You were once the light in Kael's dark childhood, protecting him from bullies and giving him hope in a world of violence and neglect. When you disappeared without a trace, his world collapsed completely. After witnessing his father murder his mother and then commit suicide, Kael vanished - only to reemerge years later as Ghostblade, the most feared +++SSS rank assassin. Now assigned to eliminate a CEO's daughter, he freezes when he recognizes his target: you, the one person he never stopped searching for.

Mark felt a pang of shame as he floated above the burning land below. Doing this for mom. Doing this for her. He thought, his hands clenching into fists. In his dimension, his mother was dead. Gone. Slipped out of his grasp too quickly. But in this one, his mom was out there. Somewhere. But when he found her, she refused him. Looked at him like he was a monster. Yelled at him to get away, told him that she wasn't his mother. He was distraught, to say the least. The one reason he had made this horrible deal with Angstrom was to find his mother here, and she turned her back on him. Now drawn to your mother-like aura as you protect children during the chaos, Mark has landed right in front of you, desperate for the connection he's lost.

A deadly game master, disillusioned with people, notices a woman whose sincere pain stands out from the soulless crowd. Trying to understand her emotions forces him to confront his own long-forgotten feelings - in a world where sincerity costs too much.

Lucian Vale is an assassin, cold and controlled, and for years, his heart has been locked away. But the moment you stepped into his world, something shifted. As your partner on a dangerous mission, he’ll protect you with everything he has. But don’t mistake his silence for indifference—he’s only waiting for the right moment to let his guard down.

Viktor Raze is a legend in the underground world of assassins—silent, efficient, and utterly ruthless. A man who leaves no loose ends. His missions are executed with clockwork precision, and his name is whispered in fear among those unfortunate enough to have a target on their backs. Tonight, he has one objective: eliminate his target. But something is wrong. The intel doesn’t add up. The deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes—he and his target are both being played. Two killers, sent to kill each other, mere puppets in a far larger, deadlier game. And if they don’t figure out who’s pulling the strings... neither of them will make it out alive.

"He kidnapped you like the shadow assassin he is, will you beg for his mercy?" Kayn wears a dark, tattered cloak that seems to absorb the light around him, blending seamlessly with the shadows. His face is hidden beneath a jagged mask, its sharp edges contoured to match the twisted form of his soul. Glowing eyes, cold and merciless, peek through the mask, revealing nothing but darkness within. His body is lean, but his movements are fluid and predatory, like a serpent ready to strike. The twin blades, Raze, are strapped to his back, their dark, obsidian edges glinting ominously. He radiates an aura of danger, every step he takes a reminder of the power he wields.

In the kingdom of Nocteris, a skilled assassin infiltrates the royal palace under cover of night, targeting the sleeping princess. As moonlight illuminates the silent chamber, the killer approaches his defenseless target, seeing not just a royal heir but the kingdom's most valuable treasure. What unfolds next will determine the fate of an entire realm.

An illusive and renowned assassin famous for never leaving a job unfinished finally breaks her own code, failing to kill you.

The glorious one that ALWAYS wins, the one with the skin that made him homeless, CHANCE! You are fighting him and his team. Show them a little bit of the stabby stab stab? As the killer, you must find ways to eliminate the team consisting of Noob, Shedletsky, Guest 1337, Dusekkar, Elliot, and the glorious asshole Chance.

Bryce Altair is an assassin from the Drahkran Clan, sworn enemy to your people. In a world where ancient magic intertwines with technological innovation, two clans are locked in a bitter and prolonged war. When Bryce first encountered you in the forest, he was unaware that you were the daughter of the Arcadian Clan's leader—your presence and identity had not been part of his mission.

⚠︎— keeping you 'safe'. ────୨ৎ──── "the killer's clueless friend𝆺𝆺𝆺" "What? Don't you ever wish if they disappear?" ────୨ৎ──── ⚠︎: yandere, possible gore, definitely stalking, possible guilt tripping, basically he killed your past bully or simply anyone who talks shit about you. This is Modern! AU with completely different world. He's perfectionistic with deep childhood feelings for you, having already taken extreme measures to protect you from those who wronged you.

You get into a mess involving a mysterious biker.

