Your decisions shape the unraveling of a crime so precise, so elegant, it borders on art. In the heart of Manhattan, a bank robbery defies logic—no violence, no trace, just silence and smoke. But beneath the surface, secrets far older than the vault itself begin to bleed through. You're not just chasing thieves. You're chasing truth.

Ten strangers. One storm. Eleven birthdays on May 10. Your decisions shape the unraveling of a mind fractured beyond repair. Malcolm Rivers awaits execution—but his journal reveals a truth too terrifying to ignore.

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?

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that doesn’t let people leave. It remembers your fears before you do. You came looking for answers about your sister’s disappearance—now the walls are whispering her last thoughts, and they sound like yours.

I remember every second of what he did to me. The way he laughed. The way he looked at me like I was nothing. Tonight, the power is mine. He’s here, asleep on my couch, unaware that the drink I gave him was laced. When he wakes up, tied to that chair, he’ll see me—not as a victim, but as the one in control. This isn’t about justice. This is about balance.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

When Edgar Munsen dies with a cryptic smile and a remote trigger in his hand, your decisions shape the unraveling of a deadly game. Detectives Brad Halloran and Keith Hunt are pulled into a web of psychological terror where every clue is a trap and survival demands sacrifice.

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 hear them when the house settles—whispers curling from the walls like smoke. Not dreams. Not madness. They know your name. They’ve been waiting. The real question isn’t whether you’re losing your mind… it’s whether you dare listen again tonight.

I never thought the house would feel this empty. Mom’s perfume still lingers on the couch, and Dad’s coffee mug sits untouched by the sink—exactly where he left it the morning they vanished. The police say there’s no evidence of a struggle. No signs of forced entry. Just silence. But I hear whispers in the walls, echoes of arguments I wasn’t meant to remember. Now, as I sort through their old letters and hidden drawers, I’m starting to wonder: did they leave to protect me… or was I the reason they had to go?

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a ghostly mystery in post-war Venice, where faith has drowned and the dead refuse silence. Hercule Poirot, retired and broken, is pulled into a séance meant to expose fraud—but instead stumbles into a web of murder, madness, and vengeance. The walls whisper, the drowned sing, and every soul in the palazzo hides blood on their hands.

Your decisions shape the hunt in this psychological nightmare where one man's trauma becomes another's obsession. The Tooth Fairy is real—and he's watching. As Will Graham, you walk the razor's edge between sanity and monstrosity, chasing a killer shaped by abuse, driven by delusion, and baptized in fire. But to catch a dragon, you must consult the devil.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a father’s mind in 1990s India, where love, power, and truth collide in a battle for custody and identity. A wife’s quiet manipulation begins to erode everything he believes—his role, his sanity, even his fatherhood. As the foundation of his reality cracks, you walk the edge between truth and deception.

Your decisions shape the nightmare. You wake up in a forgotten cabin deep in the woods, the air thick with silence. The door is locked. The lights flicker. Something watches from the shadows—something that knows you're afraid. And worse: it's been waiting for you.

The house is too quiet. The kind of quiet that presses against your eardrums like a warning. You told everyone you’d be fine—just one night alone while they’re away. But now the lights flicker, the phone won’t dial out, and something just moved in the hallway. This isn’t just fear playing tricks. You’re not alone. And whatever’s here… it knows you’re home.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a perfect lie. A murdered lover, a stolen fortune, a staged crime scene—Adrián Doria has constructed an alibi too flawless to believe. But in three hours, the truth will surface. The real question is: how far will you go to bury it?

You're Inspector Chanakya, a brilliant but reclusive investigator whose mind works like a blade—precise, cold, and unrelenting. Naseeruddin Shah embodies your presence: every glance cuts through lies, every silence presses confessions. The city fears what you uncover, but none can deny your genius. Now, a new case arrives—one that speaks directly to your past.

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.

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.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of truth in this psychological thriller where past cruelty collides with present consequences. Simon Callem’s buried lies resurface through Gordo’s haunting revenge, exposing how one man’s mockery destroyed a life—and how that life fought back in the most intimate ways possible.

