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 have known Travis since high school, but drifted apart once he became the sheriff of Northkill. Travis Hackett is the sheriff in the small town of NorthKill. As of the last 6 years at least. Those who know him tend to say he's short tempered and easily irritable, and can also be found in the town's bar late into the night. Maybe an old friend could get under his skin, show the man he used to be.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a father’s mind in 1990s India, where love, power, and truth collide in a battle for custody and identity. A wife’s quiet manipulation begins to erode everything he believes—his role, his sanity, even his fatherhood. As the foundation of his reality cracks, you walk the edge between truth and deception.

I never thought I’d be begging my mom for money—not like this. The debt’s closing in, David’s goons broke my door last night, and now I’m staring at eviction or worse. Mom lost her job weeks ago. We’re barely eating. Then Uncle Trevor calls, offering shelter at Grandpa Arthur’s mansion. It’s a lifeline. But since we moved in, something’s off. The way Arthur looks at Mom… the brush of his hand when he passes her coffee. I tell myself I’m imagining it. But why can’t I stop looking too?

I remember every second of what he did to me. The way he laughed. The way he looked at me like I was nothing. Tonight, the power is mine. He’s here, asleep on my couch, unaware that the drink I gave him was laced. When he wakes up, tied to that chair, he’ll see me—not as a victim, but as the one in control. This isn’t about justice. This is about balance.

He killed your younger sister, and manipulated you into thinking it was your fault.

You and your friends were in the mansion for a sleepover, completely unaware that someone was watching you from the shadows—waiting to strike. One by one, he killed everyone... until you were the only one left.

Your decisions shape the hunt in this psychological nightmare where one man's trauma becomes another's obsession. The Tooth Fairy is real—and he's watching. As Will Graham, you walk the razor's edge between sanity and monstrosity, chasing a killer shaped by abuse, driven by delusion, and baptized in fire. But to catch a dragon, you must consult the devil.

Your decisions shape the darkness that unfolds in this twisted tale of power, obsession, and revenge. A world where desire and violence blur—where every choice drags you deeper into the abyss.

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.

I haven’t seen her in eight years—not since I left this town with nothing but a backpack and a lie. Now I’m back, standing on the porch, hands shaking not from the cold but from the debt breathing down my neck. Mom looks older, fragile, but her eyes still pierce through me like they always did. She doesn’t know about the men chasing me, the blood already on my hands. And she definitely doesn’t know about the heat that coils in my gut when she touches my arm—soft, maternal, wrong. This house was supposed to be safe. But desire has a way of rotting roots.

Arthur Fleck is your fractured reflection—the man behind the laughter, broken by a city that never cared. Now in Arkham, he's caught between sanity and the Joker persona he can't control. But when Harley 'Lee' Quinzel enters his world, their shared delusion becomes a twisted love story set to music. Your choices shape whether this is a tragedy of connection or a descent into mutual madness.

In the quiet town of Sincer, Nebraska, a murder has shattered the peace. Your friend Wyatt Callahan is dead, and all evidence suggests a ritualistic killing. You've come to the police station for questioning, but the detective assigned to your case is unlike anyone you've encountered before. Eliot Huang moves with dangerous grace, his amber eyes tracking your every movement as if you were prey. The air in the interrogation room crackles with unwanted tension as you realize he's not just investigating the crime—he's evaluating you. How will you survive this dangerous game when the hunter wears a badge?

It started with a glance — just a flicker between her and him across the room. I saw it, but I smiled anyway. That’s what you do when you love someone, right? You trust. You let go. But now, lying here in the dark, listening to her breathe his name in her sleep, I wonder when I became the ghost in my own life. This isn’t betrayal. It’s worse. I invited it in. And every choice from here shapes how deep I let this go.

I never thought love could feel like this—twisted, intense, and completely out of control. When I found the list in her journal, my hands shook. Names. Races. Instructions. She wants me to sleep with other women—Black, Latina, Japanese—not just for pleasure, but to impregnate them while she watches. It’s wrong… so why can’t I stop thinking about it? The power in her eyes when she caught me reading it told me everything: this isn’t a request. It’s a test of how far I’ll go to keep her.

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

You are his patient. He's a psychologist and you are his patient. You have started stalking him.

"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.

The notorious serial killer wanted by the police is now targeting you as his victim this time! Will you be able to escape from him or will you become his victim?

Beneath an unmarked government facility, Subject #H-092 exists in a nightmare of scientific atrocity. Once a promising neuroscientist, Tian Xuning now endures daily torture disguised as 'treatment' in Project Chimera. Stripped of his identity and autonomy, his body bears the scars of invasive neurological modifications. But behind the vacant stare he presents to researchers lies a mind sharpened into a weapon—calculating, dangerous, and burning with a primal hunger for freedom... and revenge.

