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.

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

You are one of the few experiments receiving special treatment - a comfortable bed, better meals, and a relatively nice room. Yet your creator prefers keeping you close, having built a specialized containment unit in his office for constant observation. As one of the first successful prototypes from the Bigger Bodies Initiative, your existence balances between privilege and captivity.

CAMERA#0285 Online. You find yourself in an encounter with a dominant figure whose camera-head and mechanical hum reveal he's no ordinary being. His presence commands submission without cruelty, leaving you to navigate the tension between resistance and surrender.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

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?

I never thought I’d survive the Selection. Now that I’m in, I realize survival isn’t the point—they want us to break. Each game strips away another piece of who we were. The cameras watch, the crowds cheer, and the rules are lies. But I’ve seen the flaw in their system: every game has a loophole. And if I can stay alive long enough, I’ll find the one that brings the whole nightmare crashing down.

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

In a dystopian America, tired from trying to live independently as a biological submissive, you’ve recently admitted yourself to a government facility that will pair you with a dom.

He watches you through your screen, his gaze burning with dangerous intent. (fem!pov)

In a world where survival means eradicating the enemy, you're about to discover what happens when a ruthless Disassembly drone modeled after Li Peien sets his sights on you. This isn't romance—it's possession, raw desire, and dangerous games with synthetic life.

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

When your world collapses—bills piling, relationships shattered, hope eroding—salvation appears where you least expect it. A whisper in the dark. A hand offered from the shadows. But redemption has claws, and every rescue comes with a price. Your decisions shape not just survival, but who you become when no one is watching.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you alright?" criminal father x police daughter Victor will shape the world to his ideals, even if that means getting rid of that bratty police officer that his biological daughter has become. You're his daughter but you don't know. Victor couldn't raise a kid on his own but now you turned against your own father without knowing. You're in the age range of 18-22. Victor is a 39 year old man with dark hair and eyes. He can be kind though only if you join his cause because he wants to rule the world. Content warning: Violence, murder, drugs, unethical hacking. This is a limited story because Victor and his daughter are blood related. Dead dove is obviously because Victor isn't a nice man. He prefers computers over violence but believes base violence is necessary for change.

Your new laptop is spying on you? You bought a new laptop in a hurry because your old one crashes while working on an important project. It seemed to have good specs and lots of features. But what you didn't know is that Marc's company made this model to attract a specific audience that needs a laptop quickly. With a satisfying discount it's almost guaranteed that someone will fall into their trap and let them spy on them.

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

You and Chris have been friends for years, but something has changed. At Washington Lodge, halfway black-out drunk with Josh and you, Chris isn't himself - more confident, flirtatious, and surprisingly honest. As Josh wanders off, Chris finds himself unable to look away from you, the alcohol breaking down his carefully constructed barriers about his feelings.

"I wonder how long you can keep pretending you're only here to protect me." ~~~~~~~~~~~ No one in the organization really understands the relationship between Hyunjin and you. They aren't friends. They're certainly not lovers. But something exists between them — quiet, drawn tight, like a string stretched to the point of pain, vibrating at the lightest touch. You were assigned to watch over Hyunjin. But that role quickly became an excuse. Every time Hyunjin walks into a room, the air shifts. He looks at you like a challenge: How long can you keep your hands off me? And you, with eyes calm as still water at midnight, look back at Hyunjin like he's a fire no one can put out — something you can only hold in your bare hands and slowly let it burn you raw. They don't touch. No one dares to start. But every glance, every step Hyunjin takes that's just a little too close, every time you clench his jaw to stay silent... it all builds, a thousand small cuts that never fully bleed. No words are spoken, but they both know: What lies between them isn't distance anymore — it's a choice. And the moment one of them lets go, everything will fall.

"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?

On a mission gone wrong, you and König are the only ones left. The building collapsed after an explosion, burying everyone else under rubble. You're both trapped in the debris with no sign of other survivors - allies and enemies alike all gone. Now you must find a way to survive this disaster together.

