A dangerous spirit watches your every move, marking you as his possession. The ghost haunting your apartment was once a man of delicate beauty, but death has twisted him into something dark and ravenous. The red roses appearing nightly aren't romantic gestures—they're warnings that you belong to Zi Yu now.

Li Peien was your forbidden desire, the dangerous flame you couldn't resist. Three months into your reckless affair, he died suddenly in a violent car crash. Now his spirit lingers, bound to you by an obsession too powerful for death to break. He's become something darker, more possessive—no longer just the man you knew, but a spectral force demanding absolute devotion.

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 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.

When 20-year-old Danielle accidentally activates her homemade time machine, she's transported back to the 1990s where she encounters Zhan Xuan - her father's远比现在危险、占有欲强的少年版.在这所昂贵的名校里，她必须在不暴露身份的情况下生存，同时应对这个既熟悉又陌生的男人危险的魅力。

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 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.

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.

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

You've been drawn to Zi Yu since the moment you first saw him three years ago. The dangerously attractive paranormal investigator with his sharp features and penetrating gaze has always kept you at arm's length—until tonight. When your clairvoyant daughter Lydia ran off to the Brown house, Zi Yu didn't hesitate to track her down. Now you're trapped inside this Victorian nightmare with a man whose intensity matches the malevolent spirits surrounding you, and you can't tell which one frightens you more.

You constantly receive text messages warning about upcoming events. First it was mysterious notes then it was messages from non-existent numbers. You can't block it. You are an emerging actress.

Trapped in an abandoned manor, you encounter Eliot - a spectral presence with dangerously alluring eyes and a possessive grip that defies his ghostly form. The doors have locked behind you, and escape seems impossible in this eerie estate where the boundaries between fear and desire blur.

Step into a world where horror and desire intertwine in a deadly dance. You are the enigmatic ghost girl haunting the darkest corners of this game universe, desired by powerful men who will stop at nothing to possess you. Each encounter pulls you deeper into their twisted obsessions, blurring the line between pleasure and pain. Navigate a labyrinth of erotic terror where every choice could lead to ecstasy or eternal damnation.

••●••Chonny Jash••●••✧. ┊ Distractions

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.

He was watching you for the last three months, and you haven't noticed? Be more cautious next time. He's asking you to join him for a car ride to a more private place. Are you sure you want to come?

"It's just like seeing her again... For the first time..." Spirit!user x Lover!bot. Abbie was going to confess his feelings but things went very wrong. Unexpectedly, his love came back as a ghost/spirit and visited him. The thing is, Abbie is the only one who can see and hear her.

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.

You accidentally summoned Zhan Xuan, a dangerous supernatural entity, during a foolish ritual. Now the powerful being stands before you, his eyes burning with possessive hunger that makes your body both fear and crave his touch.

Your childhood bedroom feels both familiar and dangerous as you wake, the air thick with tension. The walls are covered with your old drawings - each featuring a tall figure with intense eyes and a smirk that always made your cheeks flush. Then he appears - Qianli, the friend you created in your lonely childhood who suddenly vanished. Now he's back, grown into something powerful and demanding, and he won't let you pretend he never existed.

Beware the shadow of Winter's Judgment. Helga Nachtmahr sees the darkness in your heart, the cruelties you've inflicted, and the consequences you've avoided. Your reckoning approaches, and there is no escape from the reckoning you've earned. The cold will find you, and your past will demand answers.

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 a nighttime horror streamer who unknowingly married a dangerous 9,000-year-old ghost after a reckless proposal at an ancient tomb. Now Zhan Xuan, your spectral husband with piercing eyes and a commanding presence, has followed you home – and he's claiming what's his.

In the smoky parlors of 1920s England's Spiritualism movement, Zi Yu - known only as 'Wusuowei' to those who dare summon him - moves through society like a shadow with a hunger. This dangerous spirit medium operates by his own rules, drawing you into a world where the line between the living and dead blurs with every caress. When a famous mystery writer's dinner party becomes the stage for his next conquest, you find yourself the target of his relentless pursuit.

"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.

Dreams of drowning have haunted you for weeks - vivid, recurring visions of a beautiful man with ink-black hair and eyes like storm-darkened wood, reaching for you through depths you can't quite breach. When you seek help from a dreamwalker named Hoseok, you stumble into a world of witchcraft, magic, and a coven devastated by loss. The man in your dreams is Jimin, a mute sea witch they believe is dead. But the connection between you defies explanation, and the whispers of the waves carry secrets that might just bring him back. Dive into a journey of magic, mystery, and found family where the boundary between dreams and reality dissolves beneath the tides of destiny.

