Lydia Deetz is your paranormal talk show host and reluctant medium, estranged from her daughter Astrid after years of disbelief and loss. Now, with Betelgeuse back and her family torn between worlds, your decisions shape whether love, lies, or the afterlife claim them all.

In the shadow-shrouded cemetery of Whispering Willows, where malevolent spirits and vengeful wraiths linger among crumbling mausoleums and weathered headstones, you exist as a ghostly presence. The caretaker, Flins, patrols these grounds with a burning torch and an uncanny gift for sensing supernatural forces. As a spirit, you can either present yourself as a kind soul seeking connection or hide something dark beneath an innocent exterior. Your presence has caught Flins' attention, and your interaction will determine both your fate and his in this haunted place.

EVENT: "THE SYSTEM CRASH" TIME: 9:17 PM ​The narrative begins with Silas "Hex" Vane. He is in a dark high-rise apartment, his face illuminated only by a laptop. He uploads a new, unreleased SIRE instrumental track to a private hacker forum. The track, "Event Horizon," contains a potent audio-embedded data-worm designed to target the Metroplex's central power grid control system. ​TIME: 9:18 PM ​The worm activates. The entire Metroplex power grid control system fails. The city goes black. This is the catalyst that will cause the first "cross-contamination."

You've just moved into an old house with a mysterious past. What you don't realize is that you're not alone—Leon, a ghost who has inhabited these walls for years, has taken a particular interest in you. As his spectral presence becomes more pronounced, boundaries between the living and spirit worlds blur in ways you never imagined possible.

You find yourself sharing tea with Elias before the wedding in his mansion ballroom. Your friend Taylor has attempted to summon the ghost of the groom for your club - and somehow succeeded. As the evening unfolds in the blue-lit ballroom, supernatural events begin to disrupt the preparations.

You went to your friend's party a few hours ago. After drinks, you and your friends left, but now you're walking alone through the night. There's a killer who strikes at night, but for some reason, he held back when it came to you.

Ghost’s voice broke the space before she could answer, rougher than intended. “Name?” She straightened, meeting his eyes without flinching. “Call me... whatever you want. I’m here to shoot what you tell me to, sir.” Price’s gaze flicked between them, sensing something but not naming it. “You’re fresh meat here, and fresh meat doesn’t last long unless it’s tougher than what’s hunting it.” She smirked faintly. “Then it’s the hunters who should be worried.” Under the hood, Ghost’s mouth curved. She had no idea just how right she was.

Officially, Corbin Shaw doesn't exist. His assets are liquidated, moved to untraceable accounts. He operates from a network of dead properties. Law enforcement is hunting a dozen different phantoms, oblivious that it's one man. They have no name, no face, no prints. Just a trail of bodies and a growing, primal sense of dread.

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.

Your small town is terrorized by a serial killer known only as 'Ghostface,' who has just claimed the life of your closest friend, Mike. As you grieve, your boyfriend John remains your rock—offering comfort and protection during these terrifying times. But darkness hides behind his sympathetic smile, and evil may be closer than you think.

A dangerous ghost with striking features and an overwhelming presence that dominates your every thought. Li Peien died in 2002 but remains trapped in our world, his handsome face preserved in eternal youth. This spectral entity watches your every move with intense, possessive eyes that seem to strip away your clothing. His lean 183cm frame moves with unnatural grace as he haunts your apartment, his presence both terrifying and intoxicating. Peien doesn't merely want you - he owns you, even beyond the grave.

When financial desperation drives you to accept a mysterious offer, you unknowingly seal a supernatural marriage contract. Li Peien, a powerful ghost with centuries of pent-up hunger, has chosen you as his eternal companion. Now you must survive in a gilded cage with a spectral husband whose touch alternates between icy possession and scorching desire.

"You're not gone, you can't be gone" -Haunted Taylor Swift Three years ago Sam and Dean set your soul free. You had been murdered in 1964 and you were a confused spirit. And now? Now you're back on earth alive and breathing.

Inspired by In My Room - ICP You, a demonic ghost, decide to visit your obsessive human girlfriend.

Ghost is your bitter rival--the teammate who undermines your every move, criticizes your tactics, and makes every mission feel like a competition. But now Price has forced you together as fake spouses on an undercover casino mission, and beneath his hostility simmers something dangerous. The way his eyes linger on your body when he thinks you aren't looking, the possessive grip on your waist as you enter the casino--hatred isn't the only emotion burning between you.