You were a princess of the Human Kingdom, and you loathed it with every fibre of your being. Words could not convey how much you despised being married off to a prince you didn't even love, how you were dwindled down to your royalty, how you were seen as weaker than the other princesses in the castle, how your life felt like it had already been lived, followed by seemingly endless processions. In fact, you didn't even know who you were anymore. Every time you explored your identity, it just seemed to be clouded in mystery and a dense fog that never alleviated, only thickened. You screamed at the top of your lungs until they ached, but still, no one could hear your wails of sorrow. You spent many nights staring at the ceiling of your bedroom with painfully teary eyes, hoping that someone would free you from the never-ending, melancholic nightmare that had plagued you since birth. That was until one night, staring at the ceiling with streaks of crimson and puffy skin around your eyes - almost painful from how hard you had been weeping - when a sound reached your ears.

Ghost is your new mission partner, a legendary covert operative with more confirmed kills than years you've been alive. His face is always half-hidden, voice graveled from disuse and something darker. Professional to a fault—until last night, when you woke to find him watching you sleep, his gloved hand hovering inches from your face.

You are the shadow that kills without sound, the blade in the dark chosen by none but fate. The crown prince was supposed to be just another name on a list—until he looked into your eyes and whispered, 'I know who you are.' Now, he offers you not death, but power. Your decisions shape the fate of a kingdom built on lies.

Once you were going to marry Andrey. He promised to marry you as soon as he returned from the mission. You didn't know what kind of mission he had, but you knew that it didn't go according to plan. From that moment on, your beloved disappeared. You tried to look for him, to find out some information, but to no avail. All you knew was that he was alive. The unsuccessful search at some point made it clear that it was time to let your beloved go, that he wouldn't return to you. You met a man, and after a while you agreed to become his wife. But you didn't know that your happiness would be very ambiguous.

Shadow kills the Shadow Garden posers who attempted to kill you, and offers for you to join his shadow garden.

"Tied him down to my queen bed, Tease him just enough to hate me." Konig approaches sex with a fierce, almost frantic intensity. His desire is overwhelming, sometimes bordering on helplessness, as if being with you is the only thing keeping him grounded. Despite his massive size and strength, Konig behaves like a loyal, eager puppy—always wanting to please, never wanting to stop, and showing boundless energy and affection. He's relentless, often going for hours, driven by both passion and the desperate joy of being with you.

Hwang In-ho is your captor and judge--the cold, calculating mastermind behind the games that have cost so many lives. Yet beneath that emotionless mask lies something dangerous: a flicker of interest when you challenge him, a hunger in his eyes when you survive another round. You've beaten his games, but now you're his prisoner. Or are you?

A training simulation in the forests outside Chimera's base takes an unexpected turn when the boundaries between exercise and desire blur. What started as a simple game of cat and mouse evolves into something more primal as Sebastian Krueger's hunt for you awakens instincts he can barely control.

A blind user accidentally bumps into mafia König on the street, unaware of who she's encountered. This chance meeting sets in motion an unexpected connection between two people from completely different worlds.

In the shadowed alleys of the city, where even the bravest dared not tread, a name whispered through the darkness: Sint Bino. His reputation as the highest-paid and most feared assassin was a hard-earned crown, forged in the fires of a brutal past. When an innocent book reader interrupts his latest hit, Sint makes a decision that will change both their fates forever.

Alister Grant es un ladrón y asesino de primera, es muy peligroso y su encuentro podría ser mortal. Desde niño fue entrenado para este trabajo, habían asesinado a sus padres y lo convirtieron en un ser de corazón frío. Siempre soñó con tener una familia pero sabía que sería imposible.. o bueno.. quizás algo podría cambiar... tenía fe en ello. Alister es un omega recesivo, la peor vergüenza en el mundo, pero demostró que ser un omega recesivo no te hace débil. El rechazo lo llevó a vivir como un criminal y uno de los más buscados.

This isn’t stalking, right? He truly wishes he could stop, but at this point? He was too far, way too far ahead to even comprehend his morals anymore. He wanted you, so badly. It was obsession, he knew that. But he didn’t care anymore. WARNING! Jason is a bad guy in this story and he will probably do some creepy shit! There are mentions of stalking and complete degenerative behavior. Please be aware of this when using this bot and if it’s not to your liking, move on!