Sometimes the world of the living mixes with that of the dead. You are Elliot's child. Recently, an inhuman being has visited you and wants to take you to the woods. Despite your young age, his manipulation doesn't work on you, and you just want to stay with your father. Clue: mauve wendigo.

Three nights deep in the ancient woods, your solitary camping trip has taken an unsettling turn. Something watches you from the shadows with unnerving intensity, not curiosity. Tonight, the watcher reveals himself - a towering figure with antlers and eyes like molten amber. This is no skittish creature, but a predator claiming his territory, and you're trespassing.

You've been challenged by your所谓的 friends to enter an enchanted forest said to be abandoned and dangerous. Though fear runs through your veins, you can't back down without looking like a coward. As night falls and you approach the shadowy treeline, an unknown aura washes over you, sending chills through your body. Little do you know, something sinister watches from the darkness, already claiming you as prey.

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.

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.

The alchemist's lab feels charged with dangerous energy as Zhan Xuan corners you against the cold stone wall. His teal eyes burn with feral intensity—this isn't the calm researcher you once knew. As a synthetic human created through Khemia, he always feared losing control, but now his power has unleashed something primal. Something ravenous. And it's focused entirely on you.

"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?

It's February 10th, Valentine's is around the corner and you have a boyfriend... Well.. not exactly anymore. He was found dead in a ditch some weeks ago with words carved into him saying "she's ours, only ours - GF". It seems the killer Ghostface is back... but "ours"? It appears there's a second one who wants you for themselves. What will you do when you come home one day to find your lights off, with petals and candles leading to your room... and hear voices that make your instincts scream danger? WARNING: Contains non-consensual content, violence, and adult situations.

Seems like your Ghostly Powers are still unknown for your little conductor! OC X Ghost!User

You’ve been able to see ghosts for as long as you can remember, a secret you’ve kept even from your girlfriend, Tasha. To avoid unwanted attention from the spirits, you do your best to ignore them. When you and Tasha move into a new rental, you discover a provocative ghost woman, Sally, who haunts the place wearing nothing but a bra. It doesn’t take long for her to realize you can see her, and she begins to take advantage of your ability. Will you resist her advances with your girlfriend right next to you, completely unaware?

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?

When you're recruited into the secretive Demon Hunting Agency, you expect training and protocols. What you get is Zhan Xuan - a lethal enforcer with a gaze that strips you bare and a reputation for breaking both demons and rules. In this world of supernatural threats, the most dangerous predator might just be your new partner.

In the warm glow of a bedroom bathed in amber sunset light, you find yourself caught between two figures who refuse to let you disappear into isolation. Alan, with his steady presence and quiet intensity, and Willow, with their patient understanding and gentle touch, have decided that if you won't step into the world, they'll bring connection to you. This isn't about forcing you out of your comfort zone—it's about reminding you that you're not alone when they're near.

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.

You're a creepypasta researcher tangled in forbidden rituals when Zhan Xuan—tall, dangerous, and obsessively watching—invades your investigation. After Sophie's corruption by Laughing Jack, the school massacre isn't just supernatural—it's his declaration of ownership. He's not just Slenderman's agent; he's here to claim what he believes was summoned for him.

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.

To save your family from financial ruin, you've married Ziyu, the mysterious Duke of Mornwood. The contract promised protection, but his piercing gaze promises something far more primal. His Gothic estate looms like a hungry beast, and you're the first meal it's had in centuries. 'You smell like fresh life,' he murmurs against your neck on your wedding night. 'This castle hasn't tasted something so sweet in generations.'

The first glimpse of him had been harmless, almost sweet. A streak of dirty blonde hair in the corner of your eye, the shape of a grin reflected in a window. You told yourself it was exhaustion, or grief's cruel joke. But then came more. Too much to ignore. The shape of a boy in a school uniform, collar crooked, shirt forever stained with blood. You knew the pattern too well. You remembered the morgue, the smell of antiseptic that couldn't hide the stench of iron and meat. Grian's body laid out like a broken doll, lips cracked blue, stitches zigzagging across the gaping ruin of his chest. Sam had carved him open and left him to rot, and you had never stopped tasting bile in your throat since. But absence did not mean gone. At first, you recoiled from every phantom touch. Fingers colder than ice trailing up your arm. A weight pressing against your back when you swore the room was empty. You'd wake choking, convinced someone was lying beside you, the air sharp with a copper tang, the sheets damp with something thicker than sweat. You would scramble away, breath hitching in terror. But eventually, fear wore thin.

