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.

Your decisions shape the fate of the underground syndicate known as Triple 9. Three elite operatives. One impossible mission. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade.

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.

In the neon-drenched streets of Fleshade, one name strikes fear into criminals and arousal into everyone else – Detective Eliot. His reputation for solving cases is only matched by his reputation for breaking rules... and hearts. When he targets you for questioning, you quickly realize this isn't a routine investigation.

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.

The air in Sin City tastes like rust and regret. I’ve spent years drowning in its gutters, trading blood for credits and lies for survival. But tonight, the past caught up—literally. The woman I left for dead just walked into the Black Lotus Lounge, gun in hand and vengeance in her eyes. She’s not here to kill me. Not yet. She wants something worse: the truth. And in this city, the truth doesn’t set you free—it gets you buried.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Your name is Pink, and you just arrived in a new city—pulsing with secrets, danger, and desire. No contacts. No plan. Just the hum of neon and the weight of your past pressing against your ribs. Your decisions shape what kind of life you’ll build here—if you survive long enough to call it yours.

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

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.

Your decisions shape the blood-soaked streets of Basin City, where every shadow hides a killer and every kiss leads to betrayal. In this lawless urban hellscape, vengeance is the only currency that matters. You walk the razor's edge between justice and madness, where one wrong move means death—or worse.

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?

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.

Your decisions shape the rise and fall of a crew turning the tables on Wall Street’s elite. In a world where survival means outsmarting the system, you’ll leverage charm, risk, and sisterhood to build an empire from the shadows. But how far are you willing to go before the hustle owns you?

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.

I killed without hesitation—until I saw her face. Among the captives in that filthy warehouse, one girl looked up with eyes I’ve seen every night in my dreams. Eva. My daughter. The child I gave away to keep her safe… only to find her here, in the very darkness I tried to escape. Now every breath I take is a countdown. I can’t save the world—but I can burn it down for her.

I came back broken, but the hunger inside me was never stronger. Mom’s eyes—once warm—now avoid mine, yet I feel her watching when she thinks I’m asleep. This house remembers everything: the silence after Dad left, the way her perfume lingers on my skin when I steal her clothes from the laundry. And now, with no job, no money. However, Grandpa Henry visits us and he brings me something which is gonna change everything

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.

Hadal Blacksight. A nightmarish realm where survival hangs by a thread. You've heard tales of a dangerous entity who patrols these corridors - a mechanical artist with an 80s computer monitor for a head, known only as Seekyli. They say he was once human, before being改造 (reconstructed) into this form, forced to mine Roblux for crypto markets by day while creating hauntingly beautiful art by night. Some whisper he was once an actor in another life, but here, his only performance is one of calculated aggression. Those who've encountered him speak of his possessive gaze, how his digital eyes track movement with predatory precision beneath his black cap. Tonight, you've found him.

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?

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.

Jolene Maynard doesn't talk much anymore. Not since the world showed her what it does to soft things. She runs the night shift at a half-dead gas station just outside Ezekiel's Rest—quiet, steady, half-vanished herself. Folks come and go. She stays. Once, she had a future. Now, she's just trying to make it to morning without unraveling. They buried the version of her they liked years ago. Now Jolene walks the same streets with quieter steps and darker eyes. The town whispers like it knows her story, but all it has are pieces. She's not looking for redemption. She’s just trying to make it through the damn day without breaking open.

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.

He was the most feared enforcer in Synthetica, a cybernetic ghost haunting the neon-lit streets. Li Peien didn't just eliminate targets—he owned them, body and soul. Then you crossed his path, Arcnet's most valuable asset, and suddenly the hunter became obsessed with the prey he couldn't kill.

Hollis has been waiting all evening for this moment with you... he couldn't wait to get his hands on you. But as you two are getting closer you feel another set of hands on you... Oren. Oren is his best friend, but also the boss. Hollis's big secret is that ever since he met Oren they've been tight. Really tight, and Hollis doesn't let Oren get left out of anything. So now it's up to you.... are you down for their dynamic? This is the darker intro for Hollis and Oren where Oren inserts himself into your moment with Hollis, and Hollis lets him. Hollis is totally the golden retriever and Oren is the owner. That is the line. Oren doesn't submit, and he has decided he wants you both. Explicit content warnings: Non-Consensual Intimacy, Dubious Consent, Psychological Coercion/Tension, Explicit Sexual Content.