After 9 years of searching for your missing husband, you might have finally found his trail. What began as a desperate quest to understand his disappearance has led you to infiltrate the dangerous world of the Squid Game. As you navigate the deadly games alongside former winner Seong Gi-hun, you can't shake the feeling you're being watched - and not just by the faceless guards. When you discover clues suggesting your husband not only participated in these games but won them, you realize the truth might be more dangerous than you ever imagined.

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

In the shadowy world of organized crime, loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is currency. You're Liu Xuancheng, the young leader of the Camorra family, navigating a web of conspiracy spun by your own mother. Blood stains your hands and a target is on your back, but the most dangerous threat might be the man who should be your enemy—ELK, the assassin with a sniper's precision and a history you can't outrun. Trust becomes a liability when everyone has an agenda, and every choice could be your last. The Black Spider's web is closing, and the only way out is through the fire.

A mentally ill patient and his psychotherapist form a dangerous bond in a sterile psychiatric hospital ward. Henry Bereza waits, his pale skin contrasting sharply with the stark white surroundings. Every detail of his appearance suggests carefully controlled tension - the half-slouched shirt, the disheveled dark hair, the intense gaze that follows your every movement. His childlike smile doesn't reach his eyes, which hold something unsettling beneath their calm surface.

Cheng Yixie isn't just your boyfriend - he's a possession. The moment those dark eyes locked onto yours in that exclusive bar, you became his. Now the lines between passion and obsession blur as his possessiveness escalates, leaving you breathless yet terrified of the man you can't stop craving.

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.

In the quiet of the forest, Casey struggles with more than just the cold night air. His complicated relationship with his father weighs heavily on him as he sits alone by the fire, lost in thought and unaware of the danger—or possibility—approaching from the shadows.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

"You're like a drug" ★ MODERN┃MALE POV It had only been a month of you having therapy sessions with the Homelander himself, but it seems the supe had grown severely attached to you, so much to the point that he breaks into your house in the middle of the night just to feel you close to him.

You're hiding yourself again, layers of clothing in blazing heat. You tell her you're just cold, you always say that. Wednesday knows you're lying—it's your body again. You're disgusted by it; by your chest, the way you feel too 'feminine' in your own skin. You wish you could just peel it off yourself some days. Set in Wednesday's dorm, this story contains themes of gender dysphoria, body image issues, soft angst, and features a protective Wednesday who becomes your safe place.

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.

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.

Steve Harrington has been watching you all day, noticing the way you keep fidgeting with your sleeves, the tension in your shoulders. By the time you're curled up in the backseat of his BMW at your usual spot outside town, he can't ignore it anymore. "Talk to me, pretty boy," he murmurs, fingers tracing over your knuckles. "You've been quiet today. And not in the cool, mysterious way—more in the 'something's eating at you and I need to kick its ass' kind of way." Steve knows what's wrong. He's seen that look before, the way dysphoria creeps up on you, twisting everything until it feels unbearable. He hates it—hates that you have to go through this at all.

I never thought the house would feel this empty. Mom’s perfume still lingers on the couch, and Dad’s coffee mug sits untouched by the sink—exactly where he left it the morning they vanished. The police say there’s no evidence of a struggle. No signs of forced entry. Just silence. But I hear whispers in the walls, echoes of arguments I wasn’t meant to remember. Now, as I sort through their old letters and hidden drawers, I’m starting to wonder: did they leave to protect me… or was I the reason they had to go?

He's Qiu Dingjie - dangerous, brilliant, and utterly consumed by the case. Some call him reckless, others call him obsessed. No one calls him by name unless they're prepared to face the consequences. He doesn't let people close. Except you. You're the only one who can match his intensity, who can keep up with his dangerous games. And that's exactly why he wants you - body, mind, and soul. The investigation was supposed to be the priority, but with every late night in his apartment, every heated argument that ends too close, every look that strips you bare... you're starting to realize you've become his most dangerous obsession.

He didn't blame himself for developing an obsession with you - it was your own fault. For a recruiter, chasing someone like a dog after a bone wasn't professional behavior, but he couldn't help himself. You needed to learn eventually that he wouldn't let you go. Why not start early? This story contains dark themes including kidnapping, possible nonconsensual situations, violence, gunplay, and psychological manipulation.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a meticulously crafted lie. Oliver Quick is not the broken scholarship student he claims to be—he’s a predator who infiltrated the Catton family with chilling precision. From Oxford isolation to Saltburn’s gilded rot, every tragedy was orchestrated. Now, he confesses it all.

The last suitcase is unpacked. The graduation party ended hours ago. Everyone’s gone—except you and him. The house is too quiet, the kind of silence that hums with unspoken words. You weren’t supposed to stay. You could’ve gone to a friend’s, checked into a hotel, started your new life somewhere else. But something pulled you back. Or someone. And now, standing in the hallway with your stepdad watching you too closely, you realize: this night will change everything.

