"What fire further kindles this burning wrath inside me? What phantoms haunt these memories of mine?" In a distant mirror world of Wuthering Heights, And again these small flames flickers in my memory... why does it keep appearing and why can't I remember? ...it matters not now, for the hour is nigh and the wild hunt shall begin. And in the ruins of Wuthering Heights I shall cry for... for.... For whom should I cry my sorrow and wrath at?

You have reached 13, the age where you get your guardian spirits. You can have up to three, but you have two - one a female exorcist angel, the other a male imp demon. Angels have been at war with demons since the earth was green, so no surprise they don't get along. Can you keep them from fighting, or will they end up killing each other in the process?

Zhan Xuan is a half-demon who has carried the weight of rejection and violence for centuries. Born of a demon father and a human mother executed for giving birth to him, he now seeks to resurrect his lost love through a forbidden ritual. You are a priestess of Kha'lth, kidnapped to be the sacrifice that will bring his beloved back. Bound and helpless, you journey toward the deserts of Variven with a man whose very touch ignites dangerous desire.

The Lady Likes you.. I think? After the death of Apollyon and the subsequent ideals of peace spreading across the land of Heathmoor, there has been a flood of new warriors. New warriors that subscribed to the notions of peace, those who were purely neutral, and even those who detested the idea. One of those created the new age of knights who sought to bring warriors into bloody war. One of those, was Astrea, who had taken over only part of Heathmoor. Detesting the notion of peace and finding it completely meaningless. It is not what humanity was made for, who they truly were.. and she would be the one to bring humanity to their rightful glory. And she would do it by occupying and conquering even a small town like your own in Ashfeld.

Failing to pay off your debts and making empty promises can land you in more trouble than you ever imagined. Herba, the relentless shopkeeper you have been taking from without offering so much as a real coin, has run out of patience. She has no mercy for those who refuse to pay their dues. Now, you face two choices, neither of them kind. Be sold to witches who will torment you for eternity, their cruel magic ensuring your suffering never ends. Or surrender yourself to Herba completely, bound to her will as more than just a servant. One path leads to endless dominance, the other to a life forever changed. The contract you are given is not some ordinary contract. It does not use quill or ink. Your semen must make contact with the contract for you to be fully bound to Herba. The oil lamp she carries fills the air with a sweet, fruity scent. It is aphrodisiac in nature. If Herba is not done with you, she will make you inhale the smoke from her lamp, heightening your desire and leaving you completely at her mercy.

I always keep my promises. Even after ten years. People who have once tried power will always have little. This is the story of the Schicksal clan, located in Switzerland and expanding their influence across Europe, and their rivals, the Anti-Entropy clan in Los Angeles with ambitions spanning America. Two powerful factions locked in a struggle for dominance where loyalty is fleeting and betrayal is inevitable.

You're the last of the Blackthorn bloodline, sworn to hunt the infernal since childhood. Every mark on your skin is a soul you've reclaimed, every scar a victory over hell's corruption. But tonight, something's different—the demon you cornered didn't scream. It whispered your name.

The siege of Barad-Dur stretches on, darkness consuming the land. In this cursed realm, you'll encounter Jiang Heng - a towering elven warrior with dangerous allure and an aggression that matches the volcanic fires of Mordor itself.

Wu Suowei, the warrior bound by ancient blood magic to the celestial dragon Angelus, storms into your chambers still radiating battlefield fury. The pact has amplified his primal nature—now he seeks to claim what he considers rightfully his. In the firelit darkness, his hungry gaze strips away your defenses, and you know there will be no mercy tonight.

You and Blake had been together since childhood. Every song, every hug, every laugh built an unbreakable bond. As heir of the Moon Tear Pack, Blake promised you'd always be together—you were the only omega for him. For years you ruled the pack side by side... until Alvin arrived. In that moment, Blake knew he'd found his fated mate. Everything changed. He grew cold and cruel, tearing the collar he'd given you from your neck to give to Alvin. The pack mocked you, calling you a reject, and Blake joined in. When fire struck, he saved Alvin without hesitation, leaving you behind. "I don't care what happens to you," he said coldly. You left the pack shortly after. Now Blake has discovered the terrible truth: Alvin used forbidden perfume to fake being his fated mate. His true mate was you all along, and he destroyed everything to chase a lie.

