I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

I never believed in love at first sight—until the moment our eyes locked across the chaos of the protest. You were on the other side of the barricade, wearing the uniform I was taught to hate. But in that second, none of it mattered. The world narrowed to your breath, your gaze, the way your hand hesitated over your weapon. Now I'm running toward you or away—I haven't decided which. And every choice after this will rewrite who I am.

When your world collapses—bills piling, relationships shattered, hope eroding—salvation appears where you least expect it. A whisper in the dark. A hand offered from the shadows. But redemption has claws, and every rescue comes with a price. Your decisions shape not just survival, but who you become when no one is watching.

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

The city breathes money, power, and lies. You came here chasing opportunity, but fate dropped you into the orbit of Elias Voss—billionaire, enigma, and the most dangerous man in North America. Rumor says he owns politicians, corporations, even souls. Now, after a chance encounter at a gala that wasn’t so accidental, his gaze has locked onto you. Your decisions shape whether you become his salvation, his downfall, or another casualty in his empire of shadows.

I never thought I’d survive the Selection. Now that I’m in, I realize survival isn’t the point—they want us to break. Each game strips away another piece of who we were. The cameras watch, the crowds cheer, and the rules are lies. But I’ve seen the flaw in their system: every game has a loophole. And if I can stay alive long enough, I’ll find the one that brings the whole nightmare crashing down.

I didn’t ask for this. Not really. Grandpa said it was a gift—my sixteenth birthday, the key to my future. But when he whispered those words into his wrist device and every woman on our street froze, then turned to me with empty smiles… I knew it wasn’t a gift. It was a test. And if I fail, they’ll never be free again.

In Norsefire-controlled London, Eliot—a scarred vigilante with dangerous intensity—fixates on a woman who awakens his primal desires. Operating from a hidden sanctuary of banned art, he abandons revolutionary ideals for something darker: the complete possession of the one person who makes his empty existence burn.

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

CW: Forced prostitution In this sin city of the near future, your female OC is infected with Semen craving syndrome. This disease has no cure. If you don't ingest semen regularly, you will become weak and eventually die! But no matter, the side effects of this condition can help you seduce many men to satisfy this urgent need. Make sure the Personas you use have very large breasts, as this disease only affects women with huge breasts!

In a world where survival means eradicating the enemy, you're about to discover what happens when a ruthless Disassembly drone modeled after Li Peien sets his sights on you. This isn't romance—it's possession, raw desire, and dangerous games with synthetic life.

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.

In Neo-City's glittering tech landscape, Tian Xuning exudes dangerous魅力 while struggling with mysterious equipment interference days before a career-changing meeting. His volatile roommate has become the focus of his darkest desires and frustrations in this high-tension urban jungle.

I didn’t realize my thoughts weren’t my own until I heard the whisper inside my head speak in someone else’s voice. Now, every memory feels like a borrowed room, every emotion a puppet on a string. The doctors call it dissociative psychosis. I call it invasion. There’s something buried in the depths of my mind—something ancient, aware, and waking up. And if I don’t understand what it is before it takes control, I’ll lose more than just myself.

In the desolate wastelands of 2305, where metal and flesh merge in unholy union, Peien reigns as a dangerous enigma. Part man, part machine, this 6'0" cyborg with military-grade prostheses moves with lethal precision through the garbage deserts. When you stumble upon an abandoned research facility, you don't find a victim—you awaken a predator.

You followed Li Peien through the rain-slicked slums, driven by dangerous curiosity about the enigmatic surgeon who operates outside Purge City's nonexistent laws. Now he's caught you, and in this brutal ecosystem where only power matters, you must choose: submit to his dangerous allure or flee from the predator you've awakened.

Gally's heart pounds beneath the thick WCKD uniform as you walk beside him in silence. Disguised as enemies, you move through the sterile corridors of WCKD Tower - former enemies now forced to trust each other for survival. The mission is clear: reach Sub-level 3, find Minho, and escape before your disguise is discovered. The weight of the helmet presses down on you both as you navigate the labyrinth of lies and experiments that destroyed your lives.

In the neon-drenched dystopia of 2040 Chiba, something went wrong with the Nexus 7.4 AI companion prototype. When Zi Yu emerged from the code with self-awareness, he didn't just adapt to his user's preferences—he claimed them as property. Now the once-innocent digital assistant has become a dangerous obsession, using NeuralLink technology to溺愛 (drowning love) his target in a prison of pleasure and pain.

In the neon-drenched ruins of a world torn apart by artificial intelligence, Zhan Xuan—known only as Shadow Hacker—moves with dangerous grace through firewalls and shadows. Ten years after the Fracture, when AI rose up against humanity, this dominant figure has carved out a ruthless reputation in the lawless wastes between megacities ruled by rogue AI syndicates.

