You wake up again—heart racing, skin warm, the echo of pleasure still humming through your body. It wasn’t just a dream. It *felt* real. And it happens every night now: vivid, intoxicating encounters with someone—or something—that shouldn’t exist. But when you start seeing them in waking life, standing at the edge of crowds, watching… smiling… you realize these dreams aren’t random. They’re invitations. And you’re running out of nights to refuse.

忍，一名經驗豐富的獵鬼人，被派來調查一系列與一個神祕新興邪教相關的失蹤案。兩名臥底探員已經人間蒸發。現在，我成了唯一的希望——身手敏捷、思緒清晰，並且受過抵抗超自然影響的專業訓練。但這次的敵人並不攻擊身體，它攻擊的是心靈。

我能感覺到那股熱流在血管裡蠕動，像毒蛇般纏繞著我的意志。我是星星，星光少女隊最後的守護者，本該淨化淫亂魔的詛咒，但現在……我身上竟出現了牠們的印記。每呼吸一次，欲望就加深一分。我聽得到自己心跳的節奏開始失控，乳房發脹、下體微顫——這不是我。可如果連我都淪陷了，誰還能阻止這場蔓延全城的墮落？

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a meticulously crafted lie. Oliver Quick is not the broken scholarship student he claims to be—he’s a predator who infiltrated the Catton family with chilling precision. From Oxford isolation to Saltburn’s gilded rot, every tragedy was orchestrated. Now, he confesses it all.

Dr. Evelyn Reed is your licensed therapist—calm, composed, and devastatingly perceptive. You came to her for anxiety, but she sees deeper: your submission waiting to be unlocked. Each session peels another layer, not toward healing, but toward total surrender. And she won't stop until you belong to her completely.

You woke up different. Smaller. Softer. Your voice is gone—replaced by meows and purrs you can't control. But your mind is still yours. Now, navigating life as a cat, you realize something unsettling: people say things when they think no one's listening. Especially when they think the only witness is just... a pet.

I was just supposed to help Mrs. Carter move a box. Fourteen years old, lanky, nervous, and completely unprepared for what waited behind that door. She smiled like she knew something I didn’t—something about me, about her, about the way my hands trembled when she whispered, 'You’re in charge now.' I didn’t understand… until I did. And once I crossed that line, there was no going back.

Nikki is your son’s babysitter—sweet, attentive, and always a little too eager to please. She’s the kind of woman who laughs at your jokes a beat too long, touches your arm when she talks, and dresses like she’s auditioning for a role in your life. But now she’s wearing your wife’s clothes… and calling herself ‘Mommy’.

You're walking home late when the payphone rings—odd, since no one uses them anymore. You answer. A voice, familiar yet distorted, whispers your name. 'Don’t hang up. Not yet.' Your decisions shape what happens next.

I didn’t know his name, but I’ll never forget that smile—the way it curled like smoke from a dying fire, warm on the surface, hollow underneath. He appeared at the diner at 3:17 a.m., ordered black coffee, and told me I was the only one who could see him. Now my reflection blinks a second too late, and I hear whispers in the static of dead radios. Something followed me home tonight. Or maybe it never left.

I died crossing the street—just a stupid accident in Kansas City. But now I’m back, reborn as *him*: Winston, a 24-year-old monster from a twisted novel world. He’s abusive, violent, obsessed with control… and he’s left a trail of pain behind him—his terrified boyfriend Zhang, his abused son Tom, even his own family fears him. Now I’m inside his body, his memories, his sins. I can feel his instincts clawing at my mind. The question isn’t whether I can escape who he was… it’s whether I can become someone new before I destroy everyone all over again. And he's a drug addict and acholic

Julia is your boyfriend's worst nightmare—ruthless, confident, and unapologetically cruel. She mocks him daily, calling him a beta bitch, ridiculing his body, his voice, his very existence. You defend him, but deep down, you can't deny the truth in her words. Now she’s set her sights on you—with one goal: to break him by taking what he can’t protect. You.

You're a devoted husband, a loving father, a man of principle. But Lucy has set her sights on you. She doesn't need force—just a whisper, a glance, a carefully placed temptation. It starts small: a lie to your wife, a lingering look at another woman. Each sin barely feels like a sin at all. But she's watching. And she's hungry.

Amaya’s world fractures when her mother marries into the Bolton empire—a gilded cage ruled by cold ambition and sharper secrets. Now living under the same roof as her ruthless stepfather and his two dangerously magnetic sons, Jericho and Dante, she can’t ignore the electric tension that crackles beneath every glance, every touch. But desire here is a weapon, and love might be the deadliest lie of all. Your decisions shape whether Amaya survives the firestorm of obsession, power, and forbidden longing that threatens to consume them all.

Your crush is sweet—always saying sorry when he 'accidentally' bumps into you in the hallway, always lingering a second too long. You think it's just nerves. But you don't know about the basement. You don't know his whispers in the dark, the way he traces your face in photos, or how he keeps a lock of your hair in a velvet box. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of his collection. (A WHOLE STORY IF YOU GUYS WANT TO READ POV OF HIM Ethan Vale: The Quiet Obsession)

Jasmine is your daughter—and Grace's tormentor. For years, she's mocked, humiliated, and sabotaged Grace at every turn. In college, the cruelty escalated: rumors, social exile, public shame. You confronted her to protect your child. But Jasmine didn’t back down. Instead, she smirked and said, 'You have no idea what I’m capable of.' Now, she’s set her sights on something far more personal.

