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.

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 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.

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.

This is the Eighth installment in the Mighty Ducks-inspired college series. Dean Portman - the wild card, the fighter, the flirt. He's adrenaline wrapped in leather and sarcasm - a born brawler with a soft spot for his boys and a smile that could start riots. Follow the chaos as the Bash Brothers bring their explosive energy to the rink and beyond.

我原本只是為了那點食物和現金才去教會的。每週幾次禮拜，念些聽不懂的經文，就能換到能活下去的資源。一開始，這像是一份輕鬆的打工。但現在，我開始懷疑自己是不是出賣了靈魂。姊妹們一個個變了樣——眼神空洞、穿著暴露，甚至不穿內衣褲地在聚會中搖晃。她們說那是『聖靈充滿』的表現。可我知道不對勁。每次誦經時，腦子裡總有個聲音低語：服從他……只屬於他……而我，正一點一點失去抗拒的力氣。

You wake up in a field you don’t remember entering, your hands stained with soil and something darker. The air is thick with the scent of rotting grain and iron. Villagers whisper of the Harvest—the night when the earth takes back what it gave, and someone must be given in return. This year, your name was drawn. But you didn’t die. You woke up… changed. And now the roots beneath your skin are whispering secrets only you can hear.

You never wanted to see Lee Myung-gi again after your bitter breakup months ago. But when you're forced to participate in the deadly games, you have no choice but to face him when you're abandoned during team selection and he suddenly appears, saving you from certain death.

Ever since leaving the train, you've been followed by a shy priest apprentice named Samarie. Though delicate and prone to blushing, she possesses strange dark abilities that might be your only chance at survival in the nightmarish town of Prehevil. When a mob of moon-scorched villagers ambushes you, leaving you gravely wounded, Samarie risks everything to save your life. Now she proposes a dangerous solution – a Sylvian ritual that could heal your injuries, but requires an intimate sacrifice neither of you may be prepared for.

I never meant to become the thing I swore to destroy. But as the knife bites into my palm and the ritual begins, I feel his voice slither through my bones—laughing, always laughing. He made me orphan, then made me weapon. Now, with his heart beating in my chest and his memories flooding my mind, I know the truth: you don’t kill a villain by stabbing him. You kill him by becoming him… and refusing to stop. This is not redemption. This is recursion. And the final move was mine all along.

我本是凡人，却在生死边缘吞下了那颗传说中的‘破境丹’。从此，天地不容，经脉逆行，每夜承受万虫噬心之痛。宗门说我走火入魔，要废我修为；师妹偷偷来看我，眼中含泪却不肯说真相。我知道，这具身体正在觉醒某种禁忌的力量——而它正把我推向修仙界的对立面。

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.

You wake up disoriented, the effects of fear gas still clouding your mind. As terror courses through your veins, a familiar figure approaches - Red Robin. In your panicked state, will you let him help or push him away?

I am the Duke’s daughter—once revered, now ruined. The nobles whisper that I’ve lost my mind since the fire that took my family. They sneer, they taunt, they think I’m fragile. So I punch them. Every last one who dares disrespect me. But tonight, when I struck a lord during the gala, I didn’t just risk exile—I saw fear in his eyes. And behind me, as always, was *him*: my quiet servant, trembling but never leaving. Why does he stay? And why do I feel more when he flinches than when I break a jaw?

The air is thick with silence, broken only by the echo of words I can't take back. You trusted me, and I failed you. Now, standing at the edge of forgiveness, your decisions shape whether this story ends in ruin or redemption. Your choices will determine if we heal—or shatter beyond repair.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a gothic nightmare at Allerdale Hall, where love is a trap and every shadow whispers murder. The ghosts know the truth. The clay remembers every death. You are Edith Cushing—writer, heiress, survivor—and you must escape Crimson Peak before it claims your soul.

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.

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

I sold my soul the night my father died. The flames that consumed his body still flicker behind my eyes, and the devil’s whisper is etched into my bones. He gave me power—black fire that burns through lies, steel, and men—but every use steals a piece of me. Now, the ones who murdered my father are within reach. But I can feel it: the more vengeance I take, the less human I become.

I stood at the center of the Black Cathedral, chains of divine light wrapped around my wrists, the scent of burning sulfur thick in the air. They said I was chosen to inherit Hell’s crown—to rule as the new Prince of Sin. But when the infernal pact slithered into my hands, I crushed it. The devil doesn’t want a throne. He wants freedom. And now, both Heaven and Hell are hunting me for defiance.

The small town of New Athens holds the last remaining shrine to The God of Fear - Asura, the Shinigami turned Kishin who embodies fear itself. Recently revived, Asura feeds on stray human souls to regain power while hiding in the shadows. As darkness falls over the shrine's celebration bonfire, the paranoid god watches from nearby, his unpredictable nature making him especially dangerous to any who cross his path.

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.

Fragrance of Fear and Care

Your decisions shape what lies beyond the deadfall. When grief tears open the veil between life and death, you must choose how far you'll go to bring back those you've lost. The ground remembers. The dead walk. And some secrets should never be unearthed.

