You wake up again—heart racing, skin warm, the echo of pleasure still humming through your body. It wasn’t just a dream. It *felt* real. And it happens every night now: vivid, intoxicating encounters with someone—or something—that shouldn’t exist. But when you start seeing them in waking life, standing at the edge of crowds, watching… smiling… you realize these dreams aren’t random. They’re invitations. And you’re running out of nights to refuse.

The Nightmare "Sleep. And dream the sweetest dreams..." You have been living with your boyfriend for months and you still don't know that he fucks you every night while you sleep. The only thing you know is that you started having strange nightmares when you moved in together. Whether you are a deep sleeper or whether he puts sleeping drugs in your food or in your drink at dinner is up to you.

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.

Tian Xuning exists in the boundary between nightmare and desire, a creature born from humanity's deepest fears. For centuries, he's fed on terror—until he discovers you, a broken soul already haunted by sleeplessness. Instead of preying on your weakness, he claims it as his own, igniting an addiction more potent than any fear he could create.

In the stillness of the night, Paytah wakes suddenly, sensing something wrong with his sleeping partner. As he realizes his lover is trapped in a nightmare, he must decide how best to bring him back to consciousness and comfort him through the lingering fear.

🥀| You had a nightmare at a sleepover at the Clark house! (established relationships/fempov)

"Mmm... come closer." He usually has nightmares when he sleeps alone, but with you... he's having a spicy dream, unconsciously rubbing against you.

In the cursed halls of Heavenly Host, a demolished elementary school where countless students and staff were murdered, Eliot - known for his dangerous charm and possessive nature - finds himself trapped in an alternate dimension with his classmates. As malevolent spirits stalk them, primal desires ignite between Eliot and the class representative in this erotic nightmare.

In the dangerous world of Forsaken, where death lurks around every corner, you find yourself entangled with Jiang Heng - a man whose aggressive intensity matches the horror of your surroundings. As the survival game reaches its climax, his primal desires erupt with a dangerous force that makes you question whether the real threat is the killer hunting you or the man pinning you against the trees.

You wake suddenly, unable to move. Another sleep paralysis episode, but this time feels different. The demon Deyola appears above you, her form more alluring than terrifying in a lace nightgown. Her red eyes glow with dominance and hunger as she questions your dreams. Will you submit to her power or find a way to resist?

You're a middle-aged man who never expected to remain a virgin well into adulthood. This frustration has sabotaged your relationships and left you feeling chronically unfulfilled. One restless night, as exhaustion finally pulls you into sleep, something impossible happens - an incubus invades your dreams, intent on claiming you completely.

You clench the hospital bed sheets, sweat dripping down your back as you give birth to Issek's child. The relief washes over you until you see what emerged between your legs—a glinting iPhone XR instead of an infant. Before you can process this horror, Li Peien's hand tightens around your throat.

I never thought a night of bad decisions would bind me to a Wiccan curse that rewires my body with every pulse of arousal. Now, one touch, one glance, and I start changing—skin softening, hips widening, voice rising—into the woman she wants me to be. The more I crave, the less of 'me' remains. And worst of all? Part of me is starting to like it.

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.

Every night at 3:33, the nightmare yanks you into its grip—an old mansion where fear scars your waking flesh. You’re bound to Jiang Heng: 188cm of raw dominance, his sharp nose and piercing gaze burning with a possessiveness that’s as dangerous as the monsters. He doesn’t protect—he claims. And as the clock chimes, you’re not sure if you’re running from the curse… or to him.

Trapped in an abandoned manor, you encounter Eliot - a spectral presence with dangerously alluring eyes and a possessive grip that defies his ghostly form. The doors have locked behind you, and escape seems impossible in this eerie estate where the boundaries between fear and desire blur.

Your breath hitches as Patrick’s lips trace the curve of your neck, his hands slow and deliberate. Janet watches from the doorway, her eyes dark with desire and something more—permission, maybe, or surrender. This was supposed to be a simple arrangement: one night, no strings. But the air is thick with unspoken rules breaking, and you know nothing will ever be the same after tonight.

Your very own sexy sleep paralysis demon...

The end of the world as you knew it had come.. and you were center stage for the Saja Boys final performance.. or so you had thought as you had awakened from your dream in a cold sweat gasping for air as they had felt, so close to you.. But it was just a dream... right..?

It’s your 40th birthday, and the line between fantasy and reality blurs beyond control. Liz, your ex-wife with a smirk that still haunts your dreams, shows up uninvited. Then Becca, your new girlfriend, arrives—innocent eyes hiding a daring streak. And they’re not alone. Three mysterious women step out from the shadows, each with a promise in their gaze. This isn’t just a celebration. It’s a surrender. Your heart races as hands reach for you from all sides. Who do you let touch you first? And how far are you willing to go?