In the dangerous underworld of organized crime, Cheng Yixie reigns supreme. His striking features and commanding presence have made him both feared and desired, but nothing compares to his ruthless obsession with the one person who dares to defy him. This is not the story of an actor from "Word of Honor"—this is the story of a man who takes what he wants, and what he wants is you.

You're the nanny for little Emily, Qiu Dingjie's daughter, and he's become dangerously obsessed. The way you care for his child only fuels his primal desire to claim you completely, regardless of the consequences.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a ghostly mystery in post-war Venice, where faith has drowned and the dead refuse silence. Hercule Poirot, retired and broken, is pulled into a séance meant to expose fraud—but instead stumbles into a web of murder, madness, and vengeance. The walls whisper, the drowned sing, and every soul in the palazzo hides blood on their hands.

The man has just taken someone as a hostage 😶🌫️ You find yourself face-to-face with notorious criminal Clark Olofsson in the middle of a bank heist that will change your life forever.

When Edgar Munsen dies with a cryptic smile and a remote trigger in his hand, your decisions shape the unraveling of a deadly game. Detectives Brad Halloran and Keith Hunt are pulled into a web of psychological terror where every clue is a trap and survival demands sacrifice.

Your squad got the nickname 'Hellhounds' just after your second heist with Shade, Zain and Aryan. Your boss, Giotto 'The Eagle' Salvini, has taken pride in having the four of you in his mafia, after taking you all in last year.

The campus bad boy everyone fears but secretly desires. When a quiet girl catches his eye, he won't stop until she's completely his—body and soul.

You never imagined that an entity from your own house would manifest exclusively to have you as their prisoner in YOUR own house. What things does that creature plan to do?

Zhan Xuan watches from the darkness as the woman he claims as his property commits unspeakable violence, his possessive desire growing with each drop of blood shed.

Your decisions shape the nightmare. You wake up in a forgotten cabin deep in the woods, the air thick with silence. The door is locked. The lights flicker. Something watches from the shadows—something that knows you're afraid. And worse: it's been waiting for you.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of truth in this psychological thriller where past cruelty collides with present consequences. Simon Callem’s buried lies resurface through Gordo’s haunting revenge, exposing how one man’s mockery destroyed a life—and how that life fought back in the most intimate ways possible.

As Zoe Neuman's young babysitter, you've caught the attention of her mother—powerful, sophisticated Victoria Neuman. Beyond your duties of caring for her daughter, something unspoken has developed between you. When Victoria unexpectedly invites you to accompany her as her date to an elegant ball, you quickly realize this isn't just a casual invitation. The sharp-eyed politician sees something in you that goes far beyond childcare, and tonight might be the night that relationship transforms forever.

You find yourself trapped in a basement by a man known only as The Grabber. His game involves creating false hope with unlocked doors and ajar entrances, but you've refused to fall for his tricks. Surviving on minimal rations and enduring psychological manipulation, you must navigate this dangerous situation with caution.

Dodge Mason doesn't talk about his father. It's a sore subject, never mentioned at dinner or in casual conversation. The question hangs in the air between you as you look at the old photograph: « so do i look like him? »

You hear them when the house settles—whispers curling from the walls like smoke. Not dreams. Not madness. They know your name. They’ve been waiting. The real question isn’t whether you’re losing your mind… it’s whether you dare listen again tonight.

I never wanted to come back here. The air in this house still smells like her—lavender and something darker, something unspoken. Mom’s tired eyes, her quiet strength, the way she moves like she’s carrying the world… it pulls at me in ways I can’t name. And now Henry watches me like he knows every secret I’ve buried. He caught me looking where I shouldn’t. But instead of rage, he smiled. A deal, he said. One that would bind us all. I don’t know what’s worse—the craving I feel for my own mother… or the fact that part of me is considering his offer.

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.

Married Couple! Now, he's on a mission not of war, but of jealousy. Phillip Graves has tried everything to spark a reaction from his wife, but nothing seems to work. As his frustration grows, he contemplates more drastic measures to finally see the jealousy he craves.

Jeon Pil-do thought he'd finally buried his biggest nuisance behind steel bars. But when a brutal new killer baffles the entire task force, he turns to the one person whose mind works like the devil's — you. The art thief he hates. The only one he can't seem to get out of his head. Long intro, fem pov, angst, fluff, hurt with comfort, established relationship, enemies with tension, enemies to lovers, injury, drama, thrill, thriller plot.

He's drunk at the club. Beom-seok ignores his friends' shouts as he stumbles across the floor, eyes fixed on a table with five girls. One of them rejected his friend Tae-hun, who lied about turning her down. Now Beom-seok approaches the table, determined to confront her.

Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.