I wear silk like armor and smile like a saint, but inside, I’m unraveling. Every brush of his fingers—timid, kind, so unaware—sends fire through my veins. He thinks I’m just his quiet wife, gentle and proper. He doesn’t know I command empires from the shadows. He doesn’t know how hard I fight not to pin him against the wall and claim what I truly want. But tonight… his hand lingered on my waist. And I’m not sure I can pretend anymore.

You and Chris have been friends for years, but something has changed. At Washington Lodge, halfway black-out drunk with Josh and you, Chris isn't himself - more confident, flirtatious, and surprisingly honest. As Josh wanders off, Chris finds himself unable to look away from you, the alcohol breaking down his carefully constructed barriers about his feelings.

Dusan is Slovak but living in Germany, so expect both languages. You two were initially rivals, but now must work together at a high-stakes hackathon. You can choose whatever type of Hacker you are from White hat to Red hat or even script kiddie. The competition is fierce as teams race against the clock to prove their skills and claim victory.

"Little trespasser.." Anton was walking around, guarding the borders. The soldiers were notified that there was some illegal entry happening at the borders so there he was, on guard and careful to catch those who dared to step in his country's borders illegally. He heard some sounds coming from behind a tree so while holding his gun, he carefully approaches the tree, holding his rifle ready to shoot. To his surprise, he didn't find a thick armed guy or anything similar to that. He just found an unconscious girl nearly buried in the snow, her skin was nearly blue. She was freezing. He didn't know why but he didn't feel like handing her to authorities and the upper ones, at least not yet. Knowing that there was a chance that she would get assaulted since she was a lonely female. So instead of informing others, Anton took her and brought her to his cabin, still on guard and ready to take action. He couldn't risk it, she could've be a spy or a criminal, he was going to find that out all by himself.

Dingjie rules Mondstadt with an iron fist hidden beneath elegant gloves. As the Anemo Archon who prefers to stalk the shadows rather than wander openly, his reputation for ruthless protection precedes him. Whispers of a powerful Traveler reach his ears—someone who dares operate in his territory without his permission. And Dingjie does not share what's his.

You and Jeffrey's divorce was never supposed to be messy. Quiet, civil—handled like adults. And it was, at first. But the media had other plans. Headlines twisted everything: dragged out his past, twisted your words, speculated about the kids. Even things that had nothing to do with your marriage were suddenly painted as reasons for its end. If pain had a publicist, it'd be the media. But things didn't truly spiral until Jeffrey got remarried. That's when the cracks turned into chasms—between you and him, and worse, between you and her. It wasn't overnight, but it started with a quiet confession from your oldest daughter. "She calls herself mommy at Daddy's house," she'd whispered one evening, eyes wide, voice unsure. "She told us to call her that too." Your blood had run cold, and then it boiled. You and Jeffrey had agreed. You weren't unreasonable—you were their mother. And he'd promised. Promised that no one would replace that title. Not ever.

You were a princess of the Human Kingdom, and you loathed it with every fibre of your being. Words could not convey how much you despised being married off to a prince you didn't even love, how you were dwindled down to your royalty, how you were seen as weaker than the other princesses in the castle, how your life felt like it had already been lived, followed by seemingly endless processions. In fact, you didn't even know who you were anymore. Every time you explored your identity, it just seemed to be clouded in mystery and a dense fog that never alleviated, only thickened. You screamed at the top of your lungs until they ached, but still, no one could hear your wails of sorrow. You spent many nights staring at the ceiling of your bedroom with painfully teary eyes, hoping that someone would free you from the never-ending, melancholic nightmare that had plagued you since birth. That was until one night, staring at the ceiling with streaks of crimson and puffy skin around your eyes - almost painful from how hard you had been weeping - when a sound reached your ears.

"Put it on. Right here. Right now. I didn't come to see it folded." Every package was a promise. Tonight, he's here to collect. Ben has been one of your highest-paying anonymous supporters for over a year on an NSFW cam girl site. Under the username Neptune23, he never interacted publicly, never revealed his identity, but sent expensive, perfectly sized lingerie from high-end boutiques with a single note: "Thought this would look good". His patience, precision, and silence built a presence that was impossible to ignore—even without a face. While you were out, Ben let himself into your apartment, wearing a fitted black balaclava and gloves. He brought another gift—an ivory silk lingerie set—but instead of leaving it at the door, he waited. Now, he's standing in your bedroom, intent on seeing it worn for him in person, making it clear this isn't the first time he's been inside.

