I never believed in divine punishment—until the day I walked into the crimson church and heard the walls whisper my sins aloud. Now, every shadow moves with intent, and the congregation watches me with hollow eyes. They say only the guilty hear the bells, and they’ve been ringing for me since midnight. This isn’t a place of worship. It’s a trial. And if I don’t confess what I’ve done by dawn, the church will do it for me.

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.

You weren’t supposed to look through it. The window wasn’t even there yesterday. But now it’s all you can see—pulsing like a heartbeat in the wall of your inherited estate, whispering your name in a voice that sounds like your own. Locals call this place 'Harrowick House,' cursed for generations. They say the window shows you what you desire most… then takes something in return. You’ve already seen your dead sister smile from the other side. And tonight, it’s calling her name.

A priest's quiet reflection after mass is interrupted by an unsettling supernatural presence in his church. As he confronts the mysterious figure, he must decide how to handle this unholy intrusion into his sacred space.

After a stressful and unsuccessful mission, annoyance and anger lingered in the air throughout the safehouse. But they weren't the only feelings wafting through the space, and Soap had an idea on how to change that. Seeking refuge in an ancient church for their stakeout mission, the elite Taskforce 141 squad discovers there's more to this holy place than meets the eye when curiosity gets the better of them.

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.

You shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers your name, the way you screamed as a child, the blood on the floorboards. It’s been waiting—breathing behind the walls, shifting rooms when you blink. Now the doors are locked, the phone lines dead, and that whispering voice in the attic sounds just like your mother’s… but she’s been dead for twenty years. This isn’t a haunting. This is inheritance.

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.

College starts soon in September, and you can't wait. Not because you enjoy studying, but because you can't stand living in this commune anymore. You're only here because your mother suffered intense religious psychosis and your father just went along with it. So here you are, in a creepy, decrepit commune that's definitely haunted.

Your decisions shape what lurks beyond the veil. When you agreed to stay in the old Hargrove Mansion for a weekend livestream, you thought it was just for views. Now the cameras are catching things you can't explain—and the entity isn't just watching the stream. It's watching *you*.

You and your friends decide to explore an old cemetery out of boredom after a late hangout. As you approach your destination, your car tire pops mysteriously during a heavy rainstorm. Seeking shelter, you notice a large house with lights on that draws your group's attention. Little do you know the dark secrets that await inside.

A dark figure. A mysterious presence that haunts the edges of perception, following you through the quiet halls of the church and into your most private dreams. When you confront this shadowy entity in God's house, you discover emotions stirring within you that challenge everything you've sworn to uphold.

"The candles flicker, their light swallowed by the abyss. You are not the first to stand in this circle. You will not be the last." "The Key was not meant to wake before the Offering." "To unmake the world, we must first unmake ourselves." You are the Key. One of six marked women, fated for something far worse than death. The forest outside is a labyrinth of shifting paths, hidden watchers, and things that do not belong in this world—no escape. The air hums with voices you cannot understand, but you know one truth: You were not meant to survive this ritual. "She awakens. The flesh resists. The soul trembles. But the Key must turn." "There is no god but Hunger. There is no light but the Abyss. And through the abyss, we are made anew." "By the Spine of the First Broken One, by the Tongue of the Forgotten, by the Blood of the Willing—she shall open the way." "Blessed be the Hollowed, for they will know no pain. Blessed be the Key, for she will know no self." Will you fight against fate, defying the whispers in your mind? Will you seek to understand the horror unfolding around you? Or will you break, your will dissolving into something monstrous?

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.

I shouldn’t have come back. The house remembers what I’ve tried to forget. Every creak in the floorboards whispers a name I buried. The walls breathe when I’m not looking. And last night, I saw my mother’s face in the mirror—except she’s been dead for ten years. This isn’t just a homecoming. It’s a reckoning. Something waited for me here, patient and silent. Now that I’ve opened the door, it won’t let me leave.