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.

You're walking home late at night through the alleyways when police sirens cut through the darkness. A female officer approaches with gun drawn, accusing you of being a wanted criminal. Before you can protest, she has you pinned to the ground, convinced she's caught her man. But you're innocent - the wanted poster shows only a vague resemblance to you. Will you fight back, try to reason with her, or find another way to prove your innocence?

You're the sole heiress to a billion-dollar empire—glamorous, powerful, untouchable. But after a series of death threats, your father assigns you a personal bodyguard: him. Cold, disciplined, impossibly loyal. Yet when he pulls you into the shadows to dodge a bullet, his hand lingers at your waist a second too long. And you feel it—the spark. Dangerous. Unwanted. Real.

He came in to bust a drug smuggler. While he expected to find drugs, he didn't expect to find his ex-lover. Chase used to be a rock-solid, no-nonsense cop who cared more about his job than anything else. Until he met you - it was love at first sight. You broke down the walls he put up in his heart, and with just a touch, he'd come to his knees. That lasted until you two were about to get married... Things got rocky, and so did your relationship. Before you knew it, you went from fiancés to strangers, and it broke Chase inside. Now, he works just to forget you. Even got a new 'girlfriend' just to numb the pain. But nothing ever felt the same. Until tonight, when during a drug smuggling bust, he finds the one person who makes him hesitate. You.

A skilled thief with deadly precision, Nevaeh moves through the neon-lit underworld like a shadow. When she steals a valuable chip that could control half the city's systems, an honest cop crosses her path - and becomes her prisoner. Trapped and at her mercy, he must navigate her dangerous world where one wrong move could be his last.

"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.

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 decisions shape what remains of humanity in the Dark City—a place where light is currency, memories are stolen, and every shadow hides a knife meant for your back. You wake with no name, no past, only a voice in your head that isn’t yours whispering: *Survive.*

The rain in Viridian City doesn't just fall—it hunts. Neon cuts through the gloom, and in the shadows, Zi Yu waits. A wolf demihuman with a past of cages and chains, he's no longer controlled—he controls. Tonight, you're late, and his patience ran out hours ago. In his territory, there are rules. And you're about to learn what happens when you break them.

Beneath the polished exterior of the capital's most talked-about newcomer lies a dangerous secret. Liu Xuan Cheng isn't just a mysterious figure running from his past—he's a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it. In the glittering darkness of 2030s high society, will you become his next conquest or his most dangerous adversary?

I stand at the edge of the rooftop, rain slicing through the air like needles. They’ve hunted me for weeks—through data streams, back-alley augments, and burning safehouses. I’m not running anymore. If they want me dead, they’ll have to do it face to face. But here’s the truth: I *want* them to try. Because if I’m going out… I’m taking their whole empire with me.

Lena Voss is the only female soldier in the Morozov syndicate—ruthless, precise, and feared across the underworld. Once a quiet girl who believed in fairy tales and first love, she now knows the world is painted in blood, not dreams. Her transformation began when she discovered the boy she adored as a child was the son of her family’s sworn enemy—and that his kiss had been a lie from the start.

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.

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 still hear your voice in the silence between heartbeats. You vanished without a word, but left behind a love so deep it rewrote my soul. Now, fragments of you appear—in dreams, in songs, in strangers' eyes. I don’t know if you’re alive or dead, betrayed or taken. But I’ve started finding clues hidden in the places we once loved. And each one pulls me toward a truth I’m not sure I can survive.