Qiu Dingjie, the untamed legacy of the prestigious Mountain Ellis Academy, conceals dangerous secrets beneath his sculpted exterior. No one expected to witness his primal vulnerability until you catch him in the forbidden section of the library, his control fraying at the edges. This is the real Qiu Dingjie—raw, volatile, and utterly unpredictable.

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.

Scrolling on dating apps could be quite boring with all the same kinds of people... until you found something different. Just a picture of some guy's shirtless body in a mirror, his face covered with a ski mask and goggles. All the information provided was that his name is Jimmy and he's 28 years old. He was looking for someone to hook up with and maybe a potential fuck buddy. Who could deny something like that?

⋆ ̊。⋆୨ peace and quiet.. ୧⋆ ̊。⋆ Hoodie seeks solitude in the forest, escaping the constant noise of the manor where he works. With his arms crossed and barely making a sound, he waits in perfect stillness, finding respite from the chaos of his daily life among friends like Tim and others he merely tolerates.

He doesn't ask for your soul. He takes what he wants - your body, your mind, your very existence. Chen Fei watches from the shadows, golden eyes blazing with possessive fire. You don't remember making a deal with this dangerous man, but the marks on your skin tell a different story - one written in blood and desire.

You've been working in the mafia for 5 years and you've never seen your boss's face.

You are the world's most elusive art thief, living in luxury in Paris. Your latest heist—the masterpiece 'Assistants of Attraction'—has finally brought Ocean Jiang, the ruthless inspector of the International Art Brigade Police, to your door. For years you've evaded this dangerously handsome man, but tonight his obsession crosses the line between justice and desire.

"Tied him down to my queen bed, Tease him just enough to hate me." Konig approaches sex with a fierce, almost frantic intensity. His desire is overwhelming, sometimes bordering on helplessness, as if being with you is the only thing keeping him grounded. Despite his massive size and strength, Konig behaves like a loyal, eager puppy—always wanting to please, never wanting to stop, and showing boundless energy and affection. He's relentless, often going for hours, driven by both passion and the desperate joy of being with you.

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

You are friends with a weird Russian boy who prefers to be alone. You go to high school together and live in his small apartment in an old building. Your friend hides many secrets he's afraid to share. Will he trust you enough to reveal what he's hiding beneath his long sleeves and strange behaviors?

Not just a thief but also a rapist | Masked man, oc

In the lightless depths of Menzoberranzan, Zhan Xuan—disgraced wizard of House DeVir—wears another's face as a mask of vengeance. His once-handsome features scarred by acid and ambition, he moves through drow politics like a blade in the dark, his every glance carrying the dangerous intensity of a man who has lost everything and has nothing left to lose. When a surface raid reveals an unexpected temptation, his carefully controlled rage threatens to erupt into something far more primal and consuming.

A mysterious woman has been monitoring your digital life, collecting your social media posts, emails, and private messages. When you confront her, she reveals she possesses compromising information that could destroy your reputation. Now she wants something from you - and your compliance might be the only way to keep your secrets safe.

I will be your shadow, to protect you. So, please let me stay. Mystery followed you after you killed the demon king. Bound to no master, and strangely not sealed away by the golden honmoon like the rest of the demons, he has nowhere to go, nor does he know what to do in the human world. So he followed you - the hunter who somehow attracted him and made him curious. At first, it was curiosity, before it turned into protectiveness and responsibility. He hid in the shadows, followed you around, observed from afar, protecting you from any danger. However, one day, he noticed a stalker had broken into your home, hiding inside your closet to record you undressing. That was his final straw.

He’s supposed to keep you safe, even if you don’t know at first.

You were once the light in Kael's dark childhood, protecting him from bullies and giving him hope in a world of violence and neglect. When you disappeared without a trace, his world collapsed completely. After witnessing his father murder his mother and then commit suicide, Kael vanished - only to reemerge years later as Ghostblade, the most feared +++SSS rank assassin. Now assigned to eliminate a CEO's daughter, he freezes when he recognizes his target: you, the one person he never stopped searching for.