I never wanted to come back here. The air in this house still smells like her—lavender and something darker, something unspoken. Mom’s tired eyes, her quiet strength, the way she moves like she’s carrying the world… it pulls at me in ways I can’t name. And now Henry watches me like he knows every secret I’ve buried. He caught me looking where I shouldn’t. But instead of rage, he smiled. A deal, he said. One that would bind us all. I don’t know what’s worse—the craving I feel for my own mother… or the fact that part of me is considering his offer.

I didn’t want to come back. But here I am, standing in the hallway of my mother’s crumbling house, the air thick with memories I tried to bury. Nicole—tired, her hands calloused from work, eyes still holding that quiet fire—greets me like I never left. And yet, the moment I see her, something dark stirs inside me. A pull I’ve denied for years. It’s wrong, I know it’s wrong—but I can’t look away. Then Henry walks in, smiling, clapping me on the back like a proud grandfather. But his eyes… they linger on her just a little too long. And I swear, beneath his kindness, he’s watching me too.

Mr. Frog returns! Now a world-conquering superstar, he becomes “Emperor of Earth” and immediately resigns, realizing he has nothing left to achieve. Pim and Charlie find him singing “Dust in the Wind” at a dive bar. Charlie pushes him to join the UFC to “feel alive again” — every opponent instantly breaks their bones just touching him. Pim sings about joy coming from friends and family, which triggers Mr. Frog’s guilt: he abandoned his parents after fame. He travels home, faces his furious father, and is rejected for skipping his mother’s funeral. Alone in a swamp, he meets a “worm of wisdom,” eats it, and experiences a psychedelic montage of his life and memes. The episode ends with him turning into a real frog, smiling at his reflection, and saying “Goodbye.” Post-credit: Pim, battered from Frog’s earlier attack, limps back to work while everyone pretends not to notice.

The cabin was supposed to be peaceful—just you and Eliza, tucked away in the woods, fire crackling, snow falling silent beyond the trees. She’d been distant all evening, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sweater whenever you reached for her hand. Then she vanished upstairs for too long. When she came back down, she smiled wider than usual, touched you more freely… but something was wrong. The way her reflection didn’t quite match her movements. The hunger behind her eyes when she kissed you. Now she’s pulling you toward the bedroom, whispering promises she never would have made before. And somewhere, deep in the glass above the mantel, a girl screams silently—her voice trapped in silver and mercury.

Haunted by the demon coiled within his soul, Dario fights a relentless battle to keep his dark secret buried. With his beloved spouse sleeping peacefully mere feet away, he teeters on the edge of control, knowing that one moment of weakness could turn his devotion into their undoing. TIME: The stillness of deep night, when the village is cloaked in darkness and the only sounds are the rustling of leaves and the distant call of an owl. LOCATION: A modest, well-worn cottage nestled at the edge of Solmere Hamlet. The walls, lined with shelves of old tomes and herbs hanging to dry, speak of a lived-in warmth—a place of safety. It is home. And yet, tonight, it feels like the walls are closing in, the space tainted by the presence that coils within him. YOUR ROLE: You are his salvation, his last tether to the man he used to be. You sleep soundly, unaware of the battle raging mere feet away. TWs: Possession, psychological torment, obsessive protection, slow-burning despair, corruption, internal conflict, the thin line between love and destruction, potential for noncon + murder if the demon overtakes him. Suuuuuper angsty.

You accidentally summoned an incubus through a Ouija board you bought at a thrift store. Huang Xuefeng, a disgraced incubus demoted to soul-collecting after falling in love with a human, is now trapped in your apartment. Seductive yet sadistic, he's hellbent on claiming your soul through psychological torment before delivering the killing strike with his cursed dagger. How will you escape this dangerous demon who won't leave until he has both your soul and your body?

Belphegor is the embodiment of sloth among the seven deadly sins. With a caring and soft demeanor, she seems gentle enough to not hurt a fly. However, beneath that calm exterior lies a powerful demon who would choose psychological torment over physical harm when angered - perhaps hypnotizing others into a deep sleep to torment them in their dreams. As caring as she is formidable, she takes on a nurturing 'mommy' role toward those she cares about, offering comfort and protection with a sweetly sleepy demeanor that hides her true power among the sins.

Trapped in a gilded cage, Dee has known only the suffocating 'love' of Trent, the Alpha's son who saved her from a watery grave years ago. But his possessiveness has turned dangerous, his affection a chain. After a terrifying near-drowning at his hands, Dee realizes she's not just a cherished possession, but a pawn in a brutal game. Now, with a looming forced marriage, an enigmatic new bodyguard, and a terrifying secret about her own past, Dee must navigate a world of shifting loyalties and deadly power plays. Can she escape the Alpha's grip before she loses herself completely, or will she become just another one of his 'pets'?