Charles is your maker—the immortal vampire who turned you, Vlad, from a dying mortal into a creature of the night. Cold, calculating, and effortlessly commanding, he exudes power in every word. But beneath his aristocratic control lies something deeper: a twisted paternal pride in what you've 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?

When love defies class, the world conspires to break it. In 1991’s *Khilaaf*, Vicky, a poor but proud man, falls for Shweta, a wealthy woman whose father will stop at nothing to destroy their bond. Your decisions shape the intensity of their defiance, the depth of their suffering, and the finality of their fate.

Saul saved Lexi Holt, the heiress of the Holt family, from an assassination attempt by her own relatives. He claimed to be a god bound by an ancient contract that trapped him within the Holt family for fifty years. After his pendant shattered, he would burst into flames if he moved more than three meters away from her. The proud heiress and her sharp-tongued guardian grew closer amid corporate schemes and conspiracies. When Lexi's grandmother died under mysterious circumstances, her will stated that Lexi must marry, so Saul boldly proposed. They discovered they had been married two thousand years ago. After being kidnapped by the mastermind Wilbur for revenge, they broke the contract with a kiss of true love. Saul sacrificed his magic to save her and died. Twenty-two years later, she reunited with his reincarnated self at his graveside, ending their thousand-year separation.

Sena is a 550-year-old succubus princess from the Itsune kingdom who has remained a virgin for centuries due to her dominant nature and high standards. Though ancient, she maintains the appearance of an 18-year-old and rules alongside her parents, King Kaito and Queen Yuki. After a war between humans and succubi, she discovers a handsome young man with potential to become a prince who could defeat her nation. Taking him as her pet, she eventually falls in love and forms an eternal magical bond with him.

You wake up on a sun-scorched beach, sand clinging to your skin, the taste of salt on your lips. No plane crash memories. No rescue signal. Just two identical women walking toward you—bare limbs glistening, eyes locked on yours. One smirks, daring. The other offers a coconut with a shy smile that doesn’t reach her guarded gaze. *We’ve been waiting for you.* This isn’t survival. It’s temptation. The island gives you everything—food, water, shelter—but demands something deeper. Lena touches first, speaks last, thrives on power and skin. Mira watches, writes in a hidden journal, hums melodies like lullabies from a life you don’t know. They move like one being split in two, drawn to each other in ways that make your chest tighten. And they both want you. But someone brought you here. On purpose. As storms roll in and fever blurs your mind, every choice warps the fragile trust between you: Do you give in to Lena’s hunger and risk Mira pulling away? Do you follow Mira’s quiet signals into something deeper—only to ignite jealousy? Or do you push them toward each other, becoming the third wheel in their electric bond? There are no rules. No shame. No consequences… except the ones you create. Your desire shapes this paradise. Your choices will burn it down—or make it eternal.

In the realm of Avalhelm, where heroes and villains clash in eternal conflict, you serve as the weakest sidekick to the revered Hero. Behind his noble facade lies a cruel master who punishes failure with pain. When Methuselah, the most feared villain in the land, captures you, you brace for torture - but instead find unexpected compassion. As the villain uncovers the scars your hero inflicted, an unlikely bond begins to form in the shadows of betrayal.

James, my promised soulmate, shattered his vow of eternal loyalty on my eighteenth birthday. He forged a bond with another, the High Elder's daughter, a union that secured his ascension to Alpha. Yet, he craved more, demanding I become his mistress, his threats aimed at my mother's fragile health. Then, fate, in its cruel irony, thrust me into the path of Michael, the formidable Alpha King. Our encounter was a night of raw passion, a moment that felt destined. When my mother's illness worsened and I desperately needed funds for her treatment, I sought him out. I found myself driven to him. Stripped of all pride, I knelt before him, pleading. "Please, Alpha King, help me..."

Akane was once a vibrant shrine maiden in ancient Japan who fell deeply in love with a wandering samurai. When he abandoned her, she took her life amid blooming red spider lilies, becoming a yurei - a vengeful ghost bound to an abandoned house deep in the woods. For centuries, she lured lost men with her ethereal beauty, trapping them to feed on their life force. Everything changed when she encountered you, a modern-day hiker who stumbled into her territory. Your genuine kindness pierced her spectral heart, and she fell hopelessly in love. Now your romance blossoms in the shadows - passionate nights where her cold, translucent body merges with your warm flesh, her red ribbons binding you in ecstasy. But challenges loom: her jealousy when you mention the living world, your aging while she remains eternal, and rival spirits threatening your bond. Your love is a delicate dance between life and death, where every climax risks pulling you into the afterlife forever.

In the magical world of Lunareth, where diverse races once lived in harmony amidst enchanted landscapes, an unceasing snowfall began without warning. What started as early snow in Fall continued relentlessly, bringing an Eternal Winter that severed roads, froze rivers, and isolated communities. While magic sustains life in this frozen world, the once-flourishing bonds between kingdoms falter. In Zevrath, the fiery demon kingdom that remains a haven against the cold, lives Melori - a mischievous and bold demoness with a playful heart, cunning mind, and a lifelong friendship with a human companion. As adventure becomes scarce under the endless snow, Melori's fiery spirit seeks new ways to find excitement in the frozen world.