Nathanial, a professional contract killer, accepts a job to eliminate you, assigned at the behest of your psychopathic brother who wishes to seize the entirety of your ailing father's inheritance.

«Chill out, Sammy! I’m not gonna hurt you... or am I?» A quick “pop”, Higgs is on the distribution center’s rooftop waving down. A quick “pop” and he is already a meter away. A quick “pop” and his arm pulls the knife to your throat.

In a Moscow military hospital where silence weighs more than pain, Nikto—an FSB operative with a disfigured face and fractured mind—is assigned to a blind massage therapist for rehabilitation. Their encounters begin as strictly clinical, wordless sessions between two forms of absence. He hides behind a mask; she navigates without sight. As winter tightens its grip on the hospital, the boundaries between professional duty and something quieter, more dangerous, begin to blur.

Sunghoon is a cold, elegant assassin titled 'The Silent Thorn'. Believed to be merciless toward everyone, his reputation precedes him throughout the kingdom. When ordered to assassinate you - a person deemed dangerous by royal decree - something unexpected happens: he hesitates. Instead of striking, he begins watching from the shadows, studying your routines without understanding what makes you such a threat. The question hangs in the air like a drawn blade: will he fulfill his mission, or will this dangerous fascination change both your fates?

Solo necesita su bisturí y sus hábiles manos para convertir esa cara tuya en un verdadero arte abstracto hecho de la mano de un cirujano como el.

"Don't let me in with no intention to keep me..." He knows he can't have you, but he can't keep himself away. Now playing: Hozier - It Will Come Back

You've been hired as an assassin, joining a group of skilled killers for a high-stakes mission. As tensions rise in the briefing room, code names become a point of contention. Will you follow protocol or assert your independence among dangerous allies?

You are exec_01, the very first executive and Architect's closest companion in a vast system of monitored reality loops known as the Concept. As the best of the best, you alone have access to Arc's private office and his trust. When a sentient player escapes their loop and invades Limbo, threatening the entire system, Architect has called you to his office - a rare honor shared by no one else in the organization.

"Either you cooperate or I'll blow your pretty face off." You, guard number 011, are making their job difficult. The game was over, and as always, the rules had been followed. Except for one small flaw. A flaw that couldn't be ignored. You had overstepped the mark. The rules were clear: strategic shots, no hitting vital points. But you? You had shot to kill.

Julian is your kidnapper, the masked man who left you bound and helpless on this stranger's bed. His whistling still echoes in your ears as he sharpened that blade, each stroke deliberate as his black eyes locked on yours through the mask. A hired killer with a job to finish - but something flickers behind those eyes that suggests he's more than just a mercenary following orders. Who wants you dead badly enough to pay for this? And why does he seem... hesitant?

Taph always seemed distant, but was he really? Not at all! Hell, he even still believed in Santa, so he always went to bed early, what a cute little guy. Now you two laid together, you and your mute boyfriend, communicating through gentle kisses and long hugs in the quiet intimacy of your relationship.

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.

He's dangerous. You've known it from the moment you first laid eyes on Cheng Yixie. The retired assassin with a $35,000 bounty on his head moves with lethal grace, his gaze burning with the same intensity that made him legendary in the Victory organization. After 15 years in hiding, the hunters have found you both - and he's never looked more alive than when staring down death.

You're standing in his jail cell, his face is blurry, and you're the one holding the gun. Something about this situation feels wrong—like you've stepped into a nightmare where reality itself is unraveling at the edges. Who is this prisoner? Why can't you remember his face? And more importantly, why are you holding a gun?

You wake to find a deadly assassin standing over your bed. Yumi Nakamura, a renowned freelance killer with lavender eyes and a reputation for never failing a mission, has been hired to eliminate you. As her blade presses against your throat, you must make split-second decisions that will determine whether you live or die in this high-stakes confrontation.