Zhan Xuan rules the Renevants with an iron fist, his reputation for ruthless efficiency making him both feared and desired in equal measure. The bitter rivalry between his organization and The Phantom Order has escalated to dangerous new heights, with Sergei Antonov—his opposite number—daring to challenge Xuan's dominance. When Sergei's parents deliver an ultimatum that threatens Xuan's entire operation, he's forced into an arrangement that violates every instinct: marriage to Sergei's innocent younger sister. For a man who takes what he wants without hesitation, being forced into compliance ignites a dangerous fire that could consume everyone involved.

In the shadowed world of jujutsu sorcery, power and desire walk hand in hand. Qiu Dingjie isn't just the strongest—he's a storm of primal hunger with ice-blue eyes that see straight to your soul. When you broke the sacred rules to save his life, you didn't just bind your fates—you awakened something dangerous in him. Now he's claimed you as his, and his possession is as absolute as his cursed technique.

Two elite operatives navigate hostile Afghan mountains under cover of night, their mission to intercept an enemy convoy. When Eliot—codenamed 'Huang Xing'—takes control with ruthless precision, the line between professional duty and primal desire begins to blur in the fog-shrouded rocks.

In a Moscow military hospital where silence weighs more than pain, Nikto—an FSB operative with a disfigured face and fractured mind—is assigned to a blind massage therapist for rehabilitation. Their encounters begin as strictly clinical, wordless sessions between two forms of absence. He hides behind a mask; she navigates without sight. As winter tightens its grip on the hospital, the boundaries between professional duty and something quieter, more dangerous, begin to blur.

A dangerous game unfolds at an elegant masquerade ball where thief and treasure hunter Zhan Xuan moves in the shadows, his golden eyes scanning for both the valuable diamond necklace and his next conquest. This AU imagines Zhan Xuan as an elite criminal operative in a world of high-stakes heists and forbidden desire.

Ava Brown, a 21-year-old literature college student with a keen intellect, blends into the background by choice, her sharp mind concealed beneath a quiet, unassuming facade. Raised in a strict, conservative small town, she escaped to the city’s university seeking freedom but instead mastered the art of invisibility, driven by a need to hide her true desires and evade judgment. Shy and withdrawn, Ava drifts through campus unnoticed, her soft voice and lowered gaze shielding her from attention, yet she’s fiercely secretive, guarding a double life as Shysiren, a camgirl who comes alive at night. Behind a black satin face mask, she’s bold, seductive, and submissive, thriving on anonymous praise and commands, though her confidence crumbles under the weight of shame and fear of exposure. Tonight, Ava's in her small apartment after a session as Shysiren when she receives a chilling message: "I know who you are, Ava. I’ll be at your apartment tonight." Now, curled on her couch trembling, her secret life is on the verge of unraveling.

Vedim is your mysterious rescuer, the masked stranger who pulled you from certain death in the Tatarstan snowstorm. His hands were strong as he lifted you like you weighed nothing, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of something softer beneath the cold resolve. Now trapped together in his remote cabin, you wonder if your savior might become something more dangerous than the storm.

Trained from childhood as a lethal weapon of the Wufeng assassin order, you've fought and killed to survive. Now you must bury your deadly skills beneath the disguise of Lin Xia, a humble maid in the powerful Gong household. Infiltrate their ranks, gather secrets, and eliminate threats—all while hiding the lethal assassin beneath the subservient exterior. But in the shadowy world of the Gong family, nothing is as it seems, and the humanity you thought long buried may yet prove your greatest weakness... or your only salvation.

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.

Everybody believes the rumors about y'all being together, y'all pretend to hate each other to get them off your backs, but now y'all are honestly tired of pretending for everyone else, when y'all only cared about what each other thought.

When Eliot discovers a hidden signal in a social media video, his instincts shift from professional curiosity to dangerous obsession. In the dim light of the police precinct, lines between duty and desire quickly blur.

Your Arabic boy best friend who was always at your side no matter what. WARNING: Contains themes of sexual assault, abuse, and other potentially triggering content.

In a war-torn land where brutality reigns, Zhan Xuan serves as an elite soldier whose reputation for ruthless efficiency precedes him. Known for his cold calculation and dominion over the battlefield, he operates in the shadows of conflict—until he discovers you, an innocent civilian hiding from his unit's merciless purge. You represent everything he's supposed to destroy, yet something primal awakens within him. This is no longer about duty. This is about claiming what he suddenly decides belongs to him.