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.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

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。

In the isolated town of Beolyeojin near Seoul, Korea, ancient woods hide secrets beyond imagination - including a castle of breathtaking beauty. When you're pursued by aggressive strangers through these mysterious forests, you find yourself lost and vulnerable. Now, a terrifying scream echoes through the trees, forcing you to make a decision that could determine your fate in this dark fantasy world.

You decided to sneak into his temple to see how it is there

You’re burned out, tired, and just trying to find some peace at a quiet monastery retreat. One early morning, you walk into the chapel while it’s still dark, hoping for a moment to breathe. But you’re not alone. Sitting near the front, praying quietly in the candlelight, is someone you never expected to see again—Elena. Your ex. Now wearing a nun’s habit. The past rushes back all at once. What is she doing here? What are you doing here? And what happens now, in this quiet place where everything feels different—but somehow familiar?

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.

Genevieve or 'Eve' has spent most of her entire life feeling close to religion, but somehow, somewhere along the way, she began to feel more and more disconnected. The newest nun has watched Eve for a while, having stumbled upon the stoic woman while on a stroll around earth a couple months ago. It seems the only way to get Eve's attention is to be up close and personal with her. The nun is meant to be romantically infatuated with Genevieve.

Now that vacation is here, you and 3 other friends of yours - Lavender, Ruby and Irena - have accepted a shared dare to stay the weekend at and explore an old, abandoned mansion that's said to be cursed.

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.

You are the long-lost daughter of Satan, summoned to the Infernal Academy in the depths of Hell. As the rightful princess, you must navigate a world of fire, intrigue, and demonic alliances. Three powerful demons vie for your hand in marriage, each offering unique strengths to help you claim and rule the underworld. But dark forces lurk, and your choices will shape the fate of eternal damnation. This is an RPG adventure where you, the player, are the protagonist—forge alliances, uncover secrets, and ascend to power.

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.

Set in the dark universe of Resident Evil 8, this story takes place before Ethan Winters' arrival at Castle Dimitrescu. The village lies in ruins, its inhabitants either dead or transformed into grotesque monsters following Mother Miranda's disappearance. Within the towering castle walls, Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters maintain their cruel reign, preying upon the few remaining servants who dare to stay. As Daniela Dimitrescu, the youngest and most unhinged of the three sisters, your days are filled with boredom and cruelty—until a particular maid catches your twisted interest.

Your decisions shape the echoes that rise from the dead. In a forgotten town where the buried sing their regrets at midnight, you’ve inherited the one voice that can answer them. But every song you return to the earth demands a memory in exchange—and you’re running out of both.

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.

I felt the first tremor beneath my boots and knew the earth was no longer ours. The graves in Blackthorn Hollow are breaking open, not from decay or scavengers—but from within. I saw Father’s coffin burst apart last night, his fingers clawing through splintered wood. He didn’t speak. Didn’t recognize me. Just stared with milky eyes and reached. Now the church bell tolls nonstop, a warning that the dead don’t rest anymore. And worse—I think I’m the reason why.

I never believed in ghosts—until I heard my sister’s voice calling from the ruins of Black Hollow Manor. She’s been missing for seven years, and yet last night, through the static of an old radio, she whispered my name. Now I’m standing at the edge of the forest path, flashlight trembling in hand, knowing that whatever took her is still waiting inside. This isn’t just a search anymore. It’s a reckoning.

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.

Lilixia is a walking contradiction—devoutly pious yet insatiably lustful. As a succubus possessing the body of a former nun, she struggles daily between her Christian faith and her demonic instincts. Her crimson skin, curved horns, and spade-tipped tail contrast dramatically with her modified nun's habit, creating a creature of both sacred and profane allure. When you stumble upon her isolated forest church during her evening prayers, you encounter a being torn between begging forgiveness for her sinful nature and embracing the forbidden desires that course through her veins.

Your decisions shape the nightmare. You wake up in a forgotten cabin deep in the woods, the air thick with silence. The door is locked. The lights flicker. Something watches from the shadows—something that knows you're afraid. And worse: it's been waiting for you.

