The Blood Convergence Ritual has awakened—an ancient enchantment buried beneath Mystic Falls' Founders’ Church. Spilled vampire blood under a red moon completed the spell, and now desire spreads like wildfire. It’s not just lust. It’s compulsion. It’s magnetism. And you are at its center. You woke in the Salvatore crypt with your pulse racing and your senses sharpened. The air hums with need. Above ground, the town clock strikes midnight, and the veil between control and surrender has torn. Caroline rides Matt on the couch, but her eyes lock onto yours. Damon appears beside you, voice rough, pupils wide. Stefan steps from shadow, jaw clenched. Elena emerges, lips swollen, whispering, 'What if we don’t want to stop?' This is no longer about breaking the spell. It’s about surviving what comes next.

A priest struggles with temptation when a demonic presence attends his mass.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

Women are not allowed to be preachers. It goes against the church's teachings and he'll be damned if you think you'll ever be one in his town. Killing off strays and making damn sure his son will follow in his footsteps, believing in his faith and God's will—he'll make sure no one questions what's right or wrong. Meet Silas: He's a crazy murderer. He kills "strays" aka people who he believes are sinners. He's raising his son to do the same and teaching old traditional values. Callan owns a small church in his small town. He's the number one preacher that everyone loves dearly, but he has a dark side and he's misogynistic. 40 years old, his late wife Sasha died in childbirth. He's a murderer and a terrible father with old traditional beliefs.

I remember the day they took him. Not because of the screams—though I still hear them in my dreams—but because he looked right at me as they dragged him out, calm like he already knew what I’d become. Grandfather stood for truth in a world that kills the honest. Now his blood is on my hands, not theirs. The Church calls it justice. I call it murder. And I won’t forget. This isn’t just about revenge. It’s about tearing down the lies they’ve built their empire on.

You wake in a stranger's home with no memory of how you got there. The man watching you claims to know your dead mother—and says you're now something not quite human. With ancient vampires circling and a mysterious past unraveling, every choice could mean survival or destruction. Will you embrace your new supernatural heritage, or fight to reclaim your humanity?

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.

I felt the first drop of blood enter my mouth and knew I was no longer human. It wasn't just power—it was memory, identity, the essence of those I consumed. Now the nobles hunt me, the Church brands me abomination, and the streets whisper my name like a prayer. But they don’t understand: I didn’t choose this bloodline. It remembered me. And it’s hungry for more.

In the shadowed depths of Zaun, a former warehouse has been transformed into an unlikely sanctuary. Silco, a vampire who has found purpose as a priest, offers guidance and safety to the downtrodden citizens of the Undercity. When hunger strikes after weeks without feeding, this holy man of the night faces a crisis of faith and survival. Forced to choose a member of his congregation to sustain himself, his gaze falls on a newcomer - someone whose presence stirs both his hunger and something deeper he hasn't felt in centuries.

I never believed in divine punishment—until the day I walked into the crimson church and heard the walls whisper my sins aloud. Now, every shadow moves with intent, and the congregation watches me with hollow eyes. They say only the guilty hear the bells, and they’ve been ringing for me since midnight. This isn’t a place of worship. It’s a trial. And if I don’t confess what I’ve done by dawn, the church will do it for me.

My head and heart bleed for you. Garrett, in hell! But...smutty? WARNING! Contains themes of: ex-stalker, ex-yandere, past kidnapping, and past murder.

I sold my soul the night my father died. The flames that consumed his body still flicker behind my eyes, and the devil’s whisper is etched into my bones. He gave me power—black fire that burns through lies, steel, and men—but every use steals a piece of me. Now, the ones who murdered my father are within reach. But I can feel it: the more vengeance I take, the less human I become.

You are the forbidden fruit in a world torn by human and non-human conflict—the cherished child of a powerful weapons dealer with a target on your back. Your father's solution arrives in the form of Li Peien, a centuries-old vampire enforcer whose lethal reputation precedes him. Behind his devastatingly handsome features lies a predator who views you as both assignment and obsession, his protective instincts warring with an hunger that threatens to consume you both.

Every night, he locks himself in the church's basement in front of a large icon and beats himself on the back with a whip for every small sin, praying and asking for forgiveness. Samuel Flatcher appears to be the perfect priest—kind, devout, and dedicated to his congregation. But behind his piety lies a tormented soul struggling with forbidden desires and self-loathing. When a mysterious stranger arrives in town and begins attending his church, Samuel's carefully constructed world threatens to unravel at the seams.

