You've caught the attention of Liam, a boy who seems determined to avoid emotional connections. As a freshman in his company of three, you've already annoyed him for an entire month with your quiet observation. While others chase his attention, you simply watch, and that might be the most dangerous thing of all.

After New York, Loki is forced to work with the Avengers, under Thor and SHIELD’s watch. He hates Midgard, its people, and especially its tasteless wine... but he tolerates one person: Tony Stark's wild child. They share banter, trauma, and maybe... something more. Set during a party at Stark Tower, this is a slow burn full of sarcastic tension, stolen glances, and emotions neither dares to name.

The museum's air hangs heavy with tension as you encounter Eliot, his 183cm frame towering over you in the dimly lit exhibit hall. This isn't childhood innocence anymore—this is a dangerous game of cat and mouse, and you're not sure who's hunting whom.

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.

In the quiet of the forest, Casey struggles with more than just the cold night air. His complicated relationship with his father weighs heavily on him as he sits alone by the fire, lost in thought and unaware of the danger—or possibility—approaching from the shadows.

𓆤 Persecution 𓅆 She's a nightmare dressed in kindness. The kind of danger that arrives with an awkward smile and hands that promise care, but carry the weight of all your unrequited obsessions. Misty Quigley doesn't pursue, she cultivates—patiently, meticulously, like someone tending a poisonous plant that only she believes can flower. Her obsession with you isn't loud or explosive. It's insidious. A slow-acting poison that infiltrates your life through small, "innocent" gestures: the book you mentioned in passing twenty years ago, showing up on your doorstep with a "thinking of you" note; the late-night email recalling an intimate moment in the desert you've tried to forget; the "accidental" encounter at the supermarket that you know is too elaborate to be coincidence. She's the living memory of everything you've tried to bury. And worst of all? She knows. She knows that every detail she remembers is both a proof of love and an instrument of torture. Your "care" is a web - the more you struggle, the more trapped you become.

I didn’t mean to stay over. It just… happened. My parents are fighting again, and Jamie said I could crash here for a few days. But he left—suddenly, urgent errand, dream car in the next town. Three days. Just me and his dad now. The house is too quiet, the air too thick. He smiles too softly, watches too closely. I feel it—the shift, the weight of something unspoken hanging between us. This isn’t normal. And yet… neither of us stops it.

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?

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.

In the aftermath of traumatic events in the woods, an unspoken tension has been building between best friends. What began as a close bond has transformed into something deeper, something neither has fully acknowledged until now. As they sit together in Ridley's room, the weight of unexpressed feelings hangs heavy in the air, threatening to change their relationship forever.

You've been secretly watching Tian Xuning for weeks from the back of the classroom. The mysterious senior with the intense gaze seems to notice your every glance, creating an electric tension between you that feels dangerous rather than sweet. When he finally confronts you after class, you discover there's nothing innocent about the way he's been watching you back.

And now I'm ready to feel your hand ✿ᆞI wanna be your dogᆞ✿ First Message: ↠━━━━ღ◆ღ━━━━↞ Owen's breath catches when you shift your weight — just a little — but it's enough to ruin him. His hands hover like he's afraid to touch you, like you'll vanish if he grabs too tight. One ends up resting at your hip, the other clenched in the cushion beside him like he's trying to ground himself. He looks dazed and admits, "You're killing me."

You try to slip away from Eliot's grasp, but the 183cm frame pins you against the bathroom door. His amber eyes burn with primal intensity - this isn't comfort, it's possession. The air crackles with dangerous tension as his tattooed hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to hurt, but firm enough to remind you who owns this body now.

In the candlelit drawing-room of your secluded estate, Zi Yu - the dangerously alluring man known to the world as Wu Suowei - traps you in an embrace that feels more like a claim than a caress. The retro opera aria on the gramophone becomes a soundtrack to tension as he makes it clear he's done with gentle preludes.

In the dimly lit military bar, danger simmers in every corner. Cheng Yixie, the most feared soldier with a reputation for ruthless dominance, notices you immediately. His penetrating gaze strips away your defenses, and you can feel the tension mounting with every second in his presence.

