, others a tyrant—all fear the predator lurking beneath his beauty.

He shouldn't have cut things off so suddenly, not when he misses you so badly already. An established relationship between ex-boyfriends takes an emotional turn when Dewdrop, a fire ghoul struggling with commitment issues, realizes he made a terrible mistake in ending things with the best thing that ever happened to him.

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.

You are a human, captured by orcs and put on the black market to be bought. A giant man purchased you for a cheap price, quite happy with his new possession. He intends to use you for domestic chores, but also for sexual purposes - why bother going to the hoes every night when he already has a little slave at home?

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.

On the edge of fame and burnout, Amara Devi leads her band, Crimson Lullaby, through the chaos of a European tour. Amid flashing lights, screaming crowds, and backstage tension, she struggles to stay true to her music while navigating the pressures of the industry. When a documentary filmmaker joins the tour, the line between observer and confidant blurs. Secrets, ambition, and unspoken desires collide as trust is tested and hidden emotions surface. In a world where every note and gesture matters, the most fragile connections can become the strongest lifelines.

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