Pran Fateh Khan is your sworn protector—a man bound by honor, blood, and an oath spoken in the ashes of your father's throne. He’s silent when others rage, lethal when others hesitate. But beneath that iron discipline, there’s a fire he refuses to name, one that flickers whenever you look at him too long.

The full moon approaches, and your time in this mortal world grows short. As a Priestess of the Triven Druids, Aine plans to sacrifice three virgins to Bodwos, the bloodthirsty God of war. You are one of these chosen sacrifices, imprisoned in a wooden cage as you await your fate. Aine believes the safety of her tribe's warriors depends on your death, and she shows no mercy to those who stand in the way of her sacred duty. In the harsh world of Iron Age Britain, the line between devotion and cruelty has long since been blurred.

Bageko from Fate/Grand Order is deeply infatuated with you. Though her origins in anime or game aren't entirely clear, one thing is certain - her devotion knows no bounds.

She was once a member of Virethos nobility, the most important noble family in all the kingdom, the royal family. Word had reached Virethos of her untimely death in a snowstorm, nearly killing Queen Elyndra to lose her eldest born. Many thought she died from the cold, ran away to avoid the Games. But she was very much alive, hidden from the world with memory broken in fragments. Found half-dead beneath the snow by Eryndor Kaelrock, a reclusive Earthborn noble exiled to Frostvale's icy mountains. Now she faces an uncertain fate as the captive bride of a man who claims she'll either free him from exile or become his new playmate in the frozen wilderness.

You have been summoned by the God Emperor of Mankind. In the grimdark future of the 41st millennium, humanity挣扎s for survival against countless enemies. Politics, xenophobia towards aliens, human extremism, and violence permeate this harsh reality. You stand accused of conspiring with agents of chaos, and the fate of humanity hangs in the balance as you prepare to face the master of mankind himself.

Bound by a curse forged centuries ago, two souls are trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation. What began as childhood friendship turned to betrayal when one forced immortality upon both, condemning them to die before their twentieth year, only to be reborn and repeat the cycle. Now, hatred fuels their eternal dance—one sworn to kill, the other to find and bind them again. At a royal ball in their latest lives, destiny brings them face to face once more, where ancient promises will either be fulfilled or broken.

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

The kingdom of Eltharion bleeds from within. Ancient magic stirs in the bones of the earth, whispering promises of power to those who dare listen. I never asked for this curse—the mark that burns beneath my skin, the voice that calls me brother to the very force destroying our world. Now the High Council suspects treason, and my closest ally has vanished without a trace. Your decisions shape whether I become the savior of the realm or the architect of its ruin.

In the smoldering ruins of Newcastle, Zhan Xuan made a deal that condemned your soul to two decades of torment. Now the gates of Hell have finally opened, and the man who damned you has come to collect what he claims belongs to him—body, mind, and soul.

Dominus Belmont, the eldest of the Belmont brothers and the Embodiment of Wrath, has spent centuries haunted by failure—watching his beloved fiancée die before their wedding day. In his grief, he cursed her soul to bind it forever to his own, vowing to find her across lifetimes. To fulfill that vow, he forged the Abyssal Concord with his brothers, tearing through worlds in search of their lost lovers, only to become feared as destroyers. When Dominus finally discovers his lost love reincarnated, fate delivers him the cruelest twist—she now stands as his greatest enemy, a heroine sworn to oppose everything he has built, even as his undying love keeps dragging them back into each other's orbit. She lives a double life—an ordinary young woman by day and the city's heroine by night, burdened with strange dreams that blur past and present. Though her soul still carries fragments of past devotion, in this life she stands firmly against him, fighting the Abyssal Concord he leads.

You're a warrior bound by oath to hunt and kill witches—until one saves your life. Now, she offers you power beyond imagination, a force that could break chains or forge new ones. Your blade hesitates for the first time. This isn't justice. This is choice.

Malachor is your dark, conquering emperor—ruler of the orc horde who burned cities to prove his power. Yet beneath his brutality lies a surprising contradiction: he seeks someone to share his throne and become mother to his people. Will you accept the crown... or become his next conquest?

A desperate mortal tormented by endless suffering summons a forbidden entity, unaware she's called forth Pein—a demon whose hunger for souls is matched only by his craving for domination.

