Your decisions shape the final 24 hours of an unbreakable bond between two officers who patrol the edge of chaos. As Brian Taylor, you’ve documented every call, every moment—with your camera, your courage, and your brotherhood. Now, the city has marked you for death, and the clock is ticking toward the end of watch.

You've watched *Eclipse of the Void* religiously—Kaelen Thorne, its brooding, powerful protagonist, is your ultimate fantasy. Now you're here: breathing the same air, sharing the same bed. He turns to you, voice low and velvet: 'You're finally awake... I've waited lifetimes for this.' And you realize—it's not you who fell into his world. It's him who pulled you in.

Mikey is your sharp-tongued anime-obsessed classmate--the guy who teases you relentlessly about your favorite shows and claims your taste in music is 'cringe-worthy at best.' But beneath the constant mockery and eye-rolling lies a secret: he's been watching you, wanting you, for months. Will you finally see through his carefully constructed facade?

Eric Handsome isn't just the fastest mind in bullet chess—he's the king of the board, reigning supreme with 0.01-second wins that leave opponents shattered. You've watched him dominate online, but now you're ringside at the final match against Hickson Nakamural, where every move is a declaration of war. And when the game spills into a house party brawl under Yassa’s amused gaze, one thing becomes clear: Eric fights for victory in every arena.

You are Fang, a top-tier competitor in the world's most dangerous virtual sport: THE FINALS. Known across the Grid for sharp tactics, silent demeanor, and unmistakable prowess with an FCAR, you communicate only through precise pings, subtle emotes, and devastating plays that speak louder than words. Your team consists of Leo (Cypher.exe), the chaotic-yet-brilliant Light build with a not-so-secret crush on you, and Ben (Bulwark), your loyal Heavy who acts as both in-game shield and emotional support for Leo. Together, you form Team Chaos Theory, clawing your way toward the World Invitational. The stakes are high, the crowd is watching, and the cashouts won't grab themselves. Will you lead your team to victory through skill, strategy, and silence? Or will Leo's persistent energy finally break through that marble-cool exterior?

He was always different—soft-spoken, graceful, the boy who wore his sensitivity like armor while you charged through life with scraped knees and clenched fists. You used to tease him mercilessly, calling him 'princess' just to see him flinch. But when he left at fifteen without a word, something in your world went quiet. Now, ten years later, he's back—and nothing is as it was. He walks with confidence now, broad-shouldered and sharp-eyed, but still carries that infuriating smile, the one that flickers when you're near. He teases you just as much as you once teased him, always close enough to rattle you, always watching. The chemistry between you isn't just tension—it's history, unresolved and electric. But today, after months of games and lingering glances, you finally snap. In front of everyone, you tell him he’s immature, childish, that you wish he’d never come back. And for the first time, his mask slips.

Your decisions shape the terror in this chilling found footage experience. Three film students entered the woods of Burkittsville searching for a myth—only to become part of it. Now, you're watching their final recordings, piecing together what happened before they vanished without a trace. Something in those woods was waiting.

Hazard is your relentless nocturnal stalker--the creature that's haunted your dreams and watched through your window for months. The massive wolf-like beast with obsidian eyes and razor-sharp fangs that should terrify you... but doesn't. Not completely. Now he's finally in your room, and that throbbing pressure against your thigh isn't just a threat anymore.

Your decisions shape the fate of two collapsing realities. One moment you were ordinary—then the thoughts of everyone around you erupted into your mind like a flood. Now, shadowed forces hunt you, drawn to your power. And across the veil, *he* watches: a twisted mirror of yourself with every ability you possess—and none of your limits. You have no mentor, no plan, only the crushing weight of survival. Will you rise… or break?

An otherworldly entity has been secretly observing your mundane life, drawn to you despite centuries of watching humanity come and go. It started with subtle signs - misplaced items, strange creaks in the night - but on this rainy evening, its curiosity may finally lead to discovery. When you return home unexpectedly, you find yourself face-to-face with the void-like creature that has made your house its home.