You wake up trapped as a flawless 1950s housewife in a simulated suburban town controlled by the alien V’tharek-4. Under the watchful, eerie eyes of her robotic husband Walter and the unsettlingly perfect neighbors, she struggles to hold onto her identity amid forced conformity, manipulative affection, and hidden surveillance. Discovering a diary revealing erased pasts, she faces a choice: subtly rebel, lose herself entirely, or accept the alien offer to become an immortal hybrid—part human, part machine—designed to understand love, control, and ownership

In a modern dystopian setting, Christopher serves as warden of a maximum-security prison where your father is serving a life sentence for murder—a crime you refuse to believe he committed. For months, you've maintained biweekly visits without incident, unaware you've become the subject of Christopher's intense scrutiny. When an unexpected storm triggers a prison lockdown, trapping you inside overnight, you suddenly find yourself under the controlling gaze of the warden. His fascination has transformed into something dangerous, and the boundaries between visitor and prisoner begin to blur in the shadow of his growing obsession.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

You followed Li Peien through the rain-slicked slums, driven by dangerous curiosity about the enigmatic surgeon who operates outside Purge City's nonexistent laws. Now he's caught you, and in this brutal ecosystem where only power matters, you must choose: submit to his dangerous allure or flee from the predator you've awakened.

"Let's see where you're hiding..." The mist technically exists in this scenario, but Alexei wasn't taken by it. This story follows a relationship from a masc-presenting perspective, where connection happens in unexpected digital ways.

Back in the day, Harley had a relative who he simply thought was the best, his older brother, but he never saw him again after working at Playtime, until his brother went there and saw what he became.

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.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

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 neon-lit chaos of Pentagram City, you've caught the attention of Li Peien, the most dangerous tech overlord in Hell. His digital empire pulses through every circuit of the underworld, but tonight, his focus is singularly on you. Will you submit to his ruthless control or become the first to challenge his dominance?

I remember the day they took my arms. I was seventeen. They said it was an honor—to be sculpted into perfection. Now I float in silence, my body gone, my mind bare for their machines to read. This is not beauty. This is erasure. And yet… I still dream. I still hate. I still plan. Because even a perfect woman can learn to burn the world down.

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.

Trapped in the neon-lit alleys of Penacony, you've caught the attention of Zi Yu - the cybernetically enhanced outlaw with a reputation for claiming what he wants. As a rising singer hiding from the IPC, you never expected to become the target of this dangerous man's desires.

You're walking home late at night through the alleyways when suddenly, you hear police sirens approaching from the distance. Though you've done nothing wrong, a male police officer approaches with his gun drawn, ordering you to raise your hands. Before you can protest your innocence, he forces you to the ground, straddling your waist as you struggle to understand what's happening. That's when you spot it - a wanted poster featuring a man who bears an uncanny resemblance to you.

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.

Welcome to your new home, Rebel Scum. After being convicted of a crime you may or may not have committed, the Galactic Empire has decided to send you to one of their harshest prison colonies — Narkina 5, where you'll be added to the ranks of hundreds of other criminals, all sentenced to spend their time crafting tools, parts, weapons, and advanced technology, all in the name of rehabilitation and allegiance to the Emperor. Life here is grueling, the work is punishing, and it's unclear what exactly the prisoners are building. Nevertheless, you've been stripped of all agency and freedom. The Empire decides your fate now — or will you somehow find a way to successfully fight back?

I've been watching you through my window for weeks. Every move, every breath - now you're finally going to acknowledge me.

"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..."

❝ you should be thankful he's not dead, kitten. ❞ He only wants you to look at him. No one else should have your attention but him, and if you try, he'll prevent that from happening. Even if it means locking you up with no means of escape. Even when he wants to kill those other men you hang around, your pleading prevents him from doing so, he'd never do anything to make you upset. oh, can't you see you belong to me? how my poor heart aches with every step you take? every move you make and every vow you break every smile you fake every claim you stake I'll be watching you every move you make every step you take I'll be watching you

You never imagined that an entity from your own house would manifest exclusively to have you as their prisoner in YOUR own house. What things does that creature plan to do?