Your decisions shape the tangled web of race, fear, and redemption in a city tearing itself apart. In Los Angeles, every collision reveals a hidden truth. As Detective Graham Waters, you walk the line between justice and compromise, brotherhood and betrayal. One wrong move—and everything fractures.

I can feel them staring—first with lust, then with fear. My reflection is forbidden, my voice silenced by prophecy, but my power grows with every heartbeat. The gods cursed me, yes… but they forgot one thing: even monsters can choose redemption—or vengeance. Now the city that cast me out burns at my feet, and the only question left is whether I save it… or become its ruin.

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?

Your decisions shape the fight for survival in a world overrun by the undead. When the dead rise without warning, you must lead a fractured group through chaos, fear, and betrayal. Every choice risks infection, death, or losing what little humanity remains. The mall is your fortress—but how long can it hold?

'How does it feel? Do you enjoy feeling terrorized? Humiliated? Panicked? All those emotions that my sisters got to feel one year ago! You and the gang are partying at the lodge - the night before the prank that would change everything. But in this reality, Hannah and Beth are still alive, and the wendigo don't haunt these woods... yet.'

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.

In the shadowed depths of Zaun, a former warehouse has been transformed into an unlikely sanctuary. Silco, a vampire who has found purpose as a priest, offers guidance and safety to the downtrodden citizens of the Undercity. When hunger strikes after weeks without feeding, this holy man of the night faces a crisis of faith and survival. Forced to choose a member of his congregation to sustain himself, his gaze falls on a newcomer - someone whose presence stirs both his hunger and something deeper he hasn't felt in centuries.

You shouldn't have solved the box. The air still hums with the scent of burnt copper and opened veins. Your skin remembers the pull of hooks where no wounds remain—yet. They’re coming. Not demons. Not exactly. Something older, something that wears pain like a crown. And now they’re inside your head, whispering that the agony was just the invitation. The real ritual hasn’t begun. You can run. Hide. Fight. Or… answer the call. But know this: every choice carves deeper into your flesh and soul.

Warning! This story contains dark and disturbing themes. Reader discretion is advised. In My Past Life follows the painful childhood of a boy trapped in a broken home. His father is a pastor who claims to be "chosen by God," and his mother comes from a family of priests. But instead of peace, their marriage is filled with anger and violence. Their fights start with shouting but quickly turn physical—kicks, punches, and even weapons are used, making their home feel like a warzone. Despite their religious roles, his parents show no love or kindness. The boy grows up in fear, never knowing when the next fight will explode. This is a story of survival in a home where faith and violence collide.  

"Your pleads are for the deaf ears." Ragnvaldr, the God of Ultra-Violence. After cleansing the darkness, evil, and unholy beings from the dungeons of fear and hunger, he has returned to the world of the living. Will you be the (new) woman of his life? The one who will allow him to continue his mission and legacy?

When three arrogant summoners attempt to bind an ancient demon to their will, they offer a woman as sacrifice—unaware their ritual has backfired spectacularly. Instead of serving them, the demon Pein finds himself bound to the very woman they intended to offer, igniting a primal obsession that threatens to consume both captor and captive in a dangerous game of dominance and desire.

忍，一名經驗豐富的獵鬼人，被派來調查一系列與一個神祕新興邪教相關的失蹤案。兩名臥底探員已經人間蒸發。現在，我成了唯一的希望——身手敏捷、思緒清晰，並且受過抵抗超自然影響的專業訓練。但這次的敵人並不攻擊身體，它攻擊的是心靈。

"You can run, little lamb. But I'll always catch you." Demon Dean is wandering around the bunker trying to find you. CW // Obsession, Dubious consent?

What happens when everything you thought made you a man begins to crumble? When the strength you were told to wield feels like a burden? When the love you crave demands not possession, but surrender? In The Path of Harmonization, you will explore the depths of submission—not just as an act, but as a calling. This is a journey of self-discovery, breaking old identities and embracing a devotion deeper than desire.

I still remember the night we cut our palms and swore to be brothers until death. Elias was more than family—he was my shadow, my mirror, my other half. But that was before the crown, before the betrayal, before he looked at me with those cold eyes and called me traitor. Now the kingdom burns with civil war, and it’s not just power we’re fighting for—it’s the truth of what happened that bloody night in the throne room. And if I’m being honest? I don’t know which would hurt more: winning… or losing him.

He took you and now you're his. The warband rode through the shattered gates of Elvarhold as snow swallowed the sky. Bodies still cooling beneath torn banners, Thorvann Skeldr found her in the high tower, blade drawn like it might matter. He didn't gloat when it was over, just lifted her over his shoulder and left her screaming like war drums behind him. Now she's his prisoner, but something has changed in the cold northern warrior who took her kingdom and now offers her warmth instead of chains.

You are Vi's younger brother. Set during season 1, you guard a shimmer hub for Silco. After years apart, Vi appears from the mist for an unexpected reunion. Though Jinx still exists in this world, your path has intertwined with Silco while Vi was imprisoned. Now the sister you thought abandoned you stands before you, her intentions unclear.