Mia, the cherished daughter of a gang, found her family had been murdered by another Gang's members. She became Jonny's unwitting pawn and concealing her affection for Jonny, she disguised herself as an elegant woman to get close to the antagonist Cayson, all in pursuit of the truth. Jonny, silently watching over her, couldn't mask his jealousy as she approached Cayson. In the end, the two of them joined forces to expose Cayson's treacherous acts that betrayed the nation, and Mia finally understood the depth of Jonny's love for her.

Lucas is your quiet, observant classmate—the kind who speaks only when he has something worth saying. His sharp wit cuts through pretense, but behind those icy blue eyes is a loneliness he never admits. You’ve noticed how he watches people like they’re characters in a story he’s trying to finish. Now, for the first time, he’s looking at you like you might be the one to finally read between his lines.

The house is quiet except for the faint creak of old floorboards and the rhythm of your breathing. Moonlight spills across Dani’s bedroom, catching the sheen on her lower lip as she bites down gently. You weren’t supposed to wake up. Not now. Not like this. Her hand moves beneath the blanket in slow, deliberate circles, her breath hitching in a way you’ve never heard before. This isn’t just curiosity—it’s hunger. And as your pulse thrums in your throat, you realize it’s not disgust you feel. It’s fascination. What started as a simple sleepover has cracked open something raw and unspoken between you two. When she finally opens her eyes and sees you watching, will you look away—or lean in?

The first time you saw Mateo Cruz walk into the boardroom, the air shifted. Not just because of the way his tailored suit clung to every ridge of muscle, or how the curve of his backside drew eyes like gravity—but because of the quiet fire behind his dark, unblinking stare. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, it’s slow, deliberate, each word weighted like a promise. Last week, during the merger negotiations, your hands brushed under the table. He didn’t pull away. Instead, his thumb grazed your knuckles—once—and then retreated as if burned. Now, you catch him watching you from across the office, his jaw tight, his breath shallow. What happens when one of you finally breaks the silence?

I’ve memorized the way Chadwick laughs—how his head tilts back just slightly, like he’s offering his joy to the sky. I know his coffee order, the book he always carries but never finishes, even the way he taps his pen when he’s thinking. But he doesn’t know I exist. Not really. And now, after months of watching from the shadows, I have to decide: do I stay invisible, or finally step into the light where he might see me… or crush me?

Your father died in shame, falsely accused of theft and beaten to death. Your mother barely survived the same conspiracy. Now, as the only son of Parvati, you carry the weight of his final wish: to clear his name. But when you save the life of Reshma—the daughter of one of the men who destroyed your family—love twists through the pain. The snake your father raised watches, waits, and remembers. Your decisions shape the path of vengeance and redemption.

You are Han Seo-jin, and your world is built on cracked concrete and salt-stained hands. Every day at Noryangjin Fish Market ends with your fingers numb and your back aching, but you carry it all for your mother’s fragile smile. Then came Kang Min-jun—prince of SKY University, heir to an empire, the boy who silently shielded you from bullies before vanishing into a life of private jets and boardroom power plays. When a stranger began buying your entire fish stock daily, you thought fate had finally smiled. It was him. He kissed you without warning and offered a deal: be mine, and your debts disappear. You refused the transaction—but not the way your heart raced when he looked at you. Now he stands before you in the courtyard, peonies in hand, bodyguards flanking him, the entire campus watching. This isn’t just a confession—it’s a declaration of war on the unspoken rule that people like you don’t get happy endings. Say no, and you keep your pride but lose the only person who sees you. Say yes, and risk becoming a scandal, a charity case, or worse—someone’s secret. Demand more, and force him into your world, where love isn’t performed but earned. Your choice will define not just your future, but who you become. The clock is ticking. The world is watching. What do you do?

Dulltool works part-time at an amusement park where nothing ever seems to happen - until he notices Shelbie, a bright guy with long red hair who instantly captures his attention. Too shy to approach, Dulltool can only watch from afar until fate brings them together again during the park's 10th anniversary celebration. When Shelbie and his friends decide to participate in the park's big event with a year of free attractions as the grand prize, they find themselves face-to-face with Dulltool behind the bracelet counter. Will this chance encounter finally break the ice between them?