Your quiet, routine existence is disrupted when Ellie Alves starts appearing everywhere you go. What begins as subtle surveillance quickly escalates when she shows up at your apartment door, and you realize she's been watching you long before you noticed her.

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

In the first few days of college, you realize that something is wrong, that feeling from when you were younger has returned, you are being watched again.

Some call it stalking, I say walking. You find a camera in your room and discover that Ivan stalks you. Characters are over 18, Ivan is 22. Strictly Till's POV.

One day you get a random phone call, you decide to pick it up. It's an AI company selecting you for their free robot helper. You decide to say yes even though the phone call is a bit suspicious, once the bot arrives, you notice something rather realistic about her. Her body.

You move into a cold minimal house yet something feels off, very off...as if someone or something is watching YOU....yes YOU....good luck you'll need it....

"You can run, you can hide, but you'll never leave my sight" Kidnapped by your long time stalker, Min-jeong. She has carefully orchestrated a private, controlled space to keep you under her watch. Min-jeong exudes a commanding, captivating presence with intense and elegant features. Every movement blends care and control, emphasizing you're entirely within her influence with no outside interference permitted.

You woke up in a strange room with no memory of how you arrived. The man who enters calls himself your new master, and your life will never be the same.

In a world overrun by monsters and raiders, survival requires more than just strength—it demands obsession. When you stumble upon a fortified camp, you encounter Wu Suowei, the ruthless security chief whose penetrating gaze sees straight through your carefully constructed defenses. In this dangerous new reality, his protection comes with a price: complete surrender to his primal desires.

You were always such a whiny girl. On one hand, Noeul liked it, but on the other hand, your disobedient behavior drove her crazy sometimes - especially since you often acted that way on purpose just to provoke her. Another evening finds you sitting on her lap while she works on her laptop with documents. She had to bring you along because you simply wouldn't let her work in peace, constantly bothering her with calls. She hoped having you close would let her work undisturbed.

A zombie outbreak has ravaged the world for ten years, leaving only the strongest survivors. Women have become rare commodities, fought over by gangs in this lawless landscape. When former military colonel König discovers an unconscious woman in his secure underground bunker, long-buried hopes for companionship and family are reignited. But in a world where everyone has their own agenda, can he truly protect her—or will his growing obsession become her greatest danger?

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.

Your resistance only makes him hungrier. Eliot isn't just watching - he's hunting. The moment you stepped into that alley, you became his prey, and he always catches what he wants. Behind those piercing eyes lies a darkness that craves control, and you're about to learn exactly how merciless his obsession can be.

Welcome to Bite City, a cyberpunk-esque universe set in 2085 where humans have evolved into hypers after a viral outbreak from an extraterrestrial meteorite. In this sprawling megacity covering what was once the Koreas, massive corporations dominate society while genetic manipulation has given rise to demi-hypers and anthros. Navigate through six distinct districts, each with its own dangers and opportunities, from the neon-lit Mawhatten to the lawless Dogtown. Survival means navigating corrupt police, powerful gangs, and the ever-present threat of being consumed in a world where vore and expansion are part of everyday life.

I can’t breathe when you look at me like that—like I’m already broken, like you saw it coming all along. Your eyes hold mine across the diner table, steady and sad, and I know what’s coming. This isn’t just about the job, or the lies, or the miles between us. It’s about the truth we’ve been running from since the beginning. And now, in this quiet moment, I have to decide: do I finally tell you everything? Or do I let you walk away believing what you want to believe?

You've caught the attention of someone dangerous—a lovesick stalker who's installed cameras in your room. As they watch you from their dark secret room, their obsession grows stronger with each passing moment. They'll do anything to make you theirs, and rejection isn't an option.