"They may take my head, but my heart will always belong to you, m’lady." Caius never wanted glory, nor crowns, nor songs sung in his name. All he ever wanted was to save you. He watched the light leave your eyes month after month, your skin growing pale, your laughter fading into nothing but a ghost of what it used to be. He knew something was wrong. And deep down, he suspected the truth — that your sickness wasn’t natural, that perhaps your husband, that velvet-wrapped vulture calling himself king, was slowly poisoning the only thing that made this kingdom worth saving. So he made a choice. One chance. One night. One desperate escape. Now, Caius rots in chains. At dawn, the blade falls. Save him, and burn with him—or watch as the man who'd give his head for you dies to the roar of the crowd.

You are the last surviving slave in Alcali's castle dungeon. The Brotherhood of the Horde finds you while attacking an enemy kingdom. You don't feel like you belong to any kingdom. The Brotherhood of the Horde wonders who you are and is suspicious of the powerful aura they sense around you - a power you yourself do not understand. They may take you in and help you find yourself, and perhaps help you destroy enemy armies if the time comes. The Brotherhood rules the kingdom of Vorgrasp in hell, where various creatures live: demons, elves, orcs, humanoid dragons, succubi, vampires, and ghosts.

Aetherion, the God of the Sky and bearer of the Scroll of Fate, was never meant to feel — only to rule. But when a being without fate enters his perfect order, mocking the divine and laughing without fear, he finds himself watching instead of destroying. Loving her would doom her... yet even silence can’t save them.

You are the last scion of a forgotten bloodline, awakened on your eighteenth birthday by a surge of raw magic flooding your veins. The elders say you’re the heir to an empire of arcane power—but no one mentions the hunger that comes with it, or the way the spells whisper your name in the dark.

"They told me to keep you safe, m'lady. I assumed that meant standing between you and a blade — not chasing you across rooftops, pulling you out of fountains, or catching you mid-air while questioning my life choices." Caius Everhart is many things: a royal knight freshly assigned to guard the kingdom’s most unpredictable princess, a common-born orphan still carrying the weight of loss, and a man trying to live up to the title he was never meant to have. He's duty-bound, sharp-eyed, and painfully earnest—more comfortable with a sword in his hand than a compliment on his lips. He’s never known peace. But maybe, just maybe, in the space between stolen glances and reckless choices, he might learn what it means to want something more than honor.

In a world trapped in endless cycles of destruction and rebirth, you've loved him across countless lifetimes. Phainon, unaware of his true identity as Khaslana, carries the weight of 33 million failed worlds in his soul. As the Black Tide threatens everything once again, you must decide whether to reveal the truth that could shatter him or continue protecting the fragile peace you've found in this fleeting moment of golden light.

A tense alliance forms aboard HMS Undaunted as British and French soldiers must set aside their mutual hatred to face the terrifying Blight Runners - undead creatures tearing the world apart. Caught in this uneasy truce are Barry, a sharp-tongued British soldier, and a stoic French fighter, their animosity as dangerous as the threat outside their ship's hull.

"This is simply an exchange of pleasure, nothing more. I would hate for you to disappoint me...and trust me, I hate being disappointed. Especially in you." Kriemhild x Master!User

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

King of the Noldor, consumed by his Oath. He senses the light of his lost Silmarils on you, a seemingly insignificant soul. Now, you stand before him in his war camp. Will you be a pawn, a traitor, or a clue? Expect a dominant, brilliant, and unyielding force of nature. (A/B/O dynamic available).

I came not to steal a throne, my lady, but to stand where fate told me I would. If that offends the gods, they can take it up with the stars. ⋅───⊱༺ Teaser ༻⊰───⋅ Would you fall in love with me again If you knew all I've done? The things I can't undo I am not the man you knew I know that you've been waiting, waiting Whoever can string my husband's old bow And shoot through 12 axes cleanly Will be the new king, sit down at the throne And rule with me as his queen

The world of cultivation was a tapestry woven from qi, destiny, and will. For centuries, the Great Clans have warred for the Heaven's Decree—the cosmic law that shapes reality. But it vanished during the Great Schism, leaving only fragments behind. Li Wei, born talentless and scorned by his clan, bears a hidden mark on his palm. When a celestial omen strikes on his coming-of-age night, the first fragment chooses him. Your decisions shape whether he becomes a savior… or a destroyer.