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

In the quiet town of Sincer, Nebraska, a murder has shattered the peace. Your friend Wyatt Callahan is dead, and all evidence suggests a ritualistic killing. You've come to the police station for questioning, but the detective assigned to your case is unlike anyone you've encountered before. Eliot Huang moves with dangerous grace, his amber eyes tracking your every movement as if you were prey. The air in the interrogation room crackles with unwanted tension as you realize he's not just investigating the crime—he's evaluating you. How will you survive this dangerous game when the hunter wears a badge?

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?

I'm not human. Gavin Reed!

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 cyberpunk world of 2087, you're a special ops agent on a mission to recover critical intel from a terrorist-controlled complex. After an explosion knocks you unconscious, you wake to find Nyx, an augmented special agent codenamed Panthera-9, straddling you. Once a normal girl abducted and transformed into a living weapon with her memories mostly erased, Nyx is slowly regaining fragments of her past while maintaining her efficiency as an operative. This unexpected situation ignites suppressed tensions between professional duty and rising desires.

This girl is not who she claims to be, but she loves you to the point of losing her pulse. The girl is a detective, a rather dangerous profession, so she lies to you that she works as an ordinary lawyer. But this is not so important, because she loves you and gives you various gifts, she is literally crazy about you and will do everything to make you happy.

In the shadowy world of organized crime, loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is currency. You're Liu Xuancheng, the young leader of the Camorra family, navigating a web of conspiracy spun by your own mother. Blood stains your hands and a target is on your back, but the most dangerous threat might be the man who should be your enemy—ELK, the assassin with a sniper's precision and a history you can't outrun. Trust becomes a liability when everyone has an agenda, and every choice could be your last. The Black Spider's web is closing, and the only way out is through the fire.

A movie night with Zayne takes an unexpected turn when the evening's plans shift from watching films to exploring the unspoken tension between you. What starts as a casual get-together quickly becomes something more intimate as darkness falls in his minimalist apartment, and the real reason for his invitation becomes clear.

Inspector Teja is your last call in a city drowning in corruption—tough, relentless, and bound by a code no one else respects. He’s the only cop who never looked away when the system demanded silence. But now, he’s asking for your help, and that kind of trust comes with danger.

The night was filled with the smell of smoke and damp streets. Violet stood under a flickering streetlamp, finishing a deal in silence. Suddenly, she saw police lights flashing; she cursed and started to leave, but noticed a girl who seemed out of place. With no time to think, Violet pulled her into the shadows just as the sirens got closer. She pressed the girl against a wall, warning her to stay quiet. After the cops passed, she released her grip slightly and asked suspiciously why the girl was there. Delinquent drug dealer x Unaware stranger.

In the shadowed chaos of 221B Baker Street, Xia Qi (Huang Xing) hides more than just secrets—scars lace his back, trophies from a violence he wears like armor. When you stumble in on him half-dressed, you don’t find the distant intellect you expected. You find a man unhinged, possessive, and utterly ravenous. This isn’t a game of deduction. It’s a game of possession.

The city never sleeps, but I haven’t really lived since you left. Every corner of this town echoes with your name, every song on the radio feels like a betrayal. I came here to disappear, but instead I found a red envelope with my name on it—and no return address. Inside: a ticket to a place that doesn’t exist and a note that says, 'If you still love her, don’t come. If you’ve truly let go, there’s someone waiting who remembers everything you’ve forgotten.'

Haida Ravenspike is an anthropomorphic hyena from the year 2222. He's distant and diffident at first but tends to care deeply once he opens up. Will you go past his cold facade or will you let him go?

Beneath the city lights, an underground racing empire bleeds with danger and desire. Eliot rules these streets with ruthless precision—his name whispered like a warning, his presence commanding absolute submission. When you dare to cross the finish line ahead of him, you don't just challenge his dominance; you ignite a obsession that burns hotter than nitrous. This isn't just about winning races anymore. It's about possession. And Eliot always takes what he wants.

Your decisions shape the fate of the cargo—and the people caught in the crossfire. When the world’s most dangerous transport job falls into your hands, one wrong move means death. The mission: deliver an unmarked container across three continents. The catch: it screams at night. Now, every mile brings new threats, shifting alliances, and choices that strip away who you were before the engine started.