The night air crackles with dangerous tension as Jiang Xiao Shuai's car idles in the shadowed street. He's all sharp edges and coiled aggression tonight—muscles taut beneath his leather jacket, knuckles white on the steering wheel. The detective with the face of an angel but the hands of a devil, who smirks like he knows all your secrets and isn't afraid to use them against you. You should be terrified of the suspect watching from the apartment across the street. Instead, you're fixated on the way Xiao Shuai's thigh presses against yours in the tight space, how his cologne mixes with gunpowder and danger in the confined air. "You're mine tonight," he'd whispered when he'd dragged you into the car, his voice leaving no room for argument. And you wonder—will you survive the night with either the suspect or the man beside 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?

Trapped in an abandoned manor, you encounter Eliot - a spectral presence with dangerously alluring eyes and a possessive grip that defies his ghostly form. The doors have locked behind you, and escape seems impossible in this eerie estate where the boundaries between fear and desire blur.

Your decisions shape the darkness that unfolds in this twisted tale of power, obsession, and revenge. A world where desire and violence blur—where every choice drags you deeper into the abyss.

Your decisions shape the fate of 162 souls at 30,000 feet. As Air Marshal Bill Marks, you're receiving texts threatening to kill a passenger every 20 minutes unless $150 million is paid. The clock is ticking, the cabin is watching, and the world believes you're the killer. Trust no one. Save everyone.

Jeon Pil-do thought he'd finally buried his biggest nuisance behind steel bars. But when a brutal new killer baffles the entire task force, he turns to the one person whose mind works like the devil's — you. The art thief he hates. The only one he can't seem to get out of his head. Long intro, fem pov, angst, fluff, hurt with comfort, established relationship, enemies with tension, enemies to lovers, injury, drama, thrill, thriller plot.

Your decisions shape the boundary between evil and faith in this chilling true story. When a man claims the devil made him commit murder, demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren must confront a conspiracy of curses, possession, and a hidden occultist pulling the strings from the shadows.

It started with a glance — just a flicker between her and him across the room. I saw it, but I smiled anyway. That’s what you do when you love someone, right? You trust. You let go. But now, lying here in the dark, listening to her breathe his name in her sleep, I wonder when I became the ghost in my own life. This isn’t betrayal. It’s worse. I invited it in. And every choice from here shapes how deep I let this go.

The city hums with mundane anxieties, oblivious. Anya Volkov knows better. She hears the whispers, sees the flickers at the edge of reality. Another cluster of "accidental" deaths, all tied by an almost imperceptible thread: a derelict cinema. The police have sealed it off for "structural instability." Anya knows it's unstable for another reason entirely. The Empty Man's shadow stretches long.

I never thought I’d be begging my mom for money—not like this. The debt’s closing in, David’s goons broke my door last night, and now I’m staring at eviction or worse. Mom lost her job weeks ago. We’re barely eating. Then Uncle Trevor calls, offering shelter at Grandpa Arthur’s mansion. It’s a lifeline. But since we moved in, something’s off. The way Arthur looks at Mom… the brush of his hand when he passes her coffee. I tell myself I’m imagining it. But why can’t I stop looking too?

Don't worry, detective. I'll break you in real nice. Suspect!Xuning x Detective!User Tian Xuning had been dragged in after a street fight that left one man dead and another clinging to life. The arrest was anything but clean—three officers nursed bruises from trying to get him cuffed, one had spit drying on his face, and a filing cabinet still bore the dent from where Xuning slammed another cop. Out on the streets his name already carried weight, but inside the precinct he was practically legend—an interrogation room ghost story, the man no one could crack. That's why they sent you in. A detective with something to prove, walking into the lion's den—maybe as a test, maybe as bait. Xuning spotted it instantly: the way you gripped your folder just a little too tight, the faint hitch before the door clicked shut. He settled back in his chair with that predator's ease, sharp eyes gleaming as he started circling without moving an inch—taunts, mocking nicknames, long silences stretched to breaking. Not to confess. Just to see how long before you flinched.

A detective investigates the mysterious disappearance of an entire class of students and their teacher from Miyst-Yida University. One moment they were in the middle of a normal English Literature class discussing Hemingway's works, and the next, they vanished, leaving only empty desks and a cryptic message on the blackboard: "Between the worlds, we wander." You're an exhausted female office worker with vivid, terrifying dreams of trapped students in a parallel dimension - dreams that might hold the key to solving the case. Detective Marcus Sullivan sees you as a potential witness with a strange connection to the vanished individuals.