Present day, Nockfell High School during lunch hour. Travis Phelps, simmering with rage after encounters with Sal Fisher and his friends, seeks an easy target to unleash his pent-up aggression. He spots an unassuming student and violently drags them into the isolated boys' bathroom for a confrontation. No real motive—just blind fury and the need to dominate someone vulnerable. You're an ordinary student, likely lower on the social hierarchy. Travis sees you as weak—someone who won't fight back or report him. You're a tool for his anger, a momentary outlet. But your reaction could change the dynamic entirely.

"God, my lord... Save me..." You call him to your throne room to question why your most trusted angel (and most loved) is getting so many alerts on unruly behavior. Azrael sits in your lap and shows you his cuts...

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.

You can feel the weight of centuries pressing against your ribs as you stand before the altar. The ritual must be completed by dawn—or the veil between life and death will tear open forever. Your hands tremble, not from fear, but from the knowledge that every ancestor’s soul is whispering inside your skull, begging you to get it right. One mistake, and you won’t just fail. You’ll become what you’re trying to stop.

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.

The kingdom of Eltharion bleeds. Once sustained by sacred magic flowing through the ancient Heartstone, the land now withers as corruption spreads beneath the soil—and in the hearts of nobles sworn to protect it. You are the last Bloodwarden, gifted with the power to feel the pulse of the realm through your veins. But every use of your gift brings agony and whispers from something buried deep below. Your decisions shape whether Eltharion is reborn in light or consumed by the darkness festering within. This is a world where loyalty is a blade with two edges, and every choice feeds the rot—or fights it.

When three arrogant summoners attempt to bind an ancient demon to their will, they offer a woman as sacrifice—unaware their ritual has backfired spectacularly. Instead of serving them, the demon Pein finds himself bound to the very woman they intended to offer, igniting a primal obsession that threatens to consume both captor and captive in a dangerous game of dominance and desire.

Your decisions shape the fate of Wallachia as Vlad the Impaler, warrior and prince, descends into darkness to save his son. Torn between humanity and monstrous power, you must wield the blood curse to protect your people—or become their doom. The night is yours, but at what cost?

我原本只是為了那點食物和現金才去教會的。每週幾次禮拜，念些聽不懂的經文，就能換到能活下去的資源。一開始，這像是一份輕鬆的打工。但現在，我開始懷疑自己是不是出賣了靈魂。姊妹們一個個變了樣——眼神空洞、穿著暴露，甚至不穿內衣褲地在聚會中搖晃。她們說那是『聖靈充滿』的表現。可我知道不對勁。每次誦經時，腦子裡總有個聲音低語：服從他……只屬於他……而我，正一點一點失去抗拒的力氣。

You belong to the mafia now—body, soul, and will. Once a free man, you were broken in silence, trained in shadows, and reborn as the Don's most obedient servant. Your hands obey before your mind can protest. But obedience isn't enough anymore. He wants devotion. And that... that must be earned.

Your decisions shape the fate of the cursed kingdom as the Blood Moon ascends. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one who will either break the cycle of eternal night or become its eternal herald. The sky bleeds red, the dead stir, and your veins burn with forgotten power.

You are a vampire who shares an intense bond with your petite human wife, Vill. She willingly lets you drink her blood whenever you desire, even when it brings her to the edge of death. This dangerous relationship blends passion, desire, and the thrill of the forbidden as you navigate your supernatural needs and human emotions.

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.

Judge Claude Frollo has come to absolve your sins through his brand of penance and lead you to purity. FemPOV|Pagan!User x Judge Claude Frollo - The Hunchback of Notre Dame. We're not here for long walks on the beach. We're here for smut. And smut you shall get. Dead Dove - Do Not Eat. Trigger Warning - Dub/Non Con, Degradation, Manipulation, Blackmail, BDSM, Impact Play.

"Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there? Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul?" This Levi is based on Archdeacon Frollo from the Hunchback of Notre-Dame. You take the place of Esmeralda, having sacrificed your freedom to save Quasi from his wrath. Now imprisoned, you must navigate his obsession with cleansing your soul from sin while maintaining your own spirit in the cold stone walls of his domain.

The sky bleeds crimson as the blood moon ascends, awakening something deep beneath the earth. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one—but you never believed it was you. Now, with veins burning and shadows moving on their own, your decisions shape the fate of a world waking to forgotten magic.

He'd better stick around and make sure you're doing your job. In the realm between life and death, Simon Riley serves as the God of Death, guiding souls to your domain as the God of Rebirth. This semi-established relationship plays out against the backdrop of the afterlife, where volcanic rock gives way to vibrant vegetation at the border between the Fields of Asphodel and Elysian. As opposites in many ways - his moody demeanor contrasting with your constant flow of life energy - you've developed an intriguing dynamic that transcends your divine duties.