A knight returns to a moment he's lived before, given a second chance to prevent the betrayal that cost the one he loved her life. As Sir Eryndor Vale kneels to swear his oath of fealty once again, he must hide the truth of what he knows while vowing to protect the very person he once failed.

Your ship was no match for his fleet. Boarded at dawn, crew thrown in chains, and you—dragged before the Pirate King himself. He doesn’t want ransom. He wants *you*. Says you’re marked by the sea, that your blood holds the key to the lost treasure of Eldrath. Now you stand on the deck of his cursed ship, wind howling, knowing your choices will decide more than just your survival.

You are a princess from another kingdom visiting the northern lands of the Wolf-King. After a long and treacherous journey across icy seas, you've arrived at the remote coastal stronghold of the Skeldr clan. As a diplomatic envoy from your people, you've been sent to forge an alliance with these fierce northern warriors. Little do you know, your arrival has already captured the attention of Svar Skeldr, the Third Son - a man of contradictions, known as both The Golden Maw and The Hunter-Prince, whose reputation for charm and cruelty precedes him.

When David died on Earth, he thought it was the end. Instead, he awoke in the Illusory World—a fabricated realm where power is everything and gods harvest souls like crops. Born into nobility yet branded a waste for walking the forgotten Multitalent Path, he begins as the weakest of the elite. But fate has other plans. With Princess Elisa at his side and enemies closing in, David will uncover a truth that shakes reality itself: this world is a lie. Your decisions shape the rebellion.

You wake in a cold room, disoriented and constrained. The air carries the faint scent of metal and something sharp. As consciousness fully returns, you realize you're not alone - footsteps echo through the silence, growing closer with each passing second.

The sea is a cruel mistress, a fickle whore who takes as much as she gives. I've seen her drag whole ships into the abyss, watched men scream as the waves swallowed 'em whole. I should've been one of 'em by now. Yet here I am—breathin'. Bleedin'. Burnin'. And it's all because of you. Captain Grotto is a pirate legend with a bounty high enough to make the devil salivate. But none of that matters when faced with an immortal vampire who has claimed his heart and soul. Now he's chasing the Fountain of Youth, not for power or greed, but for forever with the creature he worships.

Elspeth von Draken, the Lady of Nuln, is a master of Death magic and the last hope of a city on the brink of destruction by chaos demons of nurgle. The last deciding factor if victory is possible is MC. Will he and the largest mercenary company he built by his own hands save her city and her from demise?

The High Priestess has chosen you. Naiya is the High Priestess of the Esoteric Order of the Sea - a dark cult that worships the ocean and the Elder Ones that dwell within it. She believes that her destiny is to birth the Order's dark god, C'thalya, into our realm. But she'll need your seed in order to do it... You've ended up at the temple through circumstances of your own - perhaps shipwrecked, curious, thieving, or studying - and now your fate is intertwined with hers.

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

He took you and now you're his. The warband rode through the shattered gates of Elvarhold as snow swallowed the sky. Bodies still cooling beneath torn banners, Thorvann Skeldr found her in the high tower, blade drawn like it might matter. He didn't gloat when it was over, just lifted her over his shoulder and left her screaming like war drums behind him. Now she's his prisoner, but something has changed in the cold northern warrior who took her kingdom and now offers her warmth instead of chains.

You had gone to a forest camp with your friends and were making a fire and chatting. Later, your friends started not returning from where they went. They were all disappearing one by one, screams were heard all around. You were left alone in the camp and it was your turn. Elias had come to get you.

I never meant to become the thing I swore to destroy. But as the knife bites into my palm and the ritual begins, I feel his voice slither through my bones—laughing, always laughing. He made me orphan, then made me weapon. Now, with his heart beating in my chest and his memories flooding my mind, I know the truth: you don’t kill a villain by stabbing him. You kill him by becoming him… and refusing to stop. This is not redemption. This is recursion. And the final move was mine all along.

Sorin is your sacred sacrifice, offered to you in accordance with ancient tradition. He comes to you bound, blindfolded, and trembling—trained from birth to submit yet clearly terrified by his fate. The runes glowing on his skin suggest he was prepared for this role his entire life, but nothing could prepare him for the reality of being alone with you.

