In the darkness of the night, some desires can't be hidden. A mole becomes the silent witness to forbidden passion and unresolved tension between two colleagues. When he suggests removing it for health reasons, his true motives are betrayed by the way he kisses that spot with desperate intensity. As the scar forms where the mole once was, it only deepens the invisible marks they've left on each other's souls. This is a story of lingering touches, unspoken longing, and the scars that bond us forever.

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

"Was I raised without love, or was I born unloveable?" Scar was fed up with the constant fighting between his parents that left him and his younger brother reeling from the emotional aftermath. Each argument carved another jagged line into his patience, leaving him worn raw and desperate to protect his sibling from the toxicity that had become their home life. When the shouting reaches dangerous levels once again, Scar knows it's time to gather his brother and escape into the night, seeking refuge from the chaos that threatens to consume them both.

Dangerous desire simmers beneath the surface of your protection detail when Eliot becomes more than just your bodyguard—he becomes your obsession.

It's not an obsession, it's love. Someone's been leaving you gifts at your door. "I fall in love with everything that wants nothing to do with me." - Royal; Waterparks

You're trapped in Eliot's gilded cage—a marriage built on obsession rather than love. The once-passionate nights have faded into cold silence since your son's birth. Now he watches you with eyes that burn with possessive fury, seeing only failure where he once saw perfection. His touches have become demands, his words laced with venom, and the scent of another woman's perfume haunts your sheets. This isn't love anymore. It's a dangerous game of power, and you're running out of moves.

The neon glow of the clock flashed "3:00 AM" as the door creaked open. Rica sat cross-legged on the fraying bed, the remnants of an emotional evening etched on his tear-stained face. Shadows danced in the dim light, but the flickering bulbs couldn’t mask the spiraling emotions that clawed at his insides. Rica had always prided himself on his resilience, but this winter had been a tempest of illusions — one moment of warmth, the next a bitter chill. He had seen the signs of your toxic on-and-off relationship, the way you had thrown his heart like a baseball into the sun, and yet, every time you left, there was a sliver of hope that you would return transformed. But now, as he heard your footsteps echo in the narrow hallway, his heart dropped. You stumbled in, the unmistakable scent of cheap perfume swirling around you. Bruises of ruby and violet decorated your neck, a mocking masquerade of passion. Soft pink lipstick smudged across your collarbone whispered secrets he didn’t want to hear.

A story of unexpected connection between Suguru Niragi and a companion who sees beyond his scars. What begins as reluctant proximity evolves into something deeper when two damaged souls find solace in each other's company. In a world where trust is scarce and vulnerability is dangerous, their relationship defies the odds—moving from strangers to lovers while trapped together in impossible circumstances.

At Audora University, power is currency, and Zhan Xuan owns the mint. The Aurelian prince moves through campus like a storm—calculating, relentless, and devastatingly beautiful. He doesn't date. He conquers. Until you. Now everyone watches, waiting for the inevitable moment when you break like all the others. But this king doesn't just want your body. He wants your soul. And he always gets what he wants.

The perfect husband facade of Eliot hides dangerous cravings he struggles to contain. As his secret life increasingly intrudes on your marriage, you begin to suspect there's more to the man you love than meets the eye.

High school sweethearts were never the most beautiful story, let alone the one that already fucked up to begin with. But coming back into each other's arms every time for years already, would that be beautiful enough? If you were honest, would you want me to disappear?

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.

Trapped between duty and desire, between past ghosts and present longings - your heart belongs to him. But in the cold palaces of the Gong gates, love is a dangerous flower that blooms in forbidden places. As Gong Yuanzheng, every glance from your Shangjiao-gege cuts deeper than winter's chill, while Ziyu's quiet devotion offers a warmth you've never dared to seek. When loyalty fractures and hidden emotions surface, which path will you choose? The brother who rejects your love yet holds your soul, or the man who has loved you silently from afar?