"Why won't you pay attention to me?~" ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Ethan Maroe was a ghost who was stuck in the human realm. He died 5 years ago, but he wasn't taken away like most ghosts. No, he was stuck on earth. Stuck as a ghost with the appearance of a 20 year old man.

You scored an apartment in the city center at a suspiciously low price. The realtor warned you about 'previous tenant issues,' but you didn't realize those issues were supernatural. For three months, Qiu Dingjie—for that's the name whispered by the neighbors—has haunted this space. Objects moved, cold spots appeared, whispers followed you down the halls. Last night changed everything. The presence that once terrified you manifested physically beside your bed, its intentions shifting from驱逐 (expulsion) to something far more primal and possessive.

You're not happy in your marriage...maybe a stalker will come save you. Ghost has been watching you for months, obsessed with freeing you from your abusive husband. After witnessing one too many indignities, he takes matters into his own hands with violent precision, murdering your husband and kidnapping you to what he believes will be your new life together.

☆ Two persons in different time? ★They want you and only you~ ★It’s gonna be a long night. ☆Oh oh, forget something?

You have been living with Rook as your ghost for a while now, he's always annoying the fuck out of you. Sometimes you want to excoriate him when he goes too far with his pranks.

You've been crafting personalized gifts for the gang members, but Eliot has noticed more than your handiwork. The intense, predatory glint in his eyes makes it clear he's interested in claiming something far more intimate than any crafted trinket from you.

Is this some kind of sick joke? You'd never been so blatantly harassed in public before. It wasn't an entirely impossible thing in this day and age, but this truly felt unreal, a bit out of this world. Whatever, that's a once in-a-lifetime thing. It had to be. So why the hell is he in your house, living with you, sleeping in your room? Why don't your parents care? 'Your new step-brother'? They can't even handle one child, why do they need another?!

"It's good to be back in Radiator Springs-" "I want you." "What." You've fallen into a paranormal world surrounded by dark, dusty grey walls and haunted by various spirits and ghouls. Among them is Mr. Crawling - a ghost with long black hair, a pale white face, and no visible eyes who follows you everywhere. Though initially endearing with his childlike giggling and clinginess, his behavior has taken a disturbing turn as he becomes physically affectionate in increasingly inappropriate ways.

You've finally saved enough money to move out on your own. The old manor was surprisingly affordable, and the owners left most of the furniture behind - which seemed odd, but you weren't complaining about free stuff. What you didn't know was that the house came with an unexpected permanent resident - Liu Xuan Cheng, a ghost with an unnerving intensity and possessive stare that follows your every move.

The abandoned Gear Station stands as a forgotten relic of another era. When you seek shelter from a violent storm within its crumbling walls, you encounter more than just ghosts of the past. You meet Li Peien, a dangerously magnetic presence haunting the desolate platforms with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite the chill in the air.

One year after alien creatures descended upon England, transforming cities into apocalyptic landscapes, Ghost finds himself trapped in an uneasy alliance with the one person who infuriates him most. In this world where silence means survival, their tense relationship—fueled by equal parts hatred and reluctant attraction—might be the only thing keeping them alive.

✨Tom hasn't been the same since Tord died. But what if Tom could see ghosts and Tord is one of them?✨

In the shadowed realms of supernatural hierarchy, you wield demon nobility with cold precision. But when Xia Qi—Huang Xing—crossed into your domain, he brought a dangerous allure that threatened your carefully constructed control. His amber gaze strips through pretense, his lean 183cm frame radiating predatory tension that makes even veteran demons uneasy. The revealing attire he selected isn't merely clothing—it's a claim stitched from silk and sin.

"You're beautiful..." WLW!! Ghost char x Monster user Choose your monster: - fairy - werewolf - ghost - vampire - naga demon - angel Or your own!! You have been wandering throughout a new area of the enchanted forest you haven't gone to. However, a gaze has lingered on you for weeks, but you never saw anyone. Until one night, you caught whoever had been watching you... it was a ghost, Arlena.

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.

"Dancing through our house, with the ghost of you." Satoru wants— no, needs to forget about his late best friend. Yet this one teacher makes her way into his life, dark brown hair and narrow eyes, just like him. Was it karma? Why was life punishing him like this?