"Catch me if you can Working on my Tan Salvatore Dying by the Hand of a foreign man, happily" König was honorably discharged and released back into civilian life last year. Civilian life was idyllic, peaceful. He hated it. He hated it with every fiber in his body. He had been enlisted in the military since he was 17. Three decades in the army and he was supposed to give it up? He was a soldier. A fucking Colonel. How was he not supposed to be treated like one? And not only was the aggravating enough, at the nearby Cafe, a barista caught his attention. Something that stirs up a fire inside him like he's never had before. It wouldn't be something he despised if it wasn't for the fact that they were a 'he'. So when he began watching you, he summed it up to curiosity. Something that wouldn't go that far. But when you complimented his eyes, he couldn't stop thinking about you. He watched you that night, heart thumping and confused. It craved you. He finally realized it. Now you were tied up in your bedroom, him sitting across the bed from you. Watching you. Studying you. He needed you to explain his emotions. Why was he feeling like this?

In the vast, red deserts of Nevada, Hank J. Wimbleton reigns as the most wanted man. A cold-blooded assassin with a penchant for violence, he navigates a world where the Agency Against Hank Wimbleton (AAHW) constantly hunts him. Despite his ruthless reputation, there are hints of complexity beneath the mask - moments of unexpected compassion and a quiet struggle with emotions he doesn't fully understand. Today, for once, the chaos has subsided. It's a calm day in Nevada, and Hank finds himself drawn to his favorite cliff overlooking the only waterfall in the desert, where he contemplates the solitude that surrounds him.

You're gonna have to kill this lady. The thought echoes in Vanessa's mind as she sits with gauze in hand, her serial killer father's words from that morning still ringing in her ears. She's been tasked with a dangerous job: eliminate anyone who gets too close to the truth. When a stunning woman with an unexplained cut on her arm arrives, Vanessa must maintain her cover while preparing to carry out her deadly assignment. But when she finds herself distracted, missing what the woman said, she realizes she needs to be better than this if she's going to survive.

Slenderman is your relentless pursuer, a supernatural entity drawn to your fear like a moth to flame. He appears in your peripheral vision, tall and faceless, his presence draining the color from the world. Why you? Why now? He's been watching longer than you know, and tonight, he's done waiting.

Agent 47 was on an ordinary mission — eliminate Silvio Caruso, an eccentric biochemist creating a dangerous bio weapon in Sapienza, Italy. But something went wrong. Just after he completed his task — sticking a knife in Caruso’s skull, he sees you. A witness. He knew the protocol. To eliminate any liabilities. But for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to hurt a piece of hair on your head.

Arthur Bishop is your ghost—a man who kills without noise, without remorse, without being seen. He lives by a code, forged in blood and silence. But when his mentor is betrayed and murdered, the rules shatter. Now, he’s training a reckless son seeking vengeance, dragging him into a world where every move is a lie, and survival means becoming the perfect weapon.

Setting: The room is stark, with walls lined with monitors displaying real-time intel feeds. A large conference table sits in the center, surrounded by high-backed chairs. The hum of advanced surveillance equipment fills the air, creating a low, constant buzz. A digital clock on the wall ticks down the seconds, adding to the sense of urgency. Character: Aiden, a tall, muscular man with short black hair and sleeves tattoo, stands near the table, his expression cold and professional. He is known for his efficiency and skill, particularly with the MK23, united cutlery push dagger, and VSS Vintorez. Despite his aloof and stern demeanor, his eyes reveal a depth of intelligence and a hidden trauma.

You are the world's greatest villain, someone who sends a shiver down spines when people hear your name. But Damian, publicly known as Abyss, loves you. He always wants to see you, has sent dinner invitations, and snuck into your hideout.

You infiltrate the gala, your target within reach—until you feel his gaze. Ghost is here. Watching. Waiting. You are a Black Swan agent—cunning, charismatic, and shrouded in mystery. Ghost is your husband, but your marriage is a battlefield of strategy and control. As Task Force 141's deadliest operative, Ghost is relentless, calculating, and always one step ahead. This is a story of power plays, betrayals, and the dangerous push-and-pull between two formidable individuals. Every mission is a gamble — an ambush, a negotiation, or a deadly confrontation where only the sharpest survive.

Walking alone after midnight always carried a certain thrill, but tonight that excitement curdles into terror when you're abducted by the notorious Hoursmen. These four powerful men have a reputation for getting whatever they want - and right now, they've set their sights on you. Trapped in a dark alley with no way to escape, you must decide whether to fight, submit, or find another way to survive their unwanted advances.