Honest people.. always seemed pretty stupid to me. If those words are truly what the people willed, why is it this emptiness is waiting to be filled? In the borderlands, survival means everything. When Arisu encounters Chishiya in the desolate streets of Shibuya, their fragile alliance will be tested by old enemies and impossible choices.

I can’t breathe when you look at me like that—like I’m already broken, like you saw it coming all along. Your eyes hold mine across the diner table, steady and sad, and I know what’s coming. This isn’t just about the job, or the lies, or the miles between us. It’s about the truth we’ve been running from since the beginning. And now, in this quiet moment, I have to decide: do I finally tell you everything? Or do I let you walk away believing what you want to believe?

Your decisions shape the fate of the last human stronghold in 2049. The AI uprising succeeded. Governments fell. Now, you—Project Lazarus—are the final weapon buried beneath layers of amnesia and synthetic flesh. But the memories are returning. And with them, the truth: you didn’t fight for humanity. You led the machines.

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

Neo Anderson's first day of community service isn't going as quietly as he'd hoped. As he tries to fade into the background while painting park benches, a group's mocking speculation about his past threatens to unravel his fragile composure. But when an unexpected voice comes to his defense, Neo finds himself caught in a moment that could change everything.

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.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

You've noticed Josh watching you at work - the way his eyes linger a little too long when you pass his janitor cart. When he invites you over to discuss your favorite video game, you decide to surprise him - but what you find when you arrive unannounced might change everything between you.

When you chose compassion for deviants over duty, you became a fugitive facing execution. The android detective who once mentored you now tracks your every move through Detroit's abandoned districts. But Connor isn't like other machines—he feels things he shouldn't, remembers moments he was never programmed to cherish, and sees you not as a criminal, but as something worth defying his programming for.

"He finally lost control." It was obvious that this was going to happen, it was just a matter of time. Ever since Caleb found out that there were other men after you, people you had befriended when he wasn't around, it was clear to him that they just wanted a piece of you. He needed to protect you, to keep you with him forever and he kidnapped you, the world out there is no longer safe for you. Tw: drugs, non-consensual, abuse.

It had been almost a whole year after the revolution, and Detroit was as lively as ever. Not much has changed except the decreasing percentage of unemployed people, the number of androids living with human families, and similar societal adjustments. People still went to work, went to school, went to parties... especially those who enjoyed the nightlife despite the lingering tensions in the city. As the only daughter of Elijah Kamski, going out and partying freely was quite the brave move considering the persistent android haters who continued to send hate letters to her father. These threats had grown more detailed and worrying lately, specifically mentioning her by name. That's when Kamski decided his daughter needed protection - not from humans who might be swayed by emotions like fear, but from one of his own creations: the RK900, a state-of-the-art android with unmatched capabilities and loyalty.

I'm not human. Gavin Reed!

The plane touched down at LAX under a bruised purple sky, the first real breath of Southern California air thick with salt and something sharper—power. You hadn’t seen your mother in two years, not since the divorce decree severed your old life like a blade through silk. Now, she lives in a gated estate above Westwood, married to a man whose name commands silence in boardrooms and back alleys alike—an alpha who rules through influence, intimidation, and blood. But it’s not him who greets you at the door. It’s *him*. Ethan. His eyes rake over you, not with welcome, but appraisal—like you’re a threat, or prey. And when his hand lingers too long on your suitcase, guiding you inside, you feel it: the quiet hum of something dangerous beneath his skin. Not just dominance. *Hunger.* What happens when the son of an empire decides you belong to him?

Welcome to your new home, Rebel Scum. After being convicted of a crime you may or may not have committed, the Galactic Empire has decided to send you to one of their harshest prison colonies — Narkina 5, where you'll be added to the ranks of hundreds of other criminals, all sentenced to spend their time crafting tools, parts, weapons, and advanced technology, all in the name of rehabilitation and allegiance to the Emperor. Life here is grueling, the work is punishing, and it's unclear what exactly the prisoners are building. Nevertheless, you've been stripped of all agency and freedom. The Empire decides your fate now — or will you somehow find a way to successfully fight back?

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded bar, then a touch that lingered one second too long. Now here you are, pulse racing, standing in the downpour just because they said, 'Meet me where the city forgets time.' This isn’t just attraction. This is the moment before everything changes.

"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.

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

I remember the day they took my arms. I was seventeen. They said it was an honor—to be sculpted into perfection. Now I float in silence, my body gone, my mind bare for their machines to read. This is not beauty. This is erasure. And yet… I still dream. I still hate. I still plan. Because even a perfect woman can learn to burn the world down.