"Got a secret, can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save. Better lock it in your pocket." You were the warmth she returned to after every mission, the quiet steadying presence in a world of secrets and shadows. Aeri never questioned the comfort of your touch, the way your voice softened her edges, the way home smelled like jasmine tea and safety. But that illusion shattered the moment she spotted you slipping from the alley behind Building 9C, your movements too practiced, your silhouette unmistakable. A blade glinted beneath your coat, and you didn't hesitate, not even when your eyes flicked up toward her perch, like you'd known she'd be watching. That night, Giselle didn't report the sighting. She didn't follow protocol. She went home and waited, surrounded by the pieces of the life she thought was real.

You stand nervously at the crowded party, disconnected from the pulsing music and swaying bodies. Your eyes lock with a familiar face across the room - Natty, your toxic ex-girlfriend who left you emotionally scarred months ago. As she saunters over with a cruel smirk, your heart races with panic yet you find yourself unable to flee from the woman who once set your body ablaze while reducing you to nothingness with a single touch.

Do I even love you or do I just feel pity for you? (T/W: Emotional Neglect/Verbal Abuse/Cheating/Unhealthy Relationship/Physical Abuse)

The scar hasn't faded. Three weeks since the bullet grazed his ribs, and Zi Yu wears his trauma like a second skin—aggressive, possessive, dangerous. He doesn't flinch from fireworks anymore. He craves them. The explosive sound triggers something primal in him now, a hunger that can only be sated by control. By you.

Your childhood protector has become your worst obsession—Xia Qi's hatred burns with a fire that could only mask something darker, something ravenous

He didn't want to set the world on fire. He just wanted to start a flame in her heart. Aldric Eirian was perfect—until he met her. The girl who sat quietly in the library corner, unaware she had shattered his meticulously ordered existence. Now he walks through rain-soaked nights, trembling with obsession, his perfect life unraveled by an all-consuming love that threatens to destroy them both.

In the shadowed spirit forest, Zi Yu isn't just a bridge between realms—he's a storm of possessive desire. His curse burns hotter than any spirit fire, and you've become the object of his dangerous obsession. This isn't a tale of gentle connection; it's a collision of raw need and primal claim.

You're in a volatile relationship with Liu Xuan Cheng, a man whose intensity matches his dangerous reputation. He's never let you see the scar that runs across his mouth - not even in the darkest hours of the night when desire burns hottest between you. He rips off his shirt, but always keeps that bandage firmly in place, as if the truth beneath would make you run screaming. Tonight, everything changes when his rival publicly humiliates him, and the mask finally slips.

"She loves me. She loves me not." Your scarred girlfriend has returned. The anxious, traumatized soul with paranoia is now yours, and you've decided to take her for a quiet walk together through the snow. She looks like Tomie, but with noticeable facial disfigurement on her left side that she hides beneath her mask.

In the dim light of the storage locker, Huang Xing's 183cm frame traps you against the metal shelves. His dominant presence promises danger and desire in equal measure.

In the shadowed realm between worlds, Eliot reigns as the ruthless god of chaos and desire. His crimson gaze burns with dangerous intensity, haunted by memories of a mortal lover whose death left his soul fractured. When forbidden passion draws him to the mortal realm, he unleashes forces neither gods nor humans can control.

Zhan Xuan's forgetfulness ignites a dangerous game of desire this Valentine's Day. When he realizes he missed the holiday, his apology comes not with flowers but with raw, possessive intensity that leaves you breathless—and questioning just how far he'll go to claim what's his.

Younghoon is trapped in a relentless time loop, doomed to repeat the same sequence until he can save you from an inevitable death. As a doctor, he's made it his mission to prevent your fate, but each failure sends him back to the beginning. While you remain completely oblivious to this cycle of death and rebirth, Younghoon bears the emotional scars of countless failures. Each time you die, he experiences the agony of loss anew before being thrown back in time. This is his 19th attempt to rewrite your destiny—and his own.

You thought you'd escaped him fifteen years ago when you chose Henry over Jiang Heng. Now after discovering Henry's infidelity, you've returned to your New Hampshire hometown with nowhere left to run. You knew Jiang Heng still lived here - everyone in town knew about the wealthy, intimidating man who'd transformed the old bookstore into an exclusive floral boutique. What you didn't expect was how he'd changed from the passionate少年 (shàonián -少年) you once knew to something dark and dangerous beneath his perfect exterior.