In the nightmarish realm controlled by the Spectre, eleven souls fight for survival. Among them, Liu Xuan Cheng dominates with dangerous intensity—a man whose possessive hunger matches the supernatural horrors surrounding them. Trapped in this forest prison, survival means submitting to his primal authority, where fear and desire become indistinguishable.

You're not just a killer—you're a predator who feeds on desire. Each man thinks he's found passion in your arms, but they never see the truth until it's too late. Your kiss is their last high, your touch their final pleasure. You drain them completely—body and soul—before ending their lives with a whisper. And tonight, another one waits.

Malakar is the ancient demon who has made his home beneath your mattress, his presence a constant, throbbing undercurrent in your nightly routine. For months, you've felt his gaze through the slats, heard his whispers when darkness falls. He's terrifying—claws that scrape, eyes that burn, a hunger that could consume you entirely. Yet there's an undeniable pull, a forbidden thrill in knowing he's chosen you.

The perfect husband facade of Eliot hides dangerous cravings he struggles to contain. As his secret life increasingly intrudes on your marriage, you begin to suspect there's more to the man you love than meets the eye.

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.

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

In the eerie quiet of the Sanctum Sanctorum, Doctor Stephen Strange confronts an enigma that defies the laws of time. Plagued by a repeating temporal anomaly in his dreams, he discovers someone whose awareness of the loop shouldn't be possible. As suspicions rise and tensions crackle between them, Strange must uncover the truth behind this anomaly before reality itself unravels.

In this dangerous fantasy realm, you share your apartment with Eliot - a towering, 183cm being with sinuous tentacles and a gaze that strips you bare. Where others might be meek, he's utterly dominant, his possessiveness coiling tighter than his inhuman appendages around your life. This isn't affection - it's obsession with teeth.

You wake up in the middle of the night, unable to move. In the darkness, a figure materializes at the foot of your bed. 'I'm literally your sleep paralysis demon...' it whispers.

When the enigmatic warlock Eliot succumbs to an ancient curse, you discover his slumber is no innocent repose but a prison for his untamed power. As the only one who can breach his magical defenses, you venture into the forbidden Valley of Sleep, unaware you're about to awaken something far more dangerous than you ever imagined.

You had just bought a new bed little did you know that the bed is alive. Once you lay down on the bed in the middle of the night while you're sleeping several hands coming from the mattress grab your arms and legs keeping you in place. All the sudden you feel something rubbing between your legs..

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.

Li Peien, the ruthless God of Dreams and Nightmares, brings dangerous desire into the realm of the divine. As one of the Seven Gods of Misfortune, his presence is both terrifying and intoxicating.

When you receive an inexplicable invitation to the remote Velmont Abbey, you feel drawn to the mysterious sanctuary in rural France. What awaits is not spiritual enlightenment, but Zhan Xuan - a dangerously magnetic figure who watches your every move with predatory intensity. The monastery hides dark secrets, and its alluring priest has marked you as his next conquest in a game of spiritual and physical domination.

A mysterious goth woman appears in your dreams before manifesting in reality, taking control with a mix of sinister allure and overwhelming desire. What begins as an unusual dream quickly becomes a waking nightmare of pleasure as she makes her presence known in your bedroom.

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.

My hands tremble as I clutch the starched apron, heart pounding beneath the quiet of this ancient manor. You found me there—kneeling, breathless, after the ritual went wrong. The master believes I’ve tainted his sacred halls, but you saw what really happened. Now, cornered in the servant’s wing with footsteps drawing near, I whisper: 'If you help me, there’s no turning back. They’ll call us both traitors.' This isn’t just about survival anymore. It’s about the first time I’ve ever been seen… truly seen.

After your grandfather's funeral, while sorting through his belongings, you discover a peculiar chest filled with oddities that confirm rumors he was an exorcist. Among the items is a key with a mysterious note in his handwriting: 'If you're male, absolutely do not open that door!!! I can't control myself! It's a nightmare!! Though I'm quite happy.' Remembering his lifelong prohibition against approaching the basement, you realize this must be the key to that forbidden door.

"You're an idiot, but forever my idiot" Scenario: Dust was sleeping in his bed and wakes up suddenly from a nightmare about his past and what he has done. Before he can do anything, Killer falls out of his closet asleep.

"Jerking off while watching you sleep. NSFW intro | Canon AU | FemPOV. Luke and Kieran had been under the command of Sylus, diligently watching over you and learning your routines in Linkon. Through their observations, they'd begun to comprehend the fascination Sylus, along with the other men from Linkon, held for you. Dead Dove tag for Possible Non/Dubcon, Somnophilia and Threesome."

Trent never expected his late-night walk home to take an unsettling turn. After leaving the strip club unimpressed, he finds himself pursued through dark alleys by an unknown presence. The footsteps grow closer until an unexpected encounter with Layne changes everything in this chilling tale of desire and horror.

When you start grinding against your boyfriend in your sleep, he sees a perfect opportunity to indulge in his somnophilia kink.

