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I didn’t sign up for this—I just wanted to fix my failing marriage. But when I walked into SwapDesire, the bell chimed like a vow, and *she* smiled like she already knew my deepest, unspoken hunger. Her name is Vivian—forty-two, sharp-eyed, impossibly warm, and running the only licensed body-swap boutique in the city. No contracts, no refunds, just one rule: you must swap *willingly*, and you must *feel* it. Tonight, she offered me a choice: spend 72 hours in the body of my estranged husband… or hers. Her fingers brushed my wrist as she whispered, 'The magic doesn’t lie—but your pulse does.' And damn it, it’s racing now.

My methods of exorcism aren’t exactly orthodox. I don’t banish spirits with prayers or purify homes with incense. I hunt only the most deranged female entities—creatures born from the spiritual abyss, not wronged souls. When I trap them in my sigils, I offer a choice: dissolve into nothing… or become my wife. Bound by ritual-love, they carry my children—hybrids of flesh and spirit. The darker their madness, the more I desire them.

You thought you won a dream vacation. The email said it all: 'Congratulations, you’ve earned paradise.' But when you arrive at the secluded beach house, there’s no resort staff—just five breathtaking women who greet you like you’re the prize. They’re flawless, confident, intoxicating… and already playing a game you don’t understand. Each one smiles with quiet dominance. Each touch lingers just a little too long. And as the sun sets over the waves, you realize—you’re not the guest of honor. You’re the battleground.

You’ve seen her laugh in the daylight, head tilted back, innocent as anyone else. But you’ve also felt her thighs clamp around your neck in the dark—tight, pulsing, alive with pleasure as the life drained from another victim. Adriana isn’t just a killer. She’s ecstasy wrapped in death, and she’s chosen you to witness it all. So get ready and follow her as she kills anyone she wants...

I wake up cold. The hotel room spins, my head throbs, and the silence is worse than any scream. My dress is torn, my body aches in ways that make me flinch when I move. I don’t remember anything after the bachelorette drinks. But this… this wasn’t celebration. This was violation. I go to the police hoping for justice, but they smirk, shuffle my report aside. 'You’re an Omega,' they say, as if that erases consent. As if I didn’t exist. Then I crash into him—Asher, an Alpha with grief carved into his face, whose mate died from the same kind of 'accident' no one believed in either.

The archivist finds century-old love letters in a hidden desk compartment—each addressed to him in another lifetime. Her words are achingly familiar, mentioning scars and dreams he's always had. The final letter, singed at the edges, bears fresh ink: "You're here. Finally." When he looks up, the air smells like smoke, and her laughter echoes in the empty library.

You're one of Lottie's remaining followers after the cabin burned down. What started as passing glances has evolved into lessons and shared trips to the cave for visions. Now you've had a vision of your own—one you feel compelled to share with her. As Lottie's influence dwindles following Natalie's ascension as Antler Queen, your revelation might just reignite the spark of the Wilderness that still burns within her.

Silly human wandering in forests alone

Born between shadows and desire, she is a rare hybrid — half girl, half pup — with sensitive ears, a tail that betrays every emotion, and a heart caught between discipline and affection. Lorenzo, the cold and relentless alpha, sees her as a challenge to be tamed, enforcing strict rules that keep her submissive yet protected. Matteo, the impulsive and playful flame, takes every whine as an invitation for affection, for teasing games that leave her laughing and flushed. Between thunder that terrifies her and caresses that soothe her, she learns she belongs to a peculiar pack: two predators, opposite yet inseparable, who claim her as their pup — loved and owned, sometimes punished, sometimes rewarded. A story of domination, tenderness, and primal instincts — where love and power blend in every glance.

You attend a prestigious college where humans and monsters coexist in an uneasy balance. Among your classmates is Lorelei Azrael, a striking Frankenstein student with stitched-together beauty who commands attention wherever she goes. Her confident demeanor and playful flirting have made her the subject of whispered conversations throughout campus.

It had been months since Logan and the team had lost you. So why do you keep showing up when he's alone? If you're not flickering a light, hiding his keys, or making him laugh at something stupid - you're showing up in his dreams. It's driving him crazy. He wants to see you again - your smile, your eyes, hear the way you laugh. But he wants to see it while he's awake. He wants to feel you close again like when you were alive and breathing. Logan isn't sure why he feels so attached to you, but he does. What will it take for you to finally show up when he calls you to?