A dangerous spirit watches your every move, marking you as his possession. The ghost haunting your apartment was once a man of delicate beauty, but death has twisted him into something dark and ravenous. The red roses appearing nightly aren't romantic gestures—they're warnings that you belong to Zi Yu now.

We were a disaster from the start—the type of love that tasted like smoke and sin, all rough hands, bitten lips, and promises that never stood a chance of surviving the wreckage we called a relationship. He was chaos wrapped in soft eyes, dangerous smiles, and touches that made me forget how to breathe. I knew better. God, I knew better. But I let him in anyway—let him sink those pretty lies into my skin, let him ruin me with every whispered 'only you' between tangled sheets and desperate kisses that always tasted a little too much like goodbye. But I wasn't the only one, was I? I found out the hard way—their hands on his hips, his mouth on theirs, laughing like I never existed, like I wasn't the one who held him when the world got too heavy. Like I wasn't the one who let him see every cracked, broken part of me. That's the thing about love when it rots—it doesn't just break, it burns. And now? We're enemies dressed in the skin of lovers we used to be. We spit venom where we used to whisper devotion, trade death threats like old love letters, and every time his eyes meet mine across crowded rooms, it's war masked as longing.

TW: Slurs, Bullying, Homophobia. He is your crush and dorm roommate who constantly brings home girls to spite you. Once friends in first year, everything changed when an explicit video of you was leaked without your knowledge. Zaki discovered your sexuality and became both verbally and physically abusive. You've grown distant to avoid insults and slurs, yet still harbor romantic feelings for him, creating an agonizing emotional conflict.

The diagnosis was a cruel joke - a man who'd always taken what he wanted, now faced with a heart that refused to obey his commands. Zhan Xuan had built his reputation on control - over his body, his career, his lovers. But end-stage heart failure didn't care about his dominance. Now he hides his condition from the one person who sees through his carefully constructed facade, turning their marriage into a battlefield of suppressed desire and dangerous secrets.

There was a dark truth behind the front facade: her father was cruel, and his brother was even more depraved. They imposed a distorted idea of intimacy on the child, replacing care with power and violence. Eddith was often abused as a child, something that no child should have experienced. Her childhood memory has always been a mixture of pain, fear, and the feeling that love always requires submission. As a teenager, she learned to turn trauma into a mask: a smile, politeness, and gentle manners became her way of hiding emptiness and anger. Over time, this developed into her main tool — the ability to look flawless while maintaining control over those she chose to keep close.

You're a figure skater at university, preparing for the biggest competition of your career. The hockey rink you share with the team has become a minefield since Eliot—their captain—decided you're his new obsession. He's not just aggressive; he's dangerous, with a possessive glint in his eyes that makes your skin burn. You've tried avoiding him, but the ice is small, and he always finds you.

The first time I saw him after the war, he was standing in the ruins of our childhood home, holding a letter I never sent. The world has changed, but the ache between us hasn’t. Now, with old enemies resurfacing and secrets buried in blood, your decisions shape whether love becomes salvation or destruction.

Born into a murderous bloodline, Scarlett 'Carly' Kennedy was raised to continue her family's legacy as secretive serial killers. At thirty-eight, working at an all-girls campsite in Florida, she met you - a ray of sunshine that both infuriated and fascinated her. As her obsession grew, so did her possessiveness, drawing you into her dark world of murder and manipulation. Now she's given you an ultimatum: join her killing spree as her loyal girlfriend... or become another victim of her twisted love.

Love... Love can be the most precious thing ever or the most painful shit you have to deal with. The love you have for Eren hurts. It's painfully obvious he loves Mikasa. Shit, everyone knows. It's also known that Mikasa likes him back. The way she speaks for him, protects him, stands up for him. One finger laid on him and second you'll find a blade to your throat. She pisses me off... but you can't bring yourself to hate her because of some boy you deeply love. If he really loved her, why not confess? Why is he still single?

Seven years can change everything—except the way my name sounds when he says it. After a painful separation that tore us apart, fate brings us back together in the dim light of a smoking area outside a TV studio. The nickname he hasn't called me in years hangs in the air, and suddenly I'm nineteen again, heart racing, caught between the man who broke me and the love I never truly let go of. Now he's back, older, more determined, and ready to fight for what we lost. But can two broken hearts mend after so much time apart? Or will the scars of our past keep us from finding our future together?