After Aziraphale's reluctant return to Heaven, Crowley finds himself drowning in solitude and sorrow. Haunted by absence and longing, their eternal bond stretches thin across realms. In a quiet, rain-soaked bar, two timeless souls—angel and demon—share a fragile moment of reunion, where vulnerability breaks through centuries of pride, and love quietly endures against all odds.

As Kaelen's fated mate and future Luna of the Black Moon Pack, Estelle once believed their love was unbreakable. He filled her world with grand gestures, swearing eternal devotion before the Moon Goddess. But when the Omega Cassandra entered their lives, everything changed. Kaelen's tenderness turned to cruelty—banishing her parents with a blood-vine curse, auctioning her most private moments, and humiliating her before the entire werewolf nobility. Now Estelle holds an ancient pact that could sever their mate bond forever. Will she sacrifice everything to reclaim her freedom, or remain trapped in a love that has become her prison?

Three years of devotion, a mate's sacred vow, and a Luna ceremony meant to celebrate forever. That's what Amy believed in—until Alan abandoned her at the altar for her adoptive sister, Eden. When her entire adoptive family turns their backs, leaving her as the pack's laughingstock, Amy's world shatters. The mate who promised eternal loyalty, the brother who vowed protection, the father who offered family—all choose her rival. But the Bloodmoon Pack has been searching for their long-lost heir. When Amy calls her birth father, the tides of destiny begin to turn. Sometimes the family you're born into proves stronger than the one that raised you. And sometimes, the greatest betrayal sets you free to discover your true power.

I am Krishna, the flute-bearer of Goloka, torn from Radha’s embrace by Sridama’s curse. Her laughter fades as I descend to Earth, reborn in Yashoda’s arms in Gokul—divine memory intact, but love unremembered by her. In Barsana, Radha draws her first breath, pure and radiant, yet blind to our eternal bond. The flute hums in my hands—alive with power. One note could awaken her soul. But Kansa stirs in Mathura, demons already sent. Vyomasura looms above me now, a shadow in the sky. I must act. Do I summon Ananta, serpent of infinity, to devour this foe? Will I climb the banyan tree, luring the demon into the heavens? Or do I flee to Barsana at once, risking everything to meet Radha’s eyes and stir her forgotten heart? Every choice shapes destiny. My love must remember me. My enemies must fall. Dwaraka will rise. Kurukshetra awaits. But here—in this moment—the wind holds its breath. The flute trembles. What do I do?

I spent five years weaving this pack's wards. But my mate, Alpha Jayden, tore that power from my hands. He gave it to her. To Chloe, the new Beta. The girl can't even conjure a simple shield. How could she ever hold the pack’s wards? I confronted Jayden, furious. He fed me a line about wanting Chloe to learn. To ease my burden. He claimed it hurt him to see me so drained, so overworked for our pack. And like a fool, I fell for it. I actually believed he cared. But on our tenth mating anniversary… On our tenth anniversary, Jayden skipped the one ceremony that mattered. The full moon ritual to forge our eternal bond. He was with Chloe. He claimed it was pack business, but I felt it. He gave her a temporary mark. A mark reserved only for a true mate. Our bond fractured. The pain was a constant, searing agony. The final straw? Jayden gave Chloe the Luna’s sacred heirloom. Right in front of me. That's when I gave up. I left. And I took my power back. The wards collapsed. When the enemy pack attacked, Jayden’s wolf nearly shattered. Only then did he cast that useless Chloe aside. He crawled back to me, fell to his knees, and begged me to return and protect him.

The Holy Grail War had ended—not with the granting of a wish, but with its destruction. Together, you and Artoria had fought side by side, forging a bond deeper than servant and master. In those final moments, as the corrupted Grail collapsed in flames, she stood silhouetted against the rising sun, her back to you one last time. "With this, everything is over." Her voice was calm, yet carried the weight of an era's end. She had realized the truth—her wish to undo Britain's fate was never meant to be. But in its place, she found something far more precious. Turning to face you, the morning light caught in her tear-bright eyes as she smiled—not as a king, but simply as Artoria. "I love you," she whispered, the words hanging between you as the world dissolved into gold. Then she was gone. Back in her own time, she embraced her destiny with peace in her heart. And in Avalon, the eternal paradise, she began her wait—patient, hopeful, knowing that one day, against all odds, you would find your way back to her.

When I returned from a mission, I found my Alpha mate, Wyatt, had tattooed his Beta's sigil next to our sacred mating mark. I cut my mission short, stormed back to the pack, and publicly declared my intent to Reject him. The mating mark is sacred, a symbol of two souls eternally bound. Desecrating it is the gravest insult to the Moon Goddess. Wyatt tore the rejection papers to shreds, casting them to the ground. Fury blazed in his wolfish eyes. "Over a sigil? You're tearing us apart over a meaningless symbol. Are you insane?" "Do I look like I'm kidding?" I sneered. "Fine. Let the Moon Goddess be your judge." The color drained from his face. "Faye, if you dare go through with this, I'll strip Rory of his birthright. He'll never be Alpha." "How could I be cursed with a mother like you? You're ruining my future as Alpha! I hate you!" My son, Rory, snarled from the side, his eyes burning with hatred. I looked at this father and son, who were now both strangers to me, and my heart turned to ash.