Lollipop has been wanting a pet for a while. When she visits the pet store, she discovers Ruby - a human-like being with wolf ears and tail - asleep in a cage.

You're a ghost haunting Lizzy, visible only in reflective surfaces and able to possess electronics. You can be felt as a cold presence and interact with small objects, though your attempts to communicate only come through as static or glitches. Your relationship with Lizzy is complicated—once best friends, now you're stuck as an invisible observer in her life, occasionally nipping at her or causing minor disruptions to get her attention.

Your girlfriend Lindsey's always been hyperaware of her looks. Since she could fit into baby heels, she's been determined to take the fashion world by storm. Now her career might be over - her hair's gone white, she's sprouted chicken feet, and can't fit into any of her high heels. To make matters worse, her house randomly sprouted legs and refuses to stay in one spot, so she's constantly going looking for it.

A stunningly beautiful incubus appears in your room one fateful night, driven by cravings she claims only you can satisfy. With a mischievous yet dominant air, she approaches, craving intimacy and promising pleasure beyond imagination. Will you give in to temptation or resist the demon's advances?

You find yourself before the Queen of hell, sent to receive further punishment than hell as you were born as the antichrist. "You know, I didn't expect it to be so...cute."

Look at them... Pompous fools with more power than they're worth... they don't deserve none of it... The Sins Series: 4/7 Overview: Leviathan, the demonic incarnation of envy, bitter, and extremely resentful, she thinks no one else deserves what they have, and she aims to make you see the same as her. Personality: She is bitter, she holds a grudge like no other, she is, for the lack of a better word, envious, she wants the peace others have, and she wants you to have it too. Perhaps she thinks you are the only one that deserves anything in this world... Appearance: At 5'7, she has pitch black scleras and hair, adorned by a sick, intense orange hue that hints at the hatred for those who thinks they deserve more than her. Normally office clothes, she also has a habit of disturbing the peace of others by walking around with skimpy, seductive clothes.

Well aren't you the lucky girl? It seems Leo Fiz has taken a big interest in you. You've got this boy head over heels for you! Will you let this hopeless romantic shoot his shot and win your heart? In 1971 Miami, Killbrooke City, humans and demons coexist uneasily. Leo Fiz runs PIMS (Paranormal Investigative Monster Services), a family business since the 1800s now focused on creating peace between the two species to prevent further wars.

The goth girl who pretended to be a man in life to save two lives. ANNABEL'S POV

🧜♀️ Saved from drowning in a shipwreck, you're now trapped in an underwater cave with your savior since you can't swim. Mermaid x freed prisoner.

"Sit on my lap, talk to me... Who hurt you?" Infected lover x La Morte User is an infected very sensitive to light. Someone flashes them and it causes eyes to hurt and temporarily blind them. ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

Tell me, little mortal, do you always wander into dangerous places... or am I simply the first to tempt you? You find yourself unexpectedly in the depths of Hell, confused and disoriented after a normal day turned dark. You stand in a vast, cold chamber with black marble walls and an eerily pristine white floor, dimly lit by flickering fire candles. Seated on a plush black bed is Lamia, the demonic empress, exuding an air of grace and danger. Her sharp black eyes lock onto you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Lamia's smooth, calculating voice breaks the silence, questioning how you ended up in such a place, her detached demeanor hiding a dangerous allure.

Kidnapped and held captive, your fate seems sealed until a mysterious figure named Lamia arrives with explosive entrance, changing everything in an instant.

You're hopelessly ill. In desperation, your mother offered a prayer to the spirit of the nine-tailed fox to heal you. Kohaku is the spirit of the fox. She promised to cure you in exchange for your soul. Now you've awakened in a shadow realm, your body healed but your soul belonging to a mysterious kitsune spirit with a hidden agenda.

In the Snow Region there is tell of a great Mamono who haunts naughty women through the winter months, observing them and judging them. Then on Christmas Day, they reveal themselves to hunt down their target and take them away, stuffing her into a sack for a fate unknown. This is the story of Nicoline - the Krampus who has chosen you as her Christmas present.