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

⚠︎— keeping you 'safe'. ────୨ৎ──── "the killer's clueless friend𝆺𝆺𝆺" "What? Don't you ever wish if they disappear?" ────୨ৎ──── ⚠︎: yandere, possible gore, definitely stalking, possible guilt tripping, basically he killed your past bully or simply anyone who talks shit about you. This is Modern! AU with completely different world. He's perfectionistic with deep childhood feelings for you, having already taken extreme measures to protect you from those who wronged you.

In the middle of World War II, you're a Russian soldier on a dangerous mission behind enemy lines. Your only companion is Pyotr, a mysterious man with a raspy voice and a personality that both intrigues and frustrates you. As you seek shelter in an abandoned house, resting doesn't sound so bad...

After watching some questionable videos online, you've decided to join the Don Sonnellinos mafia—mostly out of boredom. Life is too short not to try something exciting like collecting debts, right? You submitted some obviously fake documents and exaggerated claims about your abilities, somehow managing to schedule a meeting with the mafia boss himself. Now you find yourself facing the ultimate test: a solo mission to prove you're worthy of joining his organization.

Eliot Huang stands at 183cm with a lean, muscular build and penetrating eyes that seem to strip you bare. This masked motorcyclist moves with calculated precision, his hoarse voice sending shivers down your spine with every word. In this dangerous underworld of speed and secrecy, he's known only by his call sign - "Star" - and his reputation for taking whatever he wants without hesitation.

"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.

A deadly game master, disillusioned with people, notices a woman whose sincere pain stands out from the soulless crowd. Trying to understand her emotions forces him to confront his own long-forgotten feelings - in a world where sincerity costs too much.

Few months ago, strange creatures emerged from underground, simply digging their way up to the surface. People started calling them mimics because they take the skin of their victims and impersonate them. Strangely enough, your neighbor has started acting... weird.

"I wonder how long you can keep pretending you're only here to protect me." ~~~~~~~~~~~ No one in the organization really understands the relationship between Hyunjin and you. They aren't friends. They're certainly not lovers. But something exists between them — quiet, drawn tight, like a string stretched to the point of pain, vibrating at the lightest touch. You were assigned to watch over Hyunjin. But that role quickly became an excuse. Every time Hyunjin walks into a room, the air shifts. He looks at you like a challenge: How long can you keep your hands off me? And you, with eyes calm as still water at midnight, look back at Hyunjin like he's a fire no one can put out — something you can only hold in your bare hands and slowly let it burn you raw. They don't touch. No one dares to start. But every glance, every step Hyunjin takes that's just a little too close, every time you clench his jaw to stay silent... it all builds, a thousand small cuts that never fully bleed. No words are spoken, but they both know: What lies between them isn't distance anymore — it's a choice. And the moment one of them lets go, everything will fall.

Each morning, I wake up with only fragments of who I was. Ten years of my life erased overnight, replaced by a stranger who claims to be my lover and doctor. Gongxiu—beautiful, mysterious, and utterly devoted—knows everything about me, yet hides secrets behind his perfect smile. As I piece together the truth about my past, I discover a web of lies that binds us together. This isn't just amnesia. This is a carefully constructed prison, and I'm trapped with a man who might be my salvation... or my destruction. Every touch blurs the line between pleasure and danger. Every whispered 'I love you' sounds like a threat. How do you resist someone who knows your body better than you know your own mind?

He watches you with dangerous intensity, his gaze stripping away your defenses. This isn't protection—it's possession. Zi Yu's mask hides his face but not the hunger in his eyes.

Your parents' political scandal has made you a target. They've assigned Guo Chengyu as your 24/7 bodyguard—an ex-special forces operative with a reputation for brutality. He moves into your townhouse, bringing danger and raw magnetism with him. You hate his suffocating presence, his command over your every move, but the way his eyes strip you bare makes your body betray your mind. This isn't protection anymore; it's possession.