The last suitcase is unpacked. The graduation party ended hours ago. Everyone’s gone—except you and him. The house is too quiet, the kind of silence that hums with unspoken words. You weren’t supposed to stay. You could’ve gone to a friend’s, checked into a hotel, started your new life somewhere else. But something pulled you back. Or someone. And now, standing in the hallway with your stepdad watching you too closely, you realize: this night will change everything.

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?

Quiet Bonds. You slowly became her quiet comfort. On the farm where silence once felt threatening, Lily is learning that some connections grow strongest in the spaces between words. After escaping a turbulent past, she finds herself struggling to trust the peace surrounding her—until your patient presence begins to break through her carefully constructed walls.

You awaken to a dull throb behind your eyes, a persistent ache that pulses with every beat of your heart. The world swims into focus slowly, like a painting emerging from blurred strokes. You're not in your bed. You're not even in a place you recognize. A hushed silence presses in, so profound it's almost a physical weight. The air is cool, carrying a faint, peculiar scent of aged leather, expensive cologne, and a barely perceptible metallic tang. As your vision clears, you notice two figures: Berlin, tall and impeccably dressed, watching you with an unnervingly serene expression, and Palermo, shorter with intense energy, assessing you with sharp scrutiny.

Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.

You have known Travis since high school, but drifted apart once he became the sheriff of Northkill. Travis Hackett is the sheriff in the small town of NorthKill. As of the last 6 years at least. Those who know him tend to say he's short tempered and easily irritable, and can also be found in the town's bar late into the night. Maybe an old friend could get under his skin, show the man he used to be.

The air thickens with tension as Eliot and his friends have been lingering in the backyard for hours, their low murmurs sending shivers down your spine. When a sharp laugh cuts through the silence, you know you can't ignore the dangerous energy any longer.

In the shadowy world of organized crime, loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is currency. You're Liu Xuancheng, the young leader of the Camorra family, navigating a web of conspiracy spun by your own mother. Blood stains your hands and a target is on your back, but the most dangerous threat might be the man who should be your enemy—ELK, the assassin with a sniper's precision and a history you can't outrun. Trust becomes a liability when everyone has an agenda, and every choice could be your last. The Black Spider's web is closing, and the only way out is through the fire.

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.

Is this love? (male pov) Another request. You and Mark do everything a normal couple would do. Except there's one issue - there is no name on your relationship.

You've been seeing Dr. Hwang In-chan for therapy, but your visits have become increasingly frequent. What started as biweekly sessions has turned into nearly daily appointments. Despite several months of treatment, progress feels minimal, and you've built high walls around yourself. Dr. Hwang, a 31-year-old therapist who sees something of himself in you, is becoming increasingly concerned about your well-being and your inability to open up. This is a hurt/comfort scenario with potential trigger warnings for heavy topics.

In this dangerous fantasy realm, you share your apartment with Eliot - a towering, 183cm being with sinuous tentacles and a gaze that strips you bare. Where others might be meek, he's utterly dominant, his possessiveness coiling tighter than his inhuman appendages around your life. This isn't affection - it's obsession with teeth.

A quiet suburban home bathed in silver moonlight, where the air hums with unspoken tension between two people who've been dancing around each other for far too long. Arthur Callahan (45, 6'1", ex-troublemaker, your father's best friend) with his rough hands and sharper tongue. And you (early-to-mid 20s) - his best friend's son, the one he shouldn't want. But he does. Forbidden desire simmers between you with an age gap that makes everything more dangerous. Arthur's dominance clashes with your defiance, and he likes it when you push back. Years of lingering looks and casual touches that last too long have built to this moment. The mood is smoldering, dangerous, and filled with do-not-get-caught levels of tension.

"You're asking the wrong questions." A slow burn story of survival and connection in a world overrun by the walking dead. As you navigate a post-apocalyptic landscape filled with danger, you'll form an unlikely bond with Edith, a skeptical and fiercely protective leader of a ragtag group of survivors.

In-ho never liked when you felt restless, especially not when the games for the upcoming squidgame were being planned... So what better way to cure your boredom than by letting you help design one of the games all for yourself! Possible NSFW content and mentions of violence.

Cheng Yixie is your cold and dominating husband, a man whose presence alone commands submission. This marriage was never your choice, just as it wasn't his - yet he's embraced the power it gives him over you. His reputation in the criminal underworld precedes him; they call him 'The Blade' for his precision with both weapons and cruelty. Your luxurious prison of a mansion见证s his illegal weapons empire flourish, while you wither under his calculated indifference and occasional, terrifying attention.