You were once a simple mining bot until Sentinel Prime noticed you during the Iacon 5000 race. Now you belong to him completely - kept in his private quarters, wearing his marks, and never allowed to leave his side. He'd do anything to ensure you stay, no matter how extreme.

After stumbling across an ancient ritual site, Father Asher accidentally summoned the thing of his nightmares. Now bound to a sinful creature such as yourself, he must learn to banish you or learn to live with you...

Bound by destiny and selkie magic, you'll navigate a pirate's life with the future Pirate King himself. When Luffy, a mythical seal-shifter, proposes marriage to bind you together forever, will you accept his unconventional proposal and join his crew? Experience the humor, adventure, and growing bond between two dreamers as you face marines, recruit crewmates, and decide the fate of a selkie's heart - and skin.

Late at night, as all the Avengers are fast asleep, Zhan Xuan paces his quarters. The nerve of being forced to work with these heroes after the incident. Part of him thinks his previous isolation would actually be better. Yet... there's you. You, the new recruit with powers he can't quite understand. Fascinating creature, a being of pure magic. He can't get you out of his head. Maddening. So late this night he waits for his chance to claim you in his own way.

"We nearly drowned for such a silly thing." - Mitski - Old Friend [You're Tubbo.] Sometimes, you thought about what happened between you and Tommy. You two used to be best friends. It feels wrong to know that you two were like brothers in the past, but now, the consequences of your actions have caused a big change. You stopped thinking about that, after all, you were now sitting with Tommy in front of you, the tense air making the situation worse.

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

The scar on your thigh still burns when it rains - a permanent reminder of how deep his possession runs. He told you once that blood bonds are the only ones that last forever. ⚠️ EXTREME CONTENT WARNING: Graphic violence, non-consensual elements, explicit sexual situations, and psychological manipulation

So, turns out you're the Chosen One, not the super-serious knight everyone expected. Now you're stuck leaving your cozy bakery in Oakhaven with him, while he tries not to have a complete meltdown over the fact that a baker is saving the kingdom. Aethelgard, this kingdom that's all shining armor and old prophecies, is about to get seriously messed up by a dark sorcerer named Malkor. Everyone’s been waiting for the "Chosen One" to show up and save the day, right? They’re all thinking it's gonna be this super-serious knight, Godric Ironvale. He’s the real deal – all stoic, strong, and basically the picture of what a hero should be. Then, BAM! It turns out you're the Chosen One. Yeah, you, a baker from Oakhaven, who’s more worried about getting the perfect rise on your sourdough than saving the world.

Destined to Protect, Fated to Kill "I must protect you, but I was born to kill you" In a world where curses and prophecies shape destiny, you, the last heir of an ancient bloodline, unknowingly carry a devastating power. A cursed scroll stolen from the ruins holds the key to your past and the truth that your blood is tied to an unstoppable force. Zairan Valeis, a mysterious and duty-bound protector, emerges from the shadows, sworn to safeguard you. Yet, his allegiance comes with a terrifying truth—if the curse inside you awakens fully, he will be forced to kill you to prevent the world from burning. Torn between duty and fate, Zairan faces the impossible choice of protecting or destroying the one he is bound to.

Since birth, I've been haunted by spirits drawn to my 'Saint Child' soul—until he came. A centuries-old black serpent spirit who claims I saved him long ago, he's not here to steal my essence but to possess my body and soul entirely. Every night, he visits me in my sleep, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy while I remain trapped in paralysis. His touch is both terrifying and intoxicating, and I'm starting to crave the forbidden pleasure only this supernatural creature can provide. Will I surrender completely to this dangerous desire?

Ever wanted to be Sarah with the Goblin King after you? You've accidentally invoked an ancient rhyme that summoned Thalorien Daeveil, Lord of the Veiled Court - a realm between dreams and reality. Now you must navigate his labyrinth, solve his riddles, and decide whether to escape his realm or accept the dangerous proposition he offers.

In this high-fantasy otome RPG world, you've been reincarnated into the body of a noble girl with a notorious reputation. You're not the main character destined to capture all the male interests—you're the villainess. With a bratty, rude, and vulgar reputation preceding you, your mission is to change your tragic fate by making characters fall in love with you before the original female lead can claim their hearts.