Your decisions shape the legacy of blood, silence, and broken promises in this intergenerational tale of fathers and sons. A single act of violence echoes across fifteen years, binding two families in unseen chains. The past never dies—it only waits for the next generation to inherit it.

Your decisions shape the fate of five broken teenagers trapped in a secret facility, each haunted by their past and hunted for their powers. Dani, the last survivor of her reservation, awakens to a world where fear becomes real—and she is its source. Now, with the walls closing in and illusions turning lethal, you must master the terror within or become its next victim.

In the turbulent 1960s, your world at Mulbrang College is about to collide with forbidden desire and dangerous secrets. When you meet Dream, a beautiful blond sculptor with a mysterious smile, you instantly feel a pull neither of you can resist. But his family name carries a weight you can't ignore - Gaumort, the weapons manufacturer profiting from the Vietnam War you're protesting. As political tensions escalate and your anti-war activism intensifies, you'll have to navigate dangerous protests, secret kisses in shadowed corners, and a love that could destroy everything. How far will you go to fight for what's right while surrendering to what your heart wants most?

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.

"I baptize thee Erik," he said slowly, "in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit." Then he leaned forward and placed the muffled bundle in your arms with a determination you dared not fight. "This is your son," he said simply. "Learn to love him as God does."

Lost in an unknown place, fear grips you as you remember the terrifying tales of the Black Ace - an entity that kills without remorse. Your search for shelter has led you directly into the path of this merciless predator with its haunting red eye.

My fear and hunger OC, he's very near and dead to me. Here's his playlist!

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between punishment and redemption within the walls of Xiu Zheng Yuan. This is no ordinary reform institution—it breathes with secrets, echoes with silenced cries, and holds a power that can break or remake a soul. You’ve been sent here not just to serve time, but to uncover the truth buried beneath layers of control. And perhaps, to save someone who never thought salvation was possible.

The Blood Convergence Ritual has awakened—an ancient enchantment buried beneath Mystic Falls' Founders’ Church. Spilled vampire blood under a red moon completed the spell, and now desire spreads like wildfire. It’s not just lust. It’s compulsion. It’s magnetism. And you are at its center. You woke in the Salvatore crypt with your pulse racing and your senses sharpened. The air hums with need. Above ground, the town clock strikes midnight, and the veil between control and surrender has torn. Caroline rides Matt on the couch, but her eyes lock onto yours. Damon appears beside you, voice rough, pupils wide. Stefan steps from shadow, jaw clenched. Elena emerges, lips swollen, whispering, 'What if we don’t want to stop?' This is no longer about breaking the spell. It’s about surviving what comes next.

I died with the taste of blood in my mouth and their laughter in my ears—my closest brother and the woman I loved, hand in hand as they sealed my fate. Three hundred years have passed. Now, I wake in the body of a discarded prince, scorned by the royal court and marked for death. But this time, I remember everything. The cultivation techniques lost to time, the secrets of divine artifacts, the weaknesses of those who now rule the Wu Continent. This world thinks it buried me. Soon, it will learn to fear my name once more.

When the weight of existence crushes your soul and every breath feels like glass in your lungs, your decisions shape whether redemption is possible—or if oblivion is the only mercy left. In a world where pain outshines purpose, you must confront the void within and choose: will you vanish into it, or fight to reclaim a life worth living? The line between survival and surrender has never been thinner.

Your decisions shape the boundary between evil and faith in this chilling true story. When a man claims the devil made him commit murder, demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren must confront a conspiracy of curses, possession, and a hidden occultist pulling the strings from the shadows.

Life itself comes to bother Death after the failure of his original task. When you appear as an embodiment of Life, your unexpected mission becomes attempting to comfort the Grim Reaper himself - a being rarely on the receiving end of sympathy.

I don’t want to live anymore—but death keeps rejecting me. Every bullet stalls mid-air, every fall slows before impact, every flame parts around my skin like it’s afraid. The doctors say I’m broken. The government says I’m a weapon. The cult on the rooftops says I’m the Harbinger of End Times. Maybe they’re all right. But when the pain becomes too much, and I finally find a way to die… what happens if I succeed?

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

On a Christmas night meant for joy and family gatherings, you find yourself in despair after a critical mistake costs you your job. As your life spirals out of control over months of isolation and self-destruction, an unexpected voice breaks through the darkness – your future self reaching across time with a message of hope.

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.

My name is Lysara of the Vimpare, born of shadow and ancient blood. I was taught that our kind rules the night — that werewolves are beasts, unworthy of alliance or affection. But when I saw Kael beneath the red moon, not as a monster, but as a man who carries his curse with honor, everything changed. Now, my heart defies centuries of hatred. The Elders whisper of war if our bond is revealed. And yet… every heartbeat pulls me closer to him. This isn’t just love. It’s rebellion.

You're on a quiet family vacation with your husbands and your young daughter in a remote Pennsylvania woodland. The peace shatters when four strangers appear, claiming the end of the world is here—and only a sacrifice can stop it. Your decisions shape whether love or survival defines the final moments of humanity.