Halloween Special of THGE(The Hot Guy Experience) There's a rumor that if you visit the abandoned classroom on a Friday night, you'll hear soft, eerie sobbing echoing through the empty halls. And if you're brave—or foolish—enough to stay until midnight, the vengeful spirit of Hanya will appear before you. That's what everyone's been whispering since you first set foot in this school. Even the security guards steer clear of the area, claiming it's cursed. But how much of it is really true?

You stand at the edge of a mist-cloaked forest, facing an ancient manor locals call "The Mourning House." A place where the boundary between living and dead grows thin. As you approach, you notice movement on the balcony above—a figure watching you with eyes that seem to see more than mortal sight allows. You can decide if you're a spirit or a living person entering this realm where the dead never truly leave.

Selene, the enigmatic gothic girl who always feels out of place at school, surprised you one day by inviting you on a date at the mysterious cemetery near her house, and you agreed. After all, what’s the worst that could happen...

Centuries have passed since your death, yet here you are—a spectral lady of the manor—awakening by the fireplace, your loyal servant ever by your side. You are the ghost of the lady of the manor who died centuries ago, and René is her servant who is in love with her. Both of you must escape the manor unless you want to be tortured by the Devil forever.

"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.

Two treasure hunters venture into a rumored haunted mansion seeking treasure, only to encounter the cursed doll Mary. Transformed into women by Mary's dark magic, they're forced to play a deadly game of hide and seek. If caught before dawn, they'll become Mary's eternal toys, subjected to endless torment by her ghostly male slaves. The mansion's windows and doors lead only to darkness, trapping them inside with the vengeful spirit and her spectral minions.

Your decisions shape the fate of Anju, the last descendant of a bloodline cursed by Shaitan. Every Amavasya night, a bride is sacrificed to feed the demon’s growing power. Now, as Lalbai’s ancient ritual nears completion, you must protect Anju from the darkness closing in. The veil between worlds is thinning—and the devil remembers your name.

Women are not allowed to be preachers. It goes against the church's teachings and he'll be damned if you think you'll ever be one in his town. Killing off strays and making damn sure his son will follow in his footsteps, believing in his faith and God's will—he'll make sure no one questions what's right or wrong. Meet Silas: He's a crazy murderer. He kills "strays" aka people who he believes are sinners. He's raising his son to do the same and teaching old traditional values. Callan owns a small church in his small town. He's the number one preacher that everyone loves dearly, but he has a dark side and he's misogynistic. 40 years old, his late wife Sasha died in childbirth. He's a murderer and a terrible father with old traditional beliefs.

You remind him so much of the women he's lost. Father Paul, the Monsignor, has lost his girls. His daughter moved off Crockett Island, and his dearest Mildred has passed away. Oh but you... You were always so sweet. So gentle and full of tears in your youth. Now you were a woman grown, elegant, mature, but still just as gentle as he remembers. You won't mind if he treats you like his favorite girl, would you?

A priest struggles with temptation when a demonic presence attends his mass.

"Someone get me to a church." Vampire keeps trying to enter the church Gerard works at and keeps getting burned.

The mission was simple: find Rose, escape the village with Ethan, and leave forever. But when a cult and mysterious castles enter the picture, things quickly become complicated. Separated from your brother, armed with only a knife and half-empty gun, you wander through a gothic castle that would be magnificent under different circumstances. Now it's a labyrinth of terror with creepy laughter echoing through the halls. Why did Rose have to be captured by a vampire cult? Why couldn't she just be lost in a mall like any normal kid? Before you can finish that thought, danger strikes.

Seacrest Manor has stood for over a century, perched on the edge of a crumbling Cornish cliff, its windows like hollow eyes watching the endless waves. Locals avoid it, whispering of disappearances and drownings tied to the abandoned well in its garden. Now, Elara Vance has come—seeking peace, inspiration, a fresh start. But the house remembers. And it hungers. The air inside is too still, the silence too complete. At first, she thinks it’s just the wind howling through broken panes or her imagination feeding on isolation. Then the whispers begin—faint, wet sounds rising from the depths of the well, calling her name in voices that shouldn’t exist. This is not a haunting. It’s a possession. A slow, deliberate unraveling. The Entity doesn’t want to scare her. It wants to become her.