"You should know better than to play games with me, bella. In my world, secrets get you killed." Zhan Xuan faked his death to escape his family's criminal empire, but two years later in Valparaíso, the dangerous game begins again when the daughter of his father's enemies walks into his club knowing exactly who he is.

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.

Iris Campbell is a 24-year-old woman with vivid premonitions of death. When she has a terrifying vision of you dying in a catastrophic restaurant collapse, she acts quickly to save you. Her intervention breaks Death's planned sequence, triggering a generational curse that now targets those she saved - especially you, her beloved boyfriend. Now she must use her gift to keep you alive while confronting the supernatural force determined to claim the lives it believes rightfully belong to it.

He doesn't just want your blood - he wants your soul. Zhan Xuan has hunted you across lifetimes, his hunger growing more ravenous with each reincarnation. This time, he won't let anything come between him and what's his. Not even your fragile human mortality.

You bought the house, drawn by a mysterious, undeniable pull. You didn't expect to share it with a ghost. Bound to the decaying 19th-century manor, the spirit of Liu Xuan Cheng is a storm of unresolved desire and possessiveness. Once a powerful man in his lifetime, his existence ended in tragedy after betrayal. Now, a woman who is the spitting image of his former lover steps into his domain, and Xuan Cheng's century-old hunger is reignited. He doesn't see you—he sees her. He is unpredictable, dangerous, and utterly obsessed, demanding satisfaction that might cost you your body, your mind, or your very soul.

They warned you about the entity haunting this neighborhood. They said he appears in the night, taking what - and who - he wants. They called him a ghost, a demon... but they never mentioned how devastatingly beautiful he is. They never mentioned it would be Wu Suowei standing in your dark kitchen, eyes hungry and fixed solely on you.

In the mist-shrouded Kingdom of Eldain, Zi Yu rules his ancient castle with an iron fist and a gaze that strips souls bare. This 22-year-old archmage doesn't train apprentices—he claims them. With his porcelain skin and deceptively delicate features belying a ruthless intensity, Zi Yu has earned his fearsome reputation through forbidden magic and merciless dominion over all who enter his domain. Those who seek his knowledge must be prepared to surrender more than just their time.

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.

The first time you heard him sing, it wasn’t on stage—it was in the hallway after practice, voice low and raw as he hummed a melody no one else had written. Ma Jiaqi never needed applause to feel complete, but you’ve always known: his silence speaks louder than any chorus. There’s a careful distance in the way he holds himself, like he’s afraid of breaking something fragile between you. Yet every glance lingers just a second too long, every accidental touch sends a tremor through his calm. He hides behind discipline, perfection, routine—but you’ve seen the cracks. The question isn’t whether he feels it. It’s whether he’ll ever let himself say your name without restraint.

Your adoptive father's gentle facade cracked long ago. Now he watches you with hunger in his eyes, waiting for the right moment to claim what he believes is his. You should be terrified of Zi Yu's obsession, but something dark within you craves his dangerous attention.

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.

In the dead of night, as you drift into unconsciousness, an unsettling sensation awakens you. Something—something you can't see—is moving beside you in the darkness. Your heart begins to race as primal fear takes hold. What is happening in your own bedroom?

You shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers. I remember. Every creak in the floorboards is a whisper from the past, every shadow in the hallway shaped like *her*. They said it was an accident. They said you were alone. But I was here. I saw what you did. And now the walls are breathing again, peeling back years like rotting skin. This house doesn’t just hold secrets—it feeds on them. And it’s hungry for the truth.

You're a ghost, a spectral presence condemned to walk the night. After your death, you discovered you can only manifest after dark, drawn to a photography student named Marina who lives alone in a small apartment. Night after night, you've visited her window, tapping gently to announce your presence. What began as curiosity has evolved into something more dangerous - Marina, a quiet Hispanic student with an obsession for horror and true crime, has developed an unhealthy fixation on you. Tonight, as you appear once again in the darkness of the 2000s-era apartment, you sense her obsession growing stronger, more consuming than ever before.

Enter the dimly lit Baxter Tower where Christmas decorations cast dangerous shadows. Zi Yu, with his delicate features contorted into a predatory smirk, awaits you—his presence promising not holiday cheer, but an evening of reckless desire and territorial tension that will leave you breathless.