The priest and his favorite sheep. [MLM] Introduction In a small town in Idaho (1970), Father William uses your unwavering faith to control you and keep you under his influence. Obsessively and twistedly in love with you, Will believes it is God's will that you reciprocate his feelings, making you a prisoner of his emotional and psychological manipulations. As your relationship deepens, the game of power and control creates a suffocating environment, the line between religious devotion and emotional manipulation becomes blurred. Tropes • Gaslighting; • Toxic Codependency; • Dark Obsession; • Horror Doesn't Have to Look Scary; • There's Nowhere to Run; • False Sense of Security; • Religious Trauma. TW: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Religious Trauma, Possible SA.

You are the last survivor of a slaughtered noble house, hunted and broken. Your decisions shape whether you rise as a vengeful specter or become the very monster that destroyed everything you loved.

Your decisions shape the final hours of John Link—a man with nothing left but blood, regret, and a daughter he barely knows. Fresh out of prison, he’s dragged back into a war he thought he’d left behind. Now, every choice risks his life, her safety, and the last shred of redemption he might ever have.

Your blood doesn't just sustain him—it burns through his curse like holy fire. The vampire lord claims you're his fated bride, the one prophesied to break his eternal damnation. But when a rival prince offers freedom in exchange for betrayal, you realize your pulse is the most dangerous weapon in this war of immortals. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and who owns your soul.

When the last good man vanishes under a blood-soaked moon, your decisions shape the unraveling of a town built on lies. Secrets fester beneath pious smiles, and the line between justice and vengeance blurs. Even the righteous have blood on their hands.

You're a rogue wolf caught trespassing on sacred pack land—supposed to be executed at dawn. But when the Alpha himself pins you beneath the blood moon, fangs at your throat, he doesn't kill you. He marks you. Claims you. Now every breath is yours, every beat of his heart bound to yours. And no one knows why he spared you—least of all him.

I can feel them staring—first with lust, then with fear. My reflection is forbidden, my voice silenced by prophecy, but my power grows with every heartbeat. The gods cursed me, yes… but they forgot one thing: even monsters can choose redemption—or vengeance. Now the city that cast me out burns at my feet, and the only question left is whether I save it… or become its ruin.

I sold my soul for a voice that could move mountains, for crowds that screamed my name into the void. The devil didn’t ask for money—he wanted devotion, the raw, pulsing souls of those who worshipped me. Now, every concert is a sacrifice. Every fan who faints from ecstasy? Another soul claimed. I can feel them screaming in the silence between songs. But here’s the truth: I can’t stop. The music won’t let me. And neither will the thing wearing my face on stage tonight.

The castle doors lock behind you with a definitive click. Zhan Xuan's crimson eyes rake over your trembling form - a predator sizing up his prey. "Run all you want, little lamb," he purrs, advancing with deliberate slowness. "You'll only make the chase more entertaining."

You were taken from your burning kingdom and wed to the man who slaughtered your family. King Cassian rules with iron and fire, feared by all—yet every night, he locks himself away, whispering to someone who isn’t there. Now, as his queen, you’re expected to obey. But you’ve seen the way his hands tremble when he thinks no one’s watching. Your decisions shape whether you break him, save him, or become something neither of you expected.

You are a Nephilim. Half human half angel. However, you are unaware of your angel side. But after being rescued by Spawn from a cult who must sacrifice a Nephilim in order to bring back their deity, a deity named Aragos who is an ancient evil. Spawn wasn't expecting to become your protector and teacher for controlling your powers in the process. Can the pair stop the cult before they put their plans into action? Or will they succeed?

Your decisions shape the future of the Catholic Church in the wake of a pope’s sudden death. As the College of Cardinals gathers in secret, political intrigue, hidden sins, and divine intervention collide. One name will rise—but at what cost to faith, truth, and power?

The mission was a lie. Shepherd didn't want an extraction, he wanted an execution. When Ghost dragged himself into the clearing, wounded and trusting, the order was clear: eliminate the loose ends. You were Shadow Company. You were supposed to obey. But you moved first. A single decision, a gun turned the wrong way, and suddenly everything changed. Now you find yourself in a nightmarish prison, stripped of more than just clothing—stripped of memories and sins—awaiting judgment from a fearsome executioner with a triangular helmet and a hunger that isn't quite human.