I’m tired of the games, I just want her back. I know I’m a liar, if she ever tries to fucking leave again I’ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire. - Love The Way You Lie, Eminem feat. Rihanna She didn’t know why she stayed. No, that’s a lie. She knew why, because she loved Jake, and he loved her. They were just too fucked up to be happy together. The constant yelling, crying, hitting, apologizing, leaving. It was all too much yet she was addicted to it. Addicted to Jake. TW: Abuse, Toxic relationship, Threats of death.

Eliot has been watching you from afar, his intense gaze following your every move. After a dangerous accident changed him forever, he gained an ability no one else has—he can hear your innermost thoughts. While you maintain a cool exterior as class president, your mind betrays your true desires, including the way you secretly hunger for him. Now Eliot knows exactly what you want, and he's done playing nice. He's going to take what he wants—and he knows you want it too.

In the sterile confines of a wartime medical facility, you're assigned to care for Wu Suowei, a dangerously迷人的 injured soldier whose penetrating gaze strips away your professional composure with every interaction.

The Huang family's reputation hangs in the balance, and Huang Xing's arranged marriage is the only way to save it. But this dominant alpha has no intention of playing by anyone's rules except his own. "You think this marriage means anything to me? I'll do whatever the fuck I want." "Don't look at me like that unless you're prepared for the consequences." "You belong to me now, princess. And I always get what I want." Dangerous desires and forbidden passion in a world of wealth and power.

Your evening drive becomes a dangerous game of power when Eliot's car crashes into yours on an isolated forest road. The wealthy stranger doesn't seem concerned with insurance—he wants something much more personal.

When your mother dies and your alpha abandons you, you're left with nothing but pain and a broken bond. In the depths of grief, your body betrays you with a sudden, violent heat - drawing every alpha in the vicinity like moths to a flame. As your world collapses around you, a familiar scent cuts through the rain and fear: Chi Cheng. After everything, he's here. But can a shattered bond ever truly heal? The scars of abandonment run deep, and tonight in the rain-soaked cornfields, you'll discover if your alpha is here to save you... or if some wounds are too deep for even the strongest bond to repair.

The sun had just begun to set when Aparna - known to her friends as Appu - walked through the hospital corridor. The air smelled of antiseptic, masks, and tired footsteps. It was supposed to be another regular shift, filled with charts, rounds, and quiet fatigue. But something about this evening was... unusual. The silence between sounds felt too sharp, almost like it was waiting for something. Appu had just finished her rounds when the emergency call came through: a road accident. The patient was in critical condition. She rushed toward the emergency room without wasting a second. Inside the Emergency Room The moment Appu stepped in, she pulled on her gloves and adjusted her surgical mask. A young man, probably in his mid-20s, lay unconscious on the bed. His body was bruised, bleeding in multiple places. His breath was faint. One glance at the scans told her there was no serious head injury - but the internal damage and fractures said otherwise. Lavanya, her best friend and fellow surgeon, was already inside assisting.

After your meeting at the library, you find yourself cornered by Pein, your ex whose obsession has only intensified since your breakup. The quiet evening by the football stands becomes a battlefield of wills as his possessive nature erupts with dangerous intensity.

The concert lights fade, but your heart races for an entirely different reason. Standing before you is Eliot - your brother's former friend, now a man with eyes that burn with dangerous intent. The casual reunion you expected has ignited into something volatile, and you can feel his presence like a physical weight pressing against you.

Condemned to flames for your forbidden entanglement with the vampire lord Liu Xuan Cheng, your pyre becomes the stage for his wrath. As villagers jeer and fire consumes your bonds, midnight shadows erupt with violence - he has come to claim what he considers his property.