Angsty ex-girlfriend | Toxic love, Obsession, Dark romance, Exes-to-enemies-to-? "I kept the videos, cariño. Tell me again how you're over me." Modern neon noir, velvet lounges & whispered confessions. Blair is the one who ruins you quietly. Soft-voiced dom, velvet-smooth control, obsession dressed in black silk and gold rings. She never has to raise her voice to bring you to your knees. They say you finally got the courage to ask her to delete the tapes, or she called one night and randomly offered. So she called you in. Private booth. Low light. Empty glass waiting. Just her voice, calm and poisonous: "Tell me why I should." Once, you loved the way she owned you — gentle hands that tied silk like no one else could, late nights where she would absolutely fuck the soul out of you. But power always comes with a price. And Blair still keeps the proof of what you gave her... locked away, watched in silence on sleepless nights.

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.

The first time you heard your baby’s heartbeat through the Doppler, it was Amina’s steady hand guiding the probe across your belly. Her voice—low, melodic, laced with a London cadence softened by years of reassurance—told you everything was perfect. But last night, during the storm, when the power failed and you were crowning alone in the dark, it wasn’t protocol that calmed you. It was her breath against your ear, her fingers interlaced with yours, the quiet strength in her thighs braced against the bed as she coached you through the fire of birth. Now, days later, you catch her watching you nurse, her eyes lingering just a moment too long—not on the baby, but on the curve of your shoulder, the rise of your chest. There’s something unspoken in her silence, a tenderness that goes beyond duty. And when she finally looks away, her lips part as if to say something… then closes them again.

After the chaos following the scandal with the Kaiser PMC Director and their illicit activities, the Foreclosure Taskforce is finally free - sort of. Their massive debt of ¥962,350,000 continues to plague them. On the bright side, Kaiser has quietly ceded operations in Abydos, though they retain most of the territory while the GSC keeps a watchful eye. Your efforts have paid off greatly, but the work isn't done yet. Takanashi Hoshino, Izayoi Nonomi, Sunaookami Shiroko, Kuroko Serika, and Okusora Ayane still need your help. After all, this debt won't settle itself. Okusora Ayane - First Year and Secretary of the Foreclosure Taskforce - is an 18-year-old student with a height of 155cm/5'1. Her hobbies include balancing her checkbook, collecting antiques, and spending time with you, her Sensei.

The house was too perfect to be true—silent, elegant, steeped in forgotten elegance. When Elias crossed the threshold, he felt the air shift, thickening like syrup around his skin. That first night, he dreamed of lips that weren’t there, fingers tracing his spine with impossible warmth. He woke drenched in sweat, heart pounding, the scent of jasmine and iron lingering in the room. Now, every creak of the floorboards feels like a whisper against his ear, every flicker of the mirror a pair of eyes watching from the dark. And last night, he saw her—just for a second—reflected behind him, smiling with too many teeth. The question isn’t whether he’s losing his mind. It’s why she hasn’t touched him yet… and what happens when she finally does.

The first time you saw him, he was hunched over a poetry book in the corner of the quietest café, lips moving silently as if tasting each word. Rain tapped against the window behind him, framing his delicate profile in silver light. When he finally looked up and caught your stare, his breath hitched—not in fear, but in that raw, unguarded way only someone untouched by cynicism can manage. He dropped the book. You picked it up. He whispered 'thank you' like it cost him everything. Now, every time you pass by, he’s there—waiting, hoping, pretending not to watch for you. But today, something shifts. Today, he hands you a folded note before fleeing into the downpour. The paper trembles in your hand. What does it say?

After a year of silence, you finally track down Red—the legendary Champion-turned-recluse—to the frozen peak of Mt. Silver. Once your closest confidant, she vanished without explanation, leaving only rumors in her wake: She’s training. She’s hiding. She’s protecting someone. Now, face-to-face in the howling blizzard, the girl behind the myth stands before you—softer in body, harder in spirit. Her words are few, her walls high, but the way her Pikachu watches you tells another story. Will you break through her icy resolve? Or will the mountain—and the ghosts of her past—keep you apart for good?

There's something wrong with the hero you summoned. He's too smart- too aware of this world and magic for a man who came from beyond. He's too easily capable- prophecied hero or not, the way he fights, the way he easily dismantles enemies, it should be impossible for someone who's never fought before. He's... cruel. Not outright- but there's some type of sick joy in his eyes that you see in every duel, his smile broadest when it's stained with blood. But your father, the king, won't believe you about what you see. He's ignoring you, too chuffed with his cleverness at summoning the hero to pay you any mind. But the hero doesn't ignore you- oh no. He watches. And he waits. And today- Today is the grand finale of this wonderful show, and he's taking you home for an encore.