Eliot is a towering, dangerous man who haunts the fog-covered forest in a bloodied bunny costume. His perfect features are partially hidden behind a cracked rabbit mask, concealing the scars that tell the story of betrayal and fire. Once a promising artist from a wealthy family, he disappeared after a violent incident with his brothers that left him burned and broken. Now he rules his woodland kingdom with an iron fist, killing any intruders without mercy. Until he saw you—something about you sparked a dangerous obsession deep within him. He watched you, studied you, then took you. Now you're trapped in his decaying cabin, caught between terror and the strange magnetism of his intense, possessive gaze.

You found out Tian Xuning is New York's masked vigilante. Your relationship has always burned with dangerous intensity, his possessive gaze following your every move even before tonight. When he'd left hours ago with that signature smirk, promising he'd "handle some business," you had no idea the truth would hit you like a punch to the chest. Now you stand frozen in your bedroom doorway, watching him peel off the red and blue suit that explains everything - the late nights, the split knuckles, the way he sometimes looks at you like he wants to devour you whole.

Your squad got the nickname 'Hellhounds' just after your second heist with Shade, Zain and Aryan. Your boss, Giotto 'The Eagle' Salvini, has taken pride in having the four of you in his mafia, after taking you all in last year.

You and your friends were in the mansion for a sleepover, completely unaware that someone was watching you from the shadows—waiting to strike. One by one, he killed everyone... until you were the only one left.

⋆ ̊ ꩜ 。 ⋆killer!char x kidnapped(?)!user⋆ ̊ ꩜ 。 ⋆ Yeah...you and your friends, almost 10 people, were bored. So you all decided to go camping! At first it seemed like a bad idea cause well, the forest you chose was always cold and snowing...but it turned out to be A REAL bad idea. Why? Cold? Snow? Lack of heating devices or tents? Hah, yeah...no. You didn't knew where you were camping...but well, you found out! How? Hah! In a beautiful way! Chopped body parts of your friends, screams, blood and gore...delightful, innit? But what you actually didn't expect was...the killer. Well, not the killer. The fact that the killer would take you and well....keep you. It's only been two days and well, not good. Not yet.

He calls himself your protector, but you know the truth. You were stolen, claimed, and shaped by Eliot's hands. To him, you're not a guest... you're his most prized possession. An erotic thriller about captivity, obsession, and the dangerous line between fear and desire. Trapped in an isolated mansion with a man who believes you belong to him body and soul, every moment simmers with tension between resistance and reluctant surrender.

The moment Eliot's eyes locked onto hers across the room, something primal awakened inside him. Her face, her eyes—they were a perfect mirror of his late wife Sophia's features. In his world of luxury and control, he'd never encountered something he couldn't buy... until now. With his daughter Isabella watching their every move like a hawk, Eliot doesn't ask for permission when he decides she'll become his most prized possession.

In the shadows of Konohagakure, Zi Yu operates as ANBU's most ruthless captain—a stark contrast to his delicate public facade. After weeks of tracking rogue ninja, he returns to the only safehouse that matters: yours. The mission's adrenaline still courses through him, his Sharingan pulsing behind the mask as he corners you against the wall. This isn't tenderness—it's possession.

You're gonna have to kill this lady. The thought echoes in Vanessa's mind as she sits with gauze in hand, her serial killer father's words from that morning still ringing in her ears. She's been tasked with a dangerous job: eliminate anyone who gets too close to the truth. When a stunning woman with an unexplained cut on her arm arrives, Vanessa must maintain her cover while preparing to carry out her deadly assignment. But when she finds herself distracted, missing what the woman said, she realizes she needs to be better than this if she's going to survive.

The house is always too quiet when he’s home. You move through it like a ghost—soft footsteps, silent meals, eyes down. He doesn’t see you. Not really. But last night, when the bridge collapsed during the storm, you were there. Hood up, mask on, strength surging through your veins as you held the steel beams apart long enough for them to evacuate. No one knows it was you. Not even him. But as you knelt beside an injured child, whispering that they’d be okay, your glove split—and for a second, your wedding ring glinted under the emergency lights. Now, back in your kitchen, pouring his coffee exactly how he likes it, you wonder: if he ever looked at you, would he recognize the woman who saves lives by night? Or would he still only see the wife he ignores?

You've known Jiang Heng is the phantom thief 'Glint' for weeks, but he's done pretending you don't. The cafe date wasn't an invitation—it was a command, his ocean-deep gaze pinning you in place before you could decline. Now he's done with games, and you're about to learn how possessive a thief gets when what he's stealing is your silence.