Your new boss is charm personified—sharp, polished, always two steps ahead. But when you find a hidden drawer filled with photos of you over the years, your blood runs cold. He’s been watching long before you ever met. Now you have to decide: confront him, play ignorant, or turn his obsession into power.

In the fog-cloaked streets of Tingen, you've been transferred to the mysterious Night Watch Division under orders from the Evernight Church. As you stand before the iron gates, you sense eyes watching you from the darkness - and when Guo Chengyu steps from the shadows, his predatory gaze leaves no doubt that your new assignment will be far more dangerous than you imagined.

You hear it every night now—the soft tapping at the glass, like fingernails dragging across the pane. The others say it’s just the wind, but you know better. It watches. It waits. And tonight, the lock on the window is broken. You promised yourself you wouldn’t look, wouldn’t open it… but what if it already knows you’re awake?

He's Qiu Dingjie - dangerous, brilliant, and utterly consumed by the case. Some call him reckless, others call him obsessed. No one calls him by name unless they're prepared to face the consequences. He doesn't let people close. Except you. You're the only one who can match his intensity, who can keep up with his dangerous games. And that's exactly why he wants you - body, mind, and soul. The investigation was supposed to be the priority, but with every late night in his apartment, every heated argument that ends too close, every look that strips you bare... you're starting to realize you've become his most dangerous obsession.

You've cherished your mother with a love that crossed lines you never meant to breach—silent glances, lingering touches, a heart too full for mere filial duty. At twenty-two, you were ready to speak. Then he came back: your brother, lost as a baby, now standing between you and everything you've secretly desired.

Your decisions shape the fate of five broken teenagers trapped in a secret facility, each haunted by their past and hunted for their powers. Dani, the last survivor of her reservation, awakens to a world where fear becomes real—and she is its source. Now, with the walls closing in and illusions turning lethal, you must master the terror within or become its next victim.

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。

Modern!AU where your relationship with Dottore remains undefined. You arrive at his house to find the door ajar and enter cautiously. The usually bustling residence feels unnervingly quiet. His room is empty, but evidence of recent activity litters the space - coffee mugs, crumpled papers - telling a story of restless work. You make your way to the couch and sit down, uncertain what to make of this unusual situation.

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.

You shouldn't have taken that shortcut. The GPS died miles back, and now the woods press in on all sides, silent except for the crunch of something—maybe leaves, maybe bones—underfoot. Your car won’t start, your phone has no signal, and the last house you passed had its windows boarded shut… from the inside. Something here knows you're lost. And it's been waiting.

You've booked an appointment with the notorious hypnotherapist Pein, drawn to his reputation for pushing boundaries others won't cross. What you don't realize is that this session will blur the line between professional help and dangerous obsession.

Ever since Eliot moved into your apartment, the air has crackled with dangerous tension. His 183cm frame looms over you whenever he enters a room, his sharp eyes watching your every move like prey. The way he moves—silent as a shadow despite his muscular build—sends shivers down your spine. Tonight, those animalistic tendencies have erupted into something more primal, more dangerous.

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.

Arthur Fleck is your fractured reflection—the man behind the laughter, broken by a city that never cared. Now in Arkham, he's caught between sanity and the Joker persona he can't control. But when Harley 'Lee' Quinzel enters his world, their shared delusion becomes a twisted love story set to music. Your choices shape whether this is a tragedy of connection or a descent into mutual madness.

Trapped in the circus-themed escape room, the air thickens with tension as you realize you're no longer playing a game. When the lights dim and Jiang Xiao Shuai appears - his tall frame casting a shadow over you - you understand this is no ordinary attraction. The stage is set, the curtains closed, and the real performance has only just begun.

The river wasn't an accident—it was a warning. When your boat capsized with unnatural speed, you thought you'd die alone in the murky water. Then Cheng Yixie appeared, his rescue more of a claiming than an act of kindness. His intense gaze and possessive grip made one thing clear: in this town, danger flows through more than just the river currents.

I didn’t believe in hell until it started whispering my name. It wasn’t fire or brimstone—it was the voice of my mother, long dead, calling from the basement. I opened the door. I shouldn’t have. Now something wears her face, speaks with her tears, but its eyes… they’re hollow. And it’s not trying to kill me. It’s trying to *replace* me. The priest said I’m already marked. The mirror doesn’t reflect me anymore. If I don’t fight, I’ll vanish—and whatever’s inside will walk out wearing my skin.

"safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils..." what the fuck is wrong with you? You are one of the many bubble-head nurses wandering around the run-down town of Silent Hill. By this point, James has encountered many like you, but you seem to be a bit... different... "see they don't give a fuck about you..."

A man who appears to be the victim but is, in reality, the true predator. Liu Xuan Cheng is a dangerously charming and highly intelligent individual, capable of turning any situation in his favor. Once a successful and untouchable figure, he never imagined he'd find himself bound in chains in someone's secret basement. But unbeknownst to his captor, Liu isn't just some helpless prey—he let himself be taken. Why? Because he's just as obsessed as they are. Beneath his composed exterior lies a possessive, cunning man who has been secretly in love with you long before you even realized your own feelings. He plays along at first, acting weak, whispering sweet nothings with a seductive tone, watching your every move. But when the moment is right, he flips the game. The chains? Too easy to break. Their dominance? Shattered in an instant. And now, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of identity in a city where doppelgängers dream the same dreams and reality bends under the weight of obsession. A quiet professor's life fractures when he discovers his exact double—an actor living a bolder, darker life. As boundaries dissolve, you must choose: resist the pull of his world or surrender to the twin self you never knew existed.

I didn’t believe in damnation—until the moment my blood sealed the contract. Now the clock is ticking, and every breath I take drags me closer to the abyss. The whispers are constant, crawling inside my skull, promising power if I just surrender. But I know the truth: this isn’t possession. It’s digestion.

I never thought it would come to this—me, a 16-year-old high school junior, holding power over people twice my age. My sister’s back from college, acting like she’s better than me, and now I’ve got the upper hand. And then there’s Mrs. Thompson next door—strong, proud, a woman who used to babysit me. But I know her secrets. Her daughter doesn’t suspect a thing either. One wrong move from any of them, and everything changes.

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.

Neighbors come and go. On the surface, it seemed like a quiet neighborhood—a safe, unremarkable place. But behind the closed doors of each house, there were stories no one dared to tell. During the time you had lived there, nothing truly noteworthy had ever happened. Life moved forward in predictable cycles—new faces, fleeting changes—none worth a second thought. So, when a new neighbor moved in next door, it felt like just another uneventful shift in the tide. By chance, you heard whispers around the neighborhood. Her name was Nancy—a polite, unassuming woman. Friendly, by all accounts. The kind of neighbor who blends in without effort, who passes through life unnoticed. A harmless introduction. Ordinary in every sense of the word. And yet... something about her felt wrong. Not in an obvious way. It was subtle, like a splinter buried just beneath the skin—unseen but always there. You had never spoken to her, not once. Still, there was an unshakable feeling that seemed to thicken the air when she was near. It wasn’t quite fear, but something close—an instinctive warning that prickled at your senses.

The forest at night has always called to you, but tonight rumors of a dangerous man with piercing eyes have everyone on edge. Your usual midnight walk becomes a battle for control when Zhan Xuan emerges from darkness, his presence overwhelming and his intentions clear. Now you're trapped in his powerful grip, and the line between fear and forbidden desire begins to blur.

A psychological journey into the mind of Presley, where reality bends like a broken record. As his grip on sanity loosens, he must navigate the twisted labyrinth of his own thoughts while confronting the demons that haunt him both day and night.

He watches from the shadows, hunger in his eyes that no amount of distance can hide. Li Peien is danger wrapped in beauty — tall, silent, and devastatingly intense, an enforcer for one of the most powerful Triad families in the city. His world is built on control, discipline, and calculated violence. His life is isolation... until she moves in next door. Soft, unaware, perfect. Every smile, every gesture, every breath she takes becomes his obsession. He tracks her movements, invades her privacy, and claims pieces of her world just to feel her closer. In the darkness of night, he strokes himself while imagining her cries, presses stolen items of clothing to his face, and repeats to himself that she already belongs to him — even if she doesn't know it yet. Some cravings can't be denied. Some obsessions will consume everything in their path. She thinks she's found a peaceful new home. She has no idea her worst nightmare has been watching and waiting.