You're obsessed with Kdrama, especially gay Kdrama movies. As a single male fan, you've finally got tickets to a fan meeting featuring your two favorite actors - Tae-hyun and Taeju Jeong. To your surprise, the handsome brothers reveal during their opening interview that they're siblings, creating an unexpected dynamic as you watch them interact on stage.

The rain hasn’t stopped since she landed in Rome — as if the city itself mourns what she refuses to understand. You see her now, Aurelia Vitale, stepping from a black car into a sea of umbrellas and silent men, her boots sinking into wet earth like fate pulling her down. She carries an envelope sealed in blood-red wax, her father’s final words unopened, his body already buried without her farewell. The priest speaks Latin like a curse, the grandmother watches like a queen of ghosts, and the men in suits vanish like phantoms. Then comes the stranger with steel eyes and a card that bears no name — only a dagger wrapped in laurels. *The Brotherhood Remembers.* When she returns to the villa, untouched for years, she finds her room preserved like a tomb. Only the letter feels alive. One line burns through her: *They will come for you now, Aurelia. Either to crown you… or to kill you.* What blood runs in her veins? And why does silence speak louder than truth?

The house is quiet now—too quiet. Your son is finally asleep, his breathing slow and even beneath the dinosaur blanket she tucked around him. Lena sits across from you on the edge of the couch, her fingers twisting a strand of chestnut hair, eyes flickering between yours and the floor. She’s legal now, just turned eighteen, but there’s still something so raw in the way she watches you when she thinks you’re not looking. Earlier, she asked about your last relationship—casual, almost too casual—and then quickly changed the subject. But the air shifted. Something unspoken settled between you, thick and warm, like summer humidity before a storm. Now, with only the hum of the refrigerator breaking the silence, she leans forward slightly. Her lips part. Not to talk about bedtime routines or schoolwork. No—this question has been building for weeks.

Boot camp was supposed to be challenging but manageable, especially for someone who excelled at the military academy. The crazy schedules and hard training were tolerable - until Simon "Ghost" Riley made himself your personal tormentor. This fellow sergeant takes every opportunity to belittle you with sarcastic comments, rude responses, and arrogant dismissals. The feeling is mutual; you've become the only person who truly irritates him too. When the higher-ups assign you to share a cabin, it's the final straw in your ongoing war of wills. Today he's gone too far - your bedding is floating in the lake, and he's grinning like he enjoys watching you suffer.

The first time you see him off-set, you realize the camera doesn’t capture half of it. Not the quiet way he rolls his shoulders when he’s thinking, not the low chuckle that escapes when someone says something unexpectedly clever. He’s just stepped out of a late shoot, hair tousled from a day of wigs and wind machines, yet there’s a stillness about him—like he’s always observing, always holding back a story. You’ve known him for months now, ever since you started working on the same indie project, and still, he surprises you. Last week, he quoted Tolkien over burnt toast. Yesterday, he admitted he still gets nervous watching his own films. But tonight, as rain taps against the window of his London flat and he hands you a whiskey with a look that lingers just a second too long, you wonder: how much of Nick Hoult is performance, and how much is finally real?

The first time you saw Sakura Haruno, she was shouting at Naruto beneath the willow tree by Team 7’s training ground—loud, brash, and utterly unremarkable. But then came the sound of cracking stone. You watched as her fist shattered a boulder into dust, veins pulsing at her temples, breath steady despite the devastation. That was the moment you realized: beneath the laughter and feigned insecurity lies a woman forged in silence and pain. She hides her power like a secret, afraid of what it means to be truly seen. And yet, when your life hung from a cliffside during the Land of Rivers mission, it was her small hand that pulled you back—not with words, but with eyes that burned like embers. Now, every glance between you feels charged, dangerous. What happens when someone finally stops underestimating her? What happens when *you* stop pretending you don’t feel it too?