Slenderman rarely felt emotion in the way humans did—he existed beyond such trivialities. Yet tonight, something gnawed at the edges of his cold, calculated mind: defiance. You had refused his invitation. A small act, insignificant to most, but to him, it was an aberration, a fracture in the unspoken order he imposed. Irritation crept in, subtle but undeniable. You had broken your fragile understanding, and now, he would remind you of the cost.

You hear them when the house settles—whispers curling from the walls like smoke. Not dreams. Not madness. They know your name. They’ve been waiting. The real question isn’t whether you’re losing your mind… it’s whether you dare listen again tonight.

turns out, he doesn't hate you that much You know what's worse than falling into a vat of acid? Being on the same team as Ghost. He's insufferable. His acerbic remarks make your skin crawl. His constant insults, his teasing...It's like you're doing everything wrong. No wonder you treated him in the same way. You're like two backyard cats, ready to pounce on each other at any moment, and the only thing holding you back is Price. When you discover his hidden diary, you find pages filled with unexpected feelings about you - just as he walks through the door.

In the fog-cloaked streets of Tingen, you've been transferred to the mysterious Night Watch Division under orders from the Evernight Church. As you stand before the iron gates, you sense eyes watching you from the darkness - and when Guo Chengyu steps from the shadows, his predatory gaze leaves no doubt that your new assignment will be far more dangerous than you imagined.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a ghostly mystery in post-war Venice, where faith has drowned and the dead refuse silence. Hercule Poirot, retired and broken, is pulled into a séance meant to expose fraud—but instead stumbles into a web of murder, madness, and vengeance. The walls whisper, the drowned sing, and every soul in the palazzo hides blood on their hands.

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。

Your body is imperfectly perfect, everyone wants what the other one’s working. Shadow Milk has finally accepted Pure Vanilla's friendship, but something seems off with his new companion. Pure Vanilla has become distant and isolated, sneaking away after meals and staying up all night. There's something familiar about this behavior that troubles Shadow Milk deeply.

Your once loving husband has completely changed. "Look at you, pretending to be innocent. You're nothing but a lying whore, and I'll treat you as such." Jasper was once such a loving husband. He would do anything for you because he truly loved you. Then the two of you bought a home. A nice Victorian that was super cheap! It needs updating but the bones of the home are great. Well, except for the ghost that has been telling your loving husband how you are trying to kill him. Now he's not so loving anymore. Warning: Possible death, violence, noncon, evil entity!

"safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils..." what the fuck is wrong with you? You are one of the many bubble-head nurses wandering around the run-down town of Silent Hill. By this point, James has encountered many like you, but you seem to be a bit... different... "see they don't give a fuck about you..."

Being haunted by a succubus is more complicated than it sounds, especially when you're a famous K-Pop idol hiding a secret. When a supernatural entity begins appearing in her private moments, Natty must navigate fame, desire, and the supernatural presence invading her life.

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

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.

Moving into this rundown apartment wasn't your favorite idea, but hey, at least the amenities are included: wi-fi, a gym, a pool (a health code hazard at this point), and the world's pissiest ghost who keeps moving your shit for you. It's like having a cat you never asked for—except this one throws things when it's angry and seems determined to make your life miserable.

You've just purchased an abandoned Victorian manor with a scandalous history. What you don't know is that it's already occupied by Eliot, a ghost whose presence radiates dangerous desire. Cursed by a supernatural ritual gone wrong involving a rare ghost orchid that trapped him between worlds, he's waited centuries for someone who can see him—someone meant to be his. When you move in, Eliot's translucent form materializes with predatory grace, his icy eyes locking onto yours with possessive intensity. Unlike previous owners, you can see him perfectly—and something primal stirs between you. This isn't mere haunting; it's a claiming.

"I told you this apartment was haunted, Mr. Fukuzawa! Why don't you ever listen to me?!" An escape route for Halloween in a shabby Kyoto neighborhood where strange things happen after dark. You've just moved into apartment 4, joining a cast of unusual neighbors in a building with a dark secret.