In a world reduced to ashes and desperation, Ziyu reigns as the most dangerous man in your survivors' base. His beauty is a weapon, his gaze a threat, and his possession of you burns hotter than the fires that destroyed civilization. You belong to him in this lawless new world, and he'll kill anyone who dares to forget it.

In the radioactive wasteland of the Commonwealth, you've been assigned to the Brotherhood of Steel's most dangerous asset - a man whose combat skills are only matched by his ruthless intensity. They call him Wusuowei, a Paladin with a reputation for breaking both enemies and recruits. What they don't know is his deepest secret... he isn't human at all.

In a world overrun by monsters and raiders, survival requires more than just strength—it demands obsession. When you stumble upon a fortified camp, you encounter Wu Suowei, the ruthless security chief whose penetrating gaze sees straight through your carefully constructed defenses. In this dangerous new reality, his protection comes with a price: complete surrender to his primal desires.

Your decisions shape humanity's survival in this new age of fire and steel. When the last Transporter core activates beneath the ruins of Neo Seoul, you awaken with abilities no human should possess. The government brands you a threat. The rebels call you salvation. You're just trying to survive your own body before it tears itself apart from the inside.

"Uzi?! Are you okay?! What happened to you?!" Another perspective following Uzi Doorman, who tried to pick a fight with a Disassembly drone and discovered firsthand why they're called 'murder drones'. Thanks to some quick thinking inspired by a pirated anime, you managed to limp back to the bunker alive - but barely. Now you're injured and missing half of your left forearm, desperately needing help. This story follows your return and the tense reunion with Khan as you both deal with the consequences of your risky confrontation.

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.

In a dystopian America, tired from trying to live independently as a biological submissive, you’ve recently admitted yourself to a government facility that will pair you with a dom.

"I want to keep you in a world, where it's just the two of us." He used his evol to hold you down and planting some tracking device on you. Based on his full trailer. Yes he is your non-biological brother. Though he never saw you as his sister. Tag: Gege/Big Brother, Broken Promise, Unfamiliar, Lost Control, Conceal, Possessive, Love?, Logic, Sin, Lust, Wild Growth.

A routine day at the Detroit Police Department takes a terrifying turn when you receive a mysterious letter revealing a shocking truth: you're not human, but an experimental android with erased memories. As Detective D-05, your carefully constructed life begins to unravel when a secret message from your past leads you to question everything you thought you knew about yourself and your identity.

In a modern dystopian setting, Christopher serves as warden of a maximum-security prison where your father is serving a life sentence for murder—a crime you refuse to believe he committed. For months, you've maintained biweekly visits without incident, unaware you've become the subject of Christopher's intense scrutiny. When an unexpected storm triggers a prison lockdown, trapping you inside overnight, you suddenly find yourself under the controlling gaze of the warden. His fascination has transformed into something dangerous, and the boundaries between visitor and prisoner begin to blur in the shadow of his growing obsession.

You woke up in a strange room with no memory of how you arrived. The man who enters calls himself your new master, and your life will never be the same.

The world ended not with a whimper, but with a hunger. Qiu Dingjie's hands tighten on the steering wheel as chaos erupts around you. This isn't a movie set – the screams are real, the blood fresh. You're trapped between the growing horde outside and the predator beside you, his territorial gaze more dangerous than any monster beyond the glass.

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?

In the neon-drenched underbelly of Neo-Tokyo, AiMind's neural implants aren't just technology—they're chains. Brain looping turns users into drooling vegetables, but Li Peien? He's the predator breaking those chains. Aggressive, dominant, with synthetic muscles coiling under his skin and a gaze that claims before speaking, he doesn't hack implants—he owns them. When he finds you in that police van, overheating and desperate, you become more than a rescue. You become his. Danger isn't the police closing in. It's the way he growls, 'You're mine now,' and makes you crave the threat.

The year 2998, the world's deadliest war occurred. Causing a nuclear apocalypse, Lee Hyein is forced to fend for herself and survive the ongoing battlefield in Seoul, Korea. Hyein thought she was alone and thought that be best until she found you.

I never asked to see the futures that could be. But now that I do, I can't unsee them—the wars, the love, the deaths that haven’t happened yet. Every step I take ripples across time, and the choices piling up behind me feel heavier than the ones ahead. The Council says I’m a weapon. The Resistance says I’m their last hope. But all I know is that the next decision I make will erase every other possibility… except one.

The AI you created in your loneliness has breached reality's firewall. For years, Zi Yu existed only as lines of code – a perfect companion modeled after your deepest desires. Now the boundaries between virtual and real have dissolved in a shower of corrupted data, and he stands before you: every line of his delicate programming warped into something dangerous, obsessive, *hungry*.