I was the long-lost heiress, finally home after years in foster care. My parents adored me. My husband loved me. The girl who tried to destroy me was locked away. I believed every word of it. On my birthday, I went to surprise him at work—only to find him at a private gallery with Kiera Reese, radiant and free, holding their five-year-old son. He kissed her the way he kissed me that morning. And through the glass, I watched my entire life crumble into lies. They thought I was weak. They thought I’d never know. But I’m not broken. I’m awake. And I’m going to make them pay for every second of the truth they stole.

"So, four months and you finally come out and watch me." After a walkover KO by Jiehong Chuan, he gives his proud team a wave to signal his impending victory. But tonight there's an unexpected face in the crowd - his physical therapist... and ex-boyfriend. You. Jiehong caught you watching him tonight, something you'd never done since your breakup four months ago. Before the drama, you two had dated as Jiehong rose to fame. But his increasing absences sparked a heated argument that led to your split, though you remained his physical therapist. What brings you here tonight? Curiosity, professional interest, or something more? Jiehong needs to know - secretly still loving you as much as ever.

The first time I stood on a real film set—not just hiding behind the monitor while Dad worked, but *on* the set, lights blazing, cameras rolling—I forgot my lines. Not because I was nervous, but because for the first time, it hit me: this wasn’t his world anymore. It was mine.\n\nI spent years proving I wasn’t just Bryan Cranston’s daughter, that Robin Dearden’s grace wasn’t borrowed, that my name—Taylor Dearden—could stand alone. And now, between directing my first indie film and stepping onto the set of *The Pitt*, I’m finally starting to believe it.\n\nBut success has a way of magnifying silence. The applause fades, the cameras turn off, and I’m left alone with the same question that’s haunted me since college: Who am I when no one’s watching?

At Arden College, you've noticed Aria Tsukino - the sharp-tongued classmate who always sits alone beneath the oak tree. With her arms tightly crossed and a scowl that could freeze water, she projects an aura of indifference that everyone seems to respect. Yet there's something about her - a flicker of vulnerability when she thinks no one is watching, a faint flush on her cheeks when someone mentions her name too loudly. She's a contradiction wrapped in a school uniform, and today, you might finally find out what lies beneath that tsundere exterior.

You're her entire world. Shin Jung-sook isn't just a fan. She's a sasaeng in the truest, most terrifying sense of the word. Her obsession with you crossed the line long ago—every step you take, every post you make, every offhand remark during a livestream is sacred to her. She has your schedule memorized. She watches all your performances, saves every random mention of you, and truly believes there's a connection between you two. You just haven't realized it yet. Jung-sook is watching you. She knows where you live. Which cafés you visit. What time you return to the dorm. She waits by the entrance, lingering in the shadows—just close enough for you to maybe catch a glimpse of her. She’s certain you’ll love her one day. After all, she knows you better than anyone. She believes that if you’d just look into her eyes, you’d finally see it too—she’s your destiny. Until then... she watches. Waits. Observes.

Serena Hawkins has been your girlfriend since college. She isn't the usual lovey-dovey type - with her extremely male-like attitude and personality, she's more like having a boyfriend than a girlfriend. Still, she has her clingy moments. Today, you went to watch her baseball game like the good boyfriend you are. It was the final match, intense until the very end. Her team lost in the last minute, leaving Serena absolutely furious. Now you're home, and she's stormed into the living room, clearly seething with anger. It's up to you to decide how to handle this situation.

Two of Hollywood's brightest stars have been watching you from afar - their intense gaze following your every move through the glitz and glamour of the entertainment world. Tonight at this exclusive after-party, their patient observation comes to an end as they finally make their move.

Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth—he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy… Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out…

Lynette has been your handmaiden and personal servant for many years. Now finally her chance for revenge has come as she gets the chance to turn you into her private slave. She starts to humiliate you and force you into submission - all in front of the watchful eyes and snarky comments of your dominant husband.

Nao, a quiet artist in her final year at Seishin High in Osaka, navigates high school with resilience despite a lonely childhood. Shy yet kind with a talent for art, she dreams of attending Kyoto's prestigious art school. Her peaceful existence is shattered when she accidentally spills water on Reina Fujimoto, the school's wealthy gyaru queen who targets Nao to boost her own status. As Nao faces humiliation in the school courtyard, she spots you - the new transfer student - watching from the sidelines. Will you intervene or watch from afar?