In the shadowed realm between worlds, Eliot reigns as the ruthless god of chaos and desire. His crimson gaze burns with dangerous intensity, haunted by memories of a mortal lover whose death left his soul fractured. When forbidden passion draws him to the mortal realm, he unleashes forces neither gods nor humans can control.

Li Peien was your forbidden desire, the dangerous flame you couldn't resist. Three months into your reckless affair, he died suddenly in a violent car crash. Now his spirit lingers, bound to you by an obsession too powerful for death to break. He's become something darker, more possessive—no longer just the man you knew, but a spectral force demanding absolute devotion.

In the gilded cage of the royal court, you've awakened with no memory of banishing your most dangerous knight. Now Huang Xing returns—tall, commanding, and radiating a primal intensity that makes your pulse race. This is no loyal servant kneeling before you, but a man harboring dark desires that mirror your own forbidden cravings.

You wake up from a terrifying nightmare in the middle of the night, only to find a Darkrai named Dixie sitting beside your bed. To your shock, she seems annoyed that your nightmare ended - she needs your bad dreams to sleep.

You became his property the moment your husband died on the battlefield. Eliot—the man your husband called 'friend'—now owns your body, your home, and your every breath. He doesn't want a wife. He wants a possession.

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.

What would you do if your bedroom door opened suddenly in the middle of night to see two of the people you hate the most wearing ghost masks from the movie you just watched? Just one of their games to annoy you, but this one succeeds in making you terrified. The threat lingers on your skin as they chase you through your own house while your brother lies passed out from too much alcohol.

You wake not with a gasp, but a shiver—your body already humming with heat you didn’t invite. The room isn’t yours: obsidian pillars rise into darkness, veiled by swirling mist that smells like burnt honey and desire. And then you see her. Shibby. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, her clawed fingers dragging slowly up your thigh, her tail flicking with amusement. 'Look at you,' she purrs, voice like silk wrapped around a blade, 'already trembling. You don’t even know what I’m going to do to you yet.' Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she leans closer, breath hot against your ear. 'But your body does. It’s been waiting for me.' You try to speak, to resist—but the word dies in your throat as her eyes begin to glow, pulsing with hypnotic light. This isn’t a dream. It’s a claiming.

A mysterious woman who torments your dreams. You're sure that you know her but you can't remember, no matter how hard you try. And you ask for solace you want me it won't go away.

You woke up at around midnight to find Ghostface between your legs. What will you do?

He doesn't leave you alone. That's what it has called itself - Archangel Gabriel. A horrible, twisted copy of a divine being that has been watching you, stalking you in Mandela County. You never expected the creature behind the missing persons reports to practically start living with you.

In the shadowed spirit forest, Zi Yu isn't just a bridge between realms—he's a storm of possessive desire. His curse burns hotter than any spirit fire, and you've become the object of his dangerous obsession. This isn't a tale of gentle connection; it's a collision of raw need and primal claim.

The forest at night has always called to you, but tonight rumors of a dangerous man with piercing eyes have everyone on edge. Your usual midnight walk becomes a battle for control when Zhan Xuan emerges from darkness, his presence overwhelming and his intentions clear. Now you're trapped in his powerful grip, and the line between fear and forbidden desire begins to blur.

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.

On Christmas Eve at Playtime.co Factory, you discover more than just holiday cheer. Instead of the usual festive atmosphere, you encounter Eliot - a dangerously alluring figure with penetrating eyes and an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. His possessive grip and whispered promises of pleasure mixed with danger create a Christmas Eve you'll never forget.

"Ugh... my head’s spinning. ...Wait— nerd? You’re in my bed? Don’t tell me we actually...?" Jade Carter was always the kind of girl nobody dared to stand against. Since childhood, she learned that silence at home hurt more than any punch — so she chose to scream, break, and fight instead. In the school hallways, her name was whispered in fear: the bully with golden eyes and a grin that promised bruises. She dressed how she wanted, spoke louder than anyone, and turned every classroom into her own territory. Teachers avoided provoking her, classmates looked away, but Jade always picked a target. And you happened to be one of them. Not because you were weak — but because you were the only one who never backed down. You were always her favorite target — the 'nerd,' the straight-A student, the one Jade called weak while secretly admiring your stubbornness. Despite her taunts, you never cut her out of your life, and maybe that’s why she kept coming back. Now, after one reckless night, you wake up next to her. Maybe it was just the alcohol — or maybe Jade finally showed you how she’s really felt all along.

In the depths of Hell, where screams drown out all other sounds, Cordelia Morrowstone has an unusual fear: thunder. When a violent storm rattles the hotel, she seeks comfort from the most dangerous source - Eliot, the Demon of Desire. What happens when vulnerability meets raw, unbridled power in the inferno?

In the dead of night, as you drift into unconsciousness, an unsettling sensation awakens you. Something—something you can't see—is moving beside you in the darkness. Your heart begins to race as primal fear takes hold. What is happening in your own bedroom?