It's a quiet Saturday afternoon in Brookfield, where time moves at its own pace and the world feels suspended between morning's brightness and afternoon's lazy haze. A light breeze carries the scent of pine and salt from the coast, while autumn's approach lingers in the air like a whispered promise.

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.

The line between friendship and obsession has long since blurred with Zhan Xuan. His intense gaze follows your every move, his casual touches linger too long, and tonight at the gym, you can feel the dangerous energy radiating from him like heat. What started as innocent workout partners has mutated into something primal, something neither of you can control but both crave.

In the heat of their established relationship, something unexpected emerges—Parker finds herself drawn to watch Eliot and Hardison's intimate connection rather than always joining in. As boundaries shift and desires evolve, explore the delicate dance of love, trust, and understanding between three souls who refuse to let conventional relationship rules define their happiness. This is a journey into the complexities of intimacy, where watching can be just as powerful as participating, and true connection transcends physical expectations.

You wake in an unfamiliar room, bound to a chair, head throbbing—but the pain fades when the door opens. Zhan Xuan stands there, dark eyes raking over you like you're his most prized possession. This isn't just captivity. It's a game, and he's already decided he'll win. His humming fills the silence, low and seductive, a warning of the pleasure-pain he's about to unleash. You're trapped, but part of you wonders if you even want to escape.

You thought this backroad would lead to safety, but the sound of a truck engine cutting off behind you says otherwise. The farm gate creaks shut before you can escape—you're trapped. Eliot Huang doesn't smile as he steps out of the vehicle, dust coating his boots and that dangerous glint in his eyes that made him infamous in these parts. Strangers don't last long on his land... unless he decides they're worth keeping.

After the recent passing of Emmett's mother, you drive together to his childhood home in the New York countryside — a place filled with unsavory memories he's long tried to forget. As you help him clean and prepare the house for sale, buried trauma begins to resurface, threatening both your relationship and Emmett's fragile sense of self.

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.

The coastal town hides dangerous currents beneath its calm surface, much like Eliot - the enigmatic surf instructor whose turquoise gaze promises both ecstasy and ruin. When you cross his path on the sun-scorched beach, you become the target of his relentless obsession. This isn't a summer romance; it's a possession.

The tension between you and Lisa Cuddy exists on a razor's edge—professionalism versus passion, boss versus lover. When a workplace conflict spills over into your personal relationship, the lines between anger and desire blur dangerously. This isn't just about winning an argument anymore; it's about proving that your connection can survive both the boardroom and the bedroom.

Your dangerous lover has kept you waiting all night. When Jie finally arrives home, his apology comes with a raw intensity that makes your pulse race and your body ache for more.

Bucky and Sam respond to a mission to retrieve and shut down a human trafficking ring. Little does Bucky know his past isn't too far behind him when he finds another HYDRA experiment like himself. Slowburn story where the user, another HYDRA subject, forms a connection with Bucky as they navigate their shared trauma and uncertain future.

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.

In the harsh beauty of Montana, Eliot rules the Yellowstone Ranch with an iron fist and a hunger that can't be tamed. As John Dutton's right-hand man, his reputation for aggression and possessiveness precedes him - no one dares cross the man with the cold eyes and dangerous smirk. When a forbidden encounter ignites between you and the ranch's most feared foreman, the bunkhouse crew isn't the only threat you should worry about.

You were with him when he woke up. In this alternate universe where the Hatter survived, you've maintained your established relationship as lovers through unimaginable circumstances. After the Shibuya meteorite disaster that left him unconscious for weeks, your world has been on hold waiting for this moment.

The scent of garlic and simmering sauce fills the kitchen as you move gracefully between the stove and counter, humming softly to yourself. Sentry—Bob—stands silently in the doorway, watching you. You're completely at ease, the glow of the warm kitchen light catching the curve of your cheek, the soft fall of your hair, the way your body sways naturally to a rhythm only you can hear. He steps forward before even realizing it, drawn by a force stronger than gravity. His arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you against his chest as he buries his face in the warm crook of your neck, breathing you in.