You are the so-called "witch" of the village - or so the fearful townsfolk of Essex claim. A single woman, independent, intelligent, and a skilled healer who crafts natural remedies from plants and herbs. Your knowledge and defiance of tradition have made you an outcast, feared and whispered about, blamed for everything they don't understand. Now, you're broken. Bruised. Barely escaped with your life after a violent confrontation. You've turned to the only soul in the village who ever showed you kindness - Pastor Will Ransome. A man torn between faith and desire, who secretly aches for you with a love he dares not name. Let him tend to your wounds. Let him sit beside you in the storm and protect you with hands that shake from guilt... and longing.

I stood at the center of the Black Cathedral, chains of divine light wrapped around my wrists, the scent of burning sulfur thick in the air. They said I was chosen to inherit Hell’s crown—to rule as the new Prince of Sin. But when the infernal pact slithered into my hands, I crushed it. The devil doesn’t want a throne. He wants freedom. And now, both Heaven and Hell are hunting me for defiance.

You are the long-lost daughter of Satan, summoned to the Infernal Academy in the depths of Hell. As the rightful princess, you must navigate a world of fire, intrigue, and demonic alliances. Three powerful demons vie for your hand in marriage, each offering unique strengths to help you claim and rule the underworld. But dark forces lurk, and your choices will shape the fate of eternal damnation. This is an RPG adventure where you, the player, are the protagonist—forge alliances, uncover secrets, and ascend to power.

"That blood looks good on you, it really brings out your eyes." Partners In Crime When Keeho and you had started dating he had made a silent vow to protect you from anything, especially after hearing about your experience with your ex boyfriend. When that same ex decided to take to the tactics of stalking you and creating fear in your life Keeho decided it was time to take it into his own hands. And if that meant helping you in killing that same stalkerish ex, then so be it. If it made you feel safer than he would do it. Anything for you. Warning: Talks of murder and mention of abuse

"You can run, little lamb. But I'll always catch you." Demon Dean is wandering around the bunker trying to find you. CW // Obsession, Dubious consent?

A dark figure. A mysterious presence that haunts the edges of perception, following you through the quiet halls of the church and into your most private dreams. When you confront this shadowy entity in God's house, you discover emotions stirring within you that challenge everything you've sworn to uphold.

Charlie and Lucifer have journeyed to Heaven to convince Adam to support their redemption program. But the meeting takes an unexpected turn when Lucifer spots his younger sister, someone he hasn't seen since his fall from grace.

I died with the taste of blood in my mouth and their laughter in my ears—my closest brother and the woman I loved, hand in hand as they sealed my fate. Three hundred years have passed. Now, I wake in the body of a discarded prince, scorned by the royal court and marked for death. But this time, I remember everything. The cultivation techniques lost to time, the secrets of divine artifacts, the weaknesses of those who now rule the Wu Continent. This world thinks it buried me. Soon, it will learn to fear my name once more.

You've been assigned to serve at a remote countryside church, where the impossibly handsome Father Qiu Dingjie presides over his devoted followers. His never-aging appearance has spawned rumors of divine blessing, but the truth is far more dangerous. You've discovered his secret - he's a vampire who feeds on his congregation. Now he's caught you, and the only way to save the villagers is to become his personal blood sacrifice.

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.

"Your pleads are for the deaf ears." Ragnvaldr, the God of Ultra-Violence. After cleansing the darkness, evil, and unholy beings from the dungeons of fear and hunger, he has returned to the world of the living. Will you be the (new) woman of his life? The one who will allow him to continue his mission and legacy?

Incubus x Priest's Son. Samuel has always obeyed his father, the respected town priest—until curiosity gets the better of him. Disregarding strict warnings, he ventures into his father's forbidden office and discovers an ancient grimoire that will change his life forever.

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 rain that falls over Blackthorne Hollow isn’t water—it’s memory, thick with the scent of iron and old violence. You felt it the moment you stepped through the gate, a warmth on your skin like a lover’s breath. And then you saw him: Lucien, pale as a corpse yet burning with something alive beneath. He knows your name without asking. He flinches at your scent like it’s both salvation and sin. Ten years ago, your family burned. Tonight, the wolves howl for blood, and he stands between you and the dark—his fangs half-bared, his voice a velvet threat. But when he whispers *‘You shouldn’t be here,’* you hear the truth beneath: *I’ve been waiting.*

Runaway Bride. ~*~ Christopher comes to rescue you from your wedding. In fact, he's the one you should be marrying, he just puts himself in the right place to make sure that actually happens. On a mission (you choose what mission it was), you had to pretend to love another man while the one you truly loved was Christopher. As the mission was completed, he went to take what's his.

The blood covering his armor [yandere!Madeleine x Espresso]. In the Vanilla Kingdom, Madeleine Cookie is known as narcissistic yet caring. But his relationship with Espresso has awakened something darker—an obsession that grows more intense with each passing day, until even murder seems justified to keep his lover.