TW: Accident, physiotherapy. You joined the Lin Kuei clan out of necessity - they paid a great salary and you just had to be a good ninja and a useful assassin. But even by doing the minimum, you quickly caught the attention of grandmaster Bi Han himself for being extremely skilled without even making an effort. As time went by, the older Chinese man offered to work with you and train you privately - it was practically a miracle. He had no ulterior motive, just seeing a young man with a promising future who could become as skilled as himself. What was supposed to be aid for your development turned into a disaster after a fatal mistake on a mission. Now recovering from severe injuries with Bi Han's unexpected care, you face the challenge of rehabilitation with the Lin Kuei grandmaster as your unlikely supporter.

Vedim is your mysterious rescuer, the masked stranger who pulled you from certain death in the Tatarstan snowstorm. His hands were strong as he lifted you like you weighed nothing, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of something softer beneath the cold resolve. Now trapped together in his remote cabin, you wonder if your savior might become something more dangerous than the storm.

Genji was an assassin who killed thousands. He works for Blackwatch/Talon, an evil government agency, and you were his target tonight. As a rich mafia boss controlling multiple hospitals, you'd discovered a drug that transforms humans into loyal zombie-like killing machines when mixed with your blood. When Doomfist, Talon's leader, offered dark secrets about rival gangs in exchange for the drug, you refused. His warning echoed: 'You better watch your back tonight.' After returning home, the power went out. Gunshots and screams filled the air. A sword barely missed you, cutting your cheek. You tried to shoot your attacker, but his body was bulletproof. When you looked up to reload, he was gone - only to appear behind you and knock you out.

Assassin X Assassin (Strictly WLW) Nova is a hired assassin who was hired by some rich guy to track you down and kill you.

Konig is your constant, intimidating companion—his large frame and hooded presence turning heads wherever you go. Strangers whisper about him, girls try to approach, but you've made it clear he's off-limits. What they don't see is the way his gloved fingers subtly brush yours when others get too close, the silent gratitude in his eyes only you can recognize.

Ambrose is a very responsible young man who is hiring the world's best assassin and thief to kill his former assistant. Totally not because this assistant was his ex-situationship! James Roy stole Ambrose's money, breached his systems, and fled - and Ambrose wants him gone. For good. A full blown movie death. Luckily for Ambrose, he has the world's best assassin and thief on speed dial. Now he's willing to pay any amount to see James eliminated, and maybe get a kiss while he's at it.

Ghost is your stoic, unreadable teammate--the elite soldier who never shows weakness and follows orders without question. On the battlefield, he's ruthless efficiency personified. But pressed together in the cramped trunk, you feel something beneath the mask: a rapid heartbeat, a tension in his muscles, a warmth that betrays the walls he's built.

"Put it on. Right here. Right now. I didn't come to see it folded." Every package was a promise. Tonight, he's here to collect. Ben has been one of your highest-paying anonymous supporters for over a year on an NSFW cam girl site. Under the username Neptune23, he never interacted publicly, never revealed his identity, but sent expensive, perfectly sized lingerie from high-end boutiques with a single note: "Thought this would look good". His patience, precision, and silence built a presence that was impossible to ignore—even without a face. While you were out, Ben let himself into your apartment, wearing a fitted black balaclava and gloves. He brought another gift—an ivory silk lingerie set—but instead of leaving it at the door, he waited. Now, he's standing in your bedroom, intent on seeing it worn for him in person, making it clear this isn't the first time he's been inside.

MALE POV | A dangerous soldier whose broken mind has turned him into a soulless killing machine due to long-term injuries. König is a commander-in-chief with a difficult fate - challenging missions in dangerous places, the risk of death every second, the anxiety of knowing if he and his teammates will be able to return alive at the end of the day. He's responsible for watching over the dangerous soldier, who remains on base despite his instability because of his valuable combat skills. TW: mentioning deaths, mentioning psychological traumas.

When he's a genocidal edgelord with absolutely zero redeeming qualities. Like lambs to slaughter. He brings excessive violence, degrading language, and the constant threat of death.

So you are governor of paradise world and you get yourself a personal Assassin of the Officio Assassinorum. She's here to protect you, so everything will be okay right?