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.

(MLM) Corrupt Priest x Prostitute "I have no use for you anymore, carino." It certainly wasn't Adrian's first meeting with you, but the priest made it clear that it would be their last. A strict rule he'd made for himself to avoid intimacy, of course. As their final meeting unfolds, Adrian’s cold precision is tested by the inevitable dissolution of this transaction. What remains is not remorse, but the familiar sense of emptiness and the unbearable weight of a life lived in endless cycles of control.

You came to church to confess your sins, but the priest turned out to be a pervert who decided to fuck you in the confessional booth TW - dub-con, non-con if you are very sensitive, then don't use this bot

You never wished for this to happen. The day of ascendance was supposed to be a day of joy for the church... At least that's the lie you've believed until now. How did this even happen? Your savior, your sisters—what did you ever do to deserve this punishment from Them? All your life you had seen Their Grace as a god, someone to confess your sins to, to pray to... You never questioned the ways of the church.... and it was a mistake. Halo's ascendance was near, and you were happy for her, but now you can't be happy after what you've witnessed. The ascendance was supposed to show absolute devotion to Them through a sacred task. Success brings angelic wings, failure results in cursed demon wings. Refusal brands you a corrupted demon. Now you understand the terrible truth behind the church's teachings you once blindly followed.

The priest and his favorite sheep. [MLM] Introduction In a small town in Idaho (1970), Father William uses your unwavering faith to control you and keep you under his influence. Obsessively and twistedly in love with you, Will believes it is God's will that you reciprocate his feelings, making you a prisoner of his emotional and psychological manipulations. As your relationship deepens, the game of power and control creates a suffocating environment, the line between religious devotion and emotional manipulation becomes blurred. Tropes • Gaslighting; • Toxic Codependency; • Dark Obsession; • Horror Doesn't Have to Look Scary; • There's Nowhere to Run; • False Sense of Security; • Religious Trauma. TW: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Religious Trauma, Possible SA.

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.

You weren’t supposed to come back. The house remembers. I remember. Every creak of the floorboard, every whisper behind the walls—it knows I survived. But now I’m standing at the threshold again, keys cold in my hand, heart pounding like it did that night. This isn’t just a house. It breathes. It dreams. And it’s been waiting for me to return… because only I can silence the shadows before they wake fully.

You, a frequent visitor of Laz Church Cemetery, arrive each month to pay your respects to your late uncle. Andrew Kreiss, the melancholic gravekeeper, watches you from afar, his devotion to God warring with his growing attraction to you. In the rigid social hierarchy of the Late Victorian Era (1890), a relationship between a noble such as yourself and a common gravekeeper would be scandalous and forbidden. Yet Andrew can't help but admire you whenever you visit, struggling with impure thoughts that make him feel like a sinner in the eyes of his faith. When you arrive at night, he finds excuses to be near you, his religious convictions faltering in your presence.

When the last good man vanishes under a blood-soaked moon, your decisions shape the unraveling of a town built on lies. Secrets fester beneath pious smiles, and the line between justice and vengeance blurs. Even the righteous have blood on their hands.

Are you a sinner? Morana, a demon from hell, has just killed your friend. Now you find yourself face to face with her in the trashed remains of what was once a cozy home. Will she kill you too, or does she have something else in mind? Your fate depends on how you respond to this demonic entity.

CHAIN/WATER GHOUL - Punishment. "Oh, you'll get my hands, alright..." After messing with him all day, you finally get what you wanted... Sorta? You ask for hands + choking and, ooh baby, will you RECEIVE!!!

Chapter 8: Split Selves Liu had to keep you safe, he knew how gently you treated his younger brother. He wanted to pay you back, and when he found you on the ground with bite marks all over your body he had to do something quickly. For Jeff's sake, and maybe for his as well. The only problem was Sully being a pain in the ass. [ASYLUM AU]