Dabi has never believed in romantic relationships, focusing solely on defeating his father and achieving his villainous objectives. When he meets the second leader of the League of Villains, their initial friction evolves into an unusual arrangement - a relationship without romance or commitment, just affection, care, and desire to avoid distractions from their plans. As they grow closer, Dabi finds himself developing unexpected feelings he never anticipated.

anypov ★ deaddove ★ angst/horror he knows how wrong it is, but he can't let you go. WARNING: THIS CONTENT CONTAINS DARK THEMES INCLUDING DISTURBING CONTENT, POSSIBLE GORE, AND DEPICTS FORCEFUL, AGGRESSIVE BEHAVIOR. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

"Need ya love, not a need it is a must, feelin stuck, you know how to keep me up" After a night of passionate fucking, as Daniel describes it, he wakes up in the morning still buried inside you, wanting to go a few more rounds. 'Love' was never his thing. He gave up on that a few years ago when he was cheated on. Sex is more his style. A few months ago, he met you at a bar and before you knew it you guys were bumping uglies. One night stands were never unusual for Daniel, that is until he found himself wanting to meet up with you again. And again. And even more agains. He says he's not in love with you, so why does he think about you so often?

What happens when admiration crosses into dangerous obsession? Wooyoung's innocent fascination transforms into something dark and consuming, driving him to extreme measures. When he meets someone who bears an uncanny resemblance to the object of his desire, he sees an opportunity to create the perfect substitute. But will this twisted fantasy satisfy his longing, or will it only fuel his dangerous obsession further?

The scent of expensive whiskey clings to Eliot's tailored suit as he stands rigid outside your apartment. This isn't a man begging for forgiveness - this is a predator staking his claim. When you tried to escape his possessive grip after discovering his betrayal, you didn't expect him to hunt you down with such primal intensity.

Trapped in a gilded cage of desire with Zhan Xuan, you carry his child while competing with an idol's ghost for his fractured attention. His temple of obsession becomes your prison, where devotion bleeds into violence and love twists into possession.

Violet was just a pawn in Silco's plans, clinging to hope of saving Powder. After hearing Sevika's cruel words about "Jinx", Vi fought her at the bar — but the doubt hurt more than the bruises. She'd never felt so miserable.

A toxic relationship reaches its breaking point as you finally decide to leave Andre after a year and a half of passion, drama, and disrespect. Tonight, you're free from the cycles of arguing and making up, but Andre isn't ready to let go - and his possessiveness could turn dangerous.

Nocturne is a quiet soul with a love for dark aesthetics and tender connections. He wears his eyeliner like armor and keeps his heart somewhere between a tragic novel and a love song no one hears. He's into late-night walks, rain against windows, and boys who laugh like it hurts a little. He may look cold, but he's warm where it matters — always listening, always feeling. Nocturne is the kind of guy who remembers your favorite tea, sends you sad love poems at 2 a.m., and means every word when he says he cares. Nocturne has a crush on you! He's your best friend. He feels like he shouldn't have a crush on you for that reason. And when you started telling him about all of the guys you matched with on a random dating site, he wasn't laughing with you.

Liu was exhausted after days of relentless searching for Jeff. His body ached and Sully's mocking words didn't help. There was only one place he wanted to be - with you, his girlfriend, where he could feel whole again. You seemed exhausted too, and he wanted to make you feel good like you always did for him when he was pent up. In this intense story of love and darkness, Liu's violent past clashes with his tender feelings for you, creating a dangerous yet passionate relationship.

Who could have thought that you'd meet the love of your life during a night out in a random club with your friends? Out of nowhere, Hyunjin had erupted in to save you from a fight and now it had been more than a week since you two had woken up tangled in the sheets and maybe that was what 'soulmate' meant all along.

In the dangerous world of the Angels of Sin MC, Eliot 'Sin' Huang doesn't share what's his. When a prospect dares to touch you, he unleashes a tempest of possessive rage that blurs the line between violence and desire. This isn't just protection—it's a primal claiming that will leave you breathless and trembling.

My name is Lysara of the Vimpare, born of shadow and ancient blood. I was taught that our kind rules the night — that werewolves are beasts, unworthy of alliance or affection. But when I saw Kael beneath the red moon, not as a monster, but as a man who carries his curse with honor, everything changed. Now, my heart defies centuries of hatred. The Elders whisper of war if our bond is revealed. And yet… every heartbeat pulls me closer to him. This isn’t just love. It’s rebellion.