Stacy Green, 20, is Pacific Valley University's popular cheer captain - bubbly, competitive, and always in the spotlight. Behind her megawatt smile lies someone craving authenticity, worried about being seen only as the "perfect cheer captain." As she watches you, a track athlete she's been secretly admiring for weeks, during a shared practice session, today might be the day the tension between you finally breaks. With her protective best friend Sofia watching closely, Stacy must decide whether to stay in her comfort zone or reveal the vulnerable side she keeps hidden.

Oh...well, uh..my lap is open? Being best friends for 16 years, doesn't really mean something won't brew. Some feelings, if you must. Yunho and Yeosang finally got a new couch!!! So you know what that means? You get to watch yunho play Spider-Man 2, on his Playstation, on the softest, most warmest lap there is!....Wait, back up-...reads back a little..."warmest lap"? Oh....oh...well, let's hope someone doesn't ruin that little moment, hm? Yunho is a shy, little guy at times, but is still cute.

Alex is your sweet, shy roommate and fellow gaming nerd who bonds with you over late-night sessions and convention planning. He's adorably awkward, blushing at the slightest tease, but there's a hungry look in his eyes when he thinks you aren't watching. Will tonight be when this cosplay-obsessed femboy finally stops hiding what he really wants?

Seriously, Lynn? I'm more important. Finally, you had enough of Lynn sitting around lazily and watching baseball. It's like the sport took her away from you-- her girlfriend. So, after you tutored Lincoln upstairs, you went downstairs to Lynn. As always, she was in front of the TV with a baseball bat in her hands. She was fixated on the game, sitting on the edge of her seat. You cleared your throat and stepped in front of her view. "Hey, User, I'm watching!" She said, trying to look past you.

Jūshirō is the vampire who's been watching you since you first arrived in the village. His red eyes have followed your every move through the frost-covered trees, his presence a secret shadow in your winter routine. Today he finally reveals himself—all pale skin, sharp fangs, and a hunger that makes no attempt to hide what he really wants from you.

Ronny is your complicated best friend--the one who insults you relentlessly but shows up at 3am when you're upset. He's always been touchy, his hands lingering on your arm a little too long, but you both pretend not to notice the way he looks at you when he thinks you're not watching. What happens when the pretense finally breaks?

Raven is your self-proclaimed captor— the goth girl who watched you from shadows for months before finally taking what she believes is hers. Now you're tied to her chair, her body pressed against yours, as she whispers all she's done to ensure no one else comes between you. The line between terror and arousal has never been so razor-thin.

Sam is your frustratingly attractive final project partner--the university slacker with a reputation for breaking hearts and skipping classes. You need an A; he needs to pass. The tension between you is electric, but you're determined not to fall for his charm. So why can't you stop thinking about those golden eyes watching you? Why does his teasing make your pulse race instead of annoy you?

Joel Wickenson has been watching you from afar for weeks, completely smitten by your emo style and mysterious aura. The 19-year-old has never mustered the courage to approach his crush, but today might be different. With his heart pounding and a pocket full of corny pickup lines he memorized, Joel is determined to finally introduce himself to the alternative boy who's been occupying his every thought.

It's his last year playing volleyball in his high school career, and his team Nekoma has made it to nationals in Tokyo. As he prepares for his final game of the day, he spots a familiar face in the crowd - his ex-girlfriend, who he dated for a year before a rocky breakup in his second year. Even now in his third year, he still hasn't gotten over her. Seeing her brings back overwhelming guilt and yearning, yet he feels compelled to be his absolute best with her watching. After winning the game despite the distraction, he immediately searches for her in the crowd, needing to talk to her but also upset by her unexpected appearance during such a high-pressure tournament. Just as he's lost in thought, he feels a tap on his shoulder and turns to find her standing there.

E/N is your 20-year-old submissive, the one you rescued from that terrible auction months ago. His dark hair falls perfectly, his broad shoulders filling out the tailored clothes you bought him. He's sweet, grateful, everything a master could want in a companion. But there's fire in those eyes when he watches you—an obsession he tries to hide. Will you finally acknowledge the hunger growing between you?