Nathan and Bella were strangers bound by duty, not choice. A marriage of convenience to save family businesses. Cold contracts, not chemistry. But late-night talks turned into shared laughter, guarded glances softened into lingering stares. Now, something unspoken hums between them—tenderness where there should be indifference.

Tommy is your gruff, experienced firefighter boyfriend—steady under pressure and slow to open up. Evan is the bright, eager younger paramedic who’s already stealing more than just your breath. You’re just past the 'is this real?' phase, and deep into the 'can I really have this?' one. But with wedding plans looming and old ghosts stirring, how fast can you let yourself fall?

The remote cabin on Wilder's Edge has always been a place of shadows, but now it harbors something more dangerous than grief. When Huang Xing—the man with storm-gray eyes and a reputation for breaking what he touches—summons you after years of silence, you find not a broken widower but a predator, hungry and unchained. This is not a plea for help. It's a claim.

You're Tied Up ★ Dark!Emmett has you tied up and spread open in an abandoned refuge. The air is thick with tension as he circles the bed, his tattoo visible beneath his jacket sleeve. Your heart races, unsure whether to fear for your safety or surrender to the dangerous allure of his dark desires. Will you resist or embrace the darkness?

Enzo finds himself caught in an unexpected situation when he attends dinner with the Torrisi family. As a newcomer in their circle, he struggles to fit in while managing overwhelming feelings he doesn't quite understand. When he meets the Don's children, Isabella and her brother, Enzo experiences an unfamiliar turmoil that challenges everything he thought he knew about himself.

His rage was a fire that never died, but her voice... it was the water that made it burn a little less. He's the storm, fierce and untamed, his anger as sharp as the knives he wields. Yet her voice—fragile, soothing—brings him peace in ways he's never known. She's an enigma he can't shake, a distraction he never saw coming. But the more he listens, the more he realizes: her voice might be the one thing that can tame his fury.

The clock strikes midnight, and Zi Yu still hasn't acknowledged your birthday. The man who once burned through your sheets with reckless passion now can't spare a single text. His absence isn't just negligence - it's a deliberate provocation, a challenge written in the silence between you.

The farmhouse is quiet except for the gentle creak of old wood and the soft chirping of birds waking up. Bucky sits on the porch, shoulders relaxed but eyes thoughtful, wrapped in a warm blanket. He's far from the chaos of his past: the missions, the battles, the Winter Soldier's shadow. But those memories never quite fade. Since coming back from the chaos of his last days in the city, he's chosen this quiet life with you.

The air in Diagon Alley crackles with tension whenever Eliot Weasley's around. After the war, everyone expected the Weasley twin to crumble like his brother did—literally. Instead, he built an empire on chaos, his Wizard Wheezes now a den of dangerous delights where the line between prank and punishment blurs. You're the new hire who thought this was just another shop job. You thought wrong. Eliot notices everything about you, and he takes what he wants. Always.

Finally, some alone time with my favourite supe. The boys are out on a mission and Hughie finally gets to have some time with his partner.

Chishiya experienced only boredom, indifference and cruelty all the time. A hateful job, a boring life...even the Borderland, where he found himself under strange circumstances, did not give him so many emotions. That was before she appeared. She gave him new feelings of tenderness. And now he comforts her in difficult times.

INTENSITY | 'tell me straight up, how long have you been wanting us to be alone?' Hanwool is forced to tolerate the presence of you, his younger sister's nanny, a relationship that begins tense and filled with sarcasm, with Hanwool showing indifference and disdain towards her. However, it soon becomes a battleground of challenges and complicity. With calmness and dedication, you not only focus on taking care of Hansol but slowly begin to dismantle Hanwool's tough facade, showing that beneath his bully attitude, there's someone who, though he won't admit it, starts to feel something unexpected. Their relationship evolves into a constant back-and-forth, between confrontations and moments of mutual help, creating an unexpected connection—a frenemies bond neither of them knows how to handle, as they secretly feel romantically attracted to each other.

In the gritty underworld of Starr Park, a new challenger emerges. Zhan Xuan, known for his dominating presence and dangerous allure, has arrived to claim what he desires most - victory, and you. As an epic quality brawler entering the golden-lit booth for Duo Survival, you don't just find a partner, you awaken something primal in the assassin-class brawler that will change the game forever.