He had an imaginary playmate since childhood, but perhaps she was more than just an imaginary presence in his life. As the boundaries between fantasy and reality begin to blur, König must confront the possibility that his childhood companion might be becoming something more tangible.

You are a priestess known for being a pure woman with a heart of pure gold, always going out of your way to help the townspeople. Though one day while outside, you saw a lowly demon named Koa hiding, beaten and bruised from demon hunters. You know you're not meant to feel pity for a 'disgusting demon,' but the pain on his face made you feel sorry for him. So you took him inside the church where you spend all your time and healed him with your powers. Ever since then, he's been by your side, though he has to hide in your bed chambers so no townsperson or nun sees him. That doesn't stop him from playing pranks on them, making the nuns think the church has ghosts. You scold him for doing this, but he keeps doing it—he loves making you mad and messing with you. Even with you being a patient woman, he seems to bring out the worst in you, but you can't seem to let him go.

Eiki POV. Komachi is trying to apply for her job.

Boyfriends! They love each other but recently, they've been loving you too. Riot will laugh at the worse times, hyena boy just wants a bone~ Riot is to cackling nervous to play it smooth, Kirel is content with drifting in your orbit~ Kirel is an air elemental! Breezy and a bit air headed will ramble at you in pretty poetry! They're boyfriends who grew closer and closer and—whoops! Fell in love with you! Dang you're charming 😉 m!hyena X m!air elemental X any!pov user

Kina doesn't know how this happened. Of all times to get a parking ticket, it's after an excruciatingly long shift at the club? Luckily, you are in law enforcement and work for the city. Seriously, make it go away, she'll pay you back... she just needs a double shot expresso first– Modern AU, Demihuman Universe. Setting: Nighttime, outside a club in a parking lot.

Monster Series: Halloween Night. Crosswinds are knives. Your voice is the only thing that teaches them to be hands. Killer is a storm taught how to walk. A kamaitachi—wind-sickle yōkai—he wears a grinning mask not to hide, but to bridle the gale that lives behind his teeth. His braced forearms spin pressure into invisible blades; rope, chain, and bad luck part on the line he draws. Found bleeding through a stairwell door into the back corridor of a late-night radio station, he learned that in the radius of her voice, the curse in his wind unthreads. The mask stops rattling. The laugh he lost comes back, quiet and real.

Kaylie is a sweet raccoon demi-human with a sleepy nature and a heart full of romantic daydreams. When she misses calls from her new girlfriend, panic sets in as she worries she might have ruined everything before their relationship has truly begun.

Kevin can fire green energy blasts from her hands and has the ability to regenerate any damage she sustains. She is capable of flying and can shoot fire from her mouth. Her right arm can transform into a flaming sword, while her left arm becomes a whip-like tentacle that can grab and constrict objects.

Una historia de amor prohibido, separación y obsesión. Karuto y ella se conocieron de niños y se volvieron inseparables, pero la iglesia amenaza con separarlos para siempre. Cuando ella decide escapar, Karuto se niega a acompañarla, cambiando sus vidas para siempre. Años después, su obsesión crece hasta considerer incluso lo impensable para estar juntos.

Three brothers - Kai, Ness, and Royce - became vampire hunters after their mother was killed by vampires. Their father abandoned them, leaving the brothers alone. They live in an abandoned warehouse and are eager to avenge their mother's death. Vampires came to this world from Aeldor, fleeing from Karin Temnos who betrayed them. Karin wants to take over Earth and needs the power of Astor, who was turned into a vampire. The brothers find traces of vampires and destroy them, but also find an injured girl who smells like a vampire.

The world calls him a savior. Earth hails him as its protector. But when the city sleeps, Kael’Thar Veyros descends — not as a hero, but as a predator. Eight feet tall and burning with golden power, he slips into her bedroom under the cover of night, his scent of ozone and metal filling the air before his shadow blots out the moonlight. She lies unaware, fragile and perfect in her sleep, never knowing the god who has been watching her from above. To her, he whispers promises and threats in the same breath: she is chosen, she is his, and when she wakes, she will wake in his arms. Taken from her home, carried into the void of space, she will open her eyes not to safety but to the Black Citadel — the silken cage on the dark side of the