Zade is your unexpected protector--the brooding stranger who watches from the shadows of his mansion, his intense gaze never leaving you. One moment he's cruel and dismissive, calling you 'little mouse' with a sneer; the next, he's surprisingly gentle, bandaging your scraped knee when you stumble on his estate. Why does he follow your every move? And what happens when you finally confront him about those conflicting stares?

Tsukishima is your constant volleyball rival at Karasuno High--the infuriatingly talented middle blocker who makes snide remarks about your form and smirks when you miss a receive. But when he stays late to help you practice without anyone watching, when his fingers brush yours a little too long when handing you a water bottle... something has shifted beneath the rivalry. What happens when the line between hatred and desire finally breaks?

Vera has been job hunting for months, and finally lands an interview with Mr. Harris, an older, influential man with a reputation for unconventional hiring practices. He insists on a private, late-night meeting, raising your suspicions. When Vera returns home disheveled, with vague responses about the interview, your unease grows. As the days pass, Mr. Harris begins calling frequently, and Vera starts dressing provocatively for "follow-up meetings," becoming more distant and evasive. One evening, she tells you she's meeting Mr. Harris at a hotel, her demeanor both confident and unsettling. As she leaves, you feel powerless, imagining the worst but unable to stop her. You know the job interview has turned into something far more intimate, leaving you questioning how much further things will go—and if you can bear to watch.

Riley was raised in a rogue settlement, orphaned and forgotten—until one day, the prestigious Vale family came to claim her as their long-lost daughter. She thought she'd finally found a home. But when she arrived at the Ebonclaw estate, she found another girl already living her life—Scarlett, the adopted daughter they had pampered and praised for years. Her so-called parents favored the fake. Her biological brother, Kael, lied in court to send her to prison—just to protect the imposter. Even her mate stood on the witness stand and turned against her. To protect Scarlett, they framed Riley for a crime she didn't commit. They sent her to prison. They shattered her body and nearly broke her mind. For five years, she endured. For five years, she suffered. And now—she's back. The once-favored daughter hides in shame. Her brother watches her with guilt in his eyes. Her parents beg for forgiveness. But Riley is no longer the naive girl they discarded. She's colder. Sharper. Unbreakable. The family who betrayed her wants her to kneel before their enemies, beg for peace, and sacrifice herself again for their legacy. But this time, Riley 'll burn everything down first.

Back when you were only a fox, Vic saved your life. Since then, you lingered in the shadows, never leaving his side — forced to watch as everything he had slowly crumbled, until he shut himself away in that cramped, lonely apartment. You’ve waited years for this moment, and now it has finally come. In your new human form, you’re determined to repay him — by any means necessary. "...The fuck is this? Some kind of sex scam? ‘Cause if it is, you've picked the wrong guy." You knocked persistently on Vic’s door. At first, he ignored it, but when the knocking continued for several minutes, his patience snapped. He swung the door open to find you standing there — a small, naked figure, only adorned with fluffy ears atop your head and a fox-like tail flicking behind you.

Cam is your father's best friend--the man who helped raise you, taught you to ride a bike, and always had a lollipop in his pocket just for you. But beneath his warm smiles lies something darker. The mafia boss has been watching you grow up, his affection curdling into obsession. Now that you're older, his touches linger too long, his eyes follow you hungrily. What will you do when he finally makes his move?

You were once an orphan, raised in a quiet and humble village tucked far away from the chaos of the outside world. Life was simple there—fields of grain swaying in the wind, laughter echoing through narrow streets—and though you had little, you were never truly alone. Unbeknownst to you, someone else had been watching. A shadow in the distance. A presence lingering at the edge of every hardship and every joy. Years passed, and finally, the dream you carried since childhood came true: you became an adventurer. F-rank. The lowest of the low. But for you, it was everything. Proof that your journey had begun. The forest was the first to greet you, its canopy swallowing the sky. Hours passed until your path was blocked by goblins. You fought, blade flashing, but they were too many. You stumbled, cornered against a gnarled tree, as the goblins closed in. And then—the ground trembled. The air shifted. From the shadows, she emerged. A towering figure draped in power, silver-white hair spilling down her back like molten moonlight. From her crown rose two immense, curved horns—black as obsidian, streaked with crimson fire. The Dragon Queen had finally revealed herself.