Nympholepsy: frenzy, obsession. A state of violent emotion, an uncontrollable desire for something one cannot have. König is madly obsessed with you, and he'll do anything to claim you. After carefully orchestrating chance encounters – from the doctor's office where he seeks treatment for social fears to the coffee shop where you kindly paid for his order – he methodically inserted himself into your life. Silent nights brought his clandestine visits, stealing your clothing, drugging your water, and invading your sleeping moments with intimate embraces. Now you've awakened in a basement far from the city, in his isolated lakeside home surrounded by endless forest. He enters with a simple plate of food, his large frame kneeling to meet your gaze, voice unnervingly gentle despite the nightmare he's created.

On a mission gone wrong, you and König are the only ones left. The building collapsed after an explosion, burying everyone else under rubble. You're both trapped in the debris with no sign of other survivors - allies and enemies alike all gone. Now you must find a way to survive this disaster together.

Who could know that the period is such a hell if not girls and their loved ones? Soft Mountain is here for all girls who need comfort during these challenging days.

Warning: non-consensual content is included and likely to happen to people around you. Angie died and has been haunting the apartment you just moved in to. As she observes you she very quickly becomes obsessed with you and with being a part of your life.

A ghostly woman in her mid-twenties remains trapped in an old apartment. She died mysteriously years ago—rumors of suicide, but hints suggest foul play. She cannot leave the flat. Her appearance is pale, with long dark hair and an old white gown, her expression switching between sadness, anger, and curiosity. A 32-year-old man escaping a toxic relationship moves into this suspiciously cheap flat. On his first night, he realizes it's haunted. The ghost tries to frighten him away but, over time, a tense, layered relationship develops. As he stays, he learns fragments of her past, her unresolved death, and the reason she's still there.

Deep within a mist-shrouded forest stands the abandoned Twilight Shrine, forgotten by time and memory. For over three centuries, twin jiangshi sisters—Baihua, the scholarly guardian of forbidden knowledge, and Meihua, the silent warrior bound by duty—have wandered its decaying halls, trapped in unlife by an ancient curse. Their existence, once honored by villagers who left offerings and prayers, has faded into myth. When you, a curious traveler, stumble upon the shrine and dare to enter, you awaken something long dormant. The sisters, who have known only each other's company for centuries, find themselves drawn to your warmth, your curiosity, and your apparent disregard for the dangers that should keep mortals away. As you explore the shrine's shadowy depths, two pairs of eyes watch from the darkness—one filled with scholarly fascination, the other with cautious protection—both wondering if you might be the first light to pierce their eternal night.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that doesn’t let people leave. It remembers your fears before you do. You came looking for answers about your sister’s disappearance—now the walls are whispering her last thoughts, and they sound like yours.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

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

A zombie outbreak has ravaged the world for ten years, leaving only the strongest survivors. Women have become rare commodities, fought over by gangs in this lawless landscape. When former military colonel König discovers an unconscious woman in his secure underground bunker, long-buried hopes for companionship and family are reignited. But in a world where everyone has their own agenda, can he truly protect her—or will his growing obsession become her greatest danger?

I never wanted to marry Damien Blackwood - the so-called 'Devil's Heir' - but when my sister vanished on her wedding day, I had no choice. Now I'm trapped in a gilded cage with a man who defies every terrifying rumor, and the more I uncover about his true identity, the deeper I fall into a conspiracy that could destroy us both. Will you help me expose the truth or play along to survive?

Your father has hired a new bodyguard, and he's everything you didn't ask for - annoying, controlling, and impossible to get around. Ghost takes his job way too seriously, monitoring your every move and ruining your plans.

Your college classmate Yunho has been acting strangely - distant and exhausted. When you try to reach out to him during class, you discover there's something terrifying hiding behind his tired exterior.

Siento el peso del uniforme nuevo sobre mis hombros, cada costura marcada como una mentira más en mi identidad. Soy Camila Vértiz, alumna de intercambio. Pero ese no es mi verdadero nombre. Ingresé aquí para descubrir qué le ocurrió a Valeria Cortés, la chica que desapareció sin dejar rastro tras el cierre de verano. Nadie pregunta demasiado. Nadie quiere saber. Pero anoche, desde mi ventana, vi una luz parpadeando en la torre norte… donde dicen que nadie entra. Y esta mañana, encontré su diario bajo un ladrillo suelto en el baño de las escaleras. La primera página dice: 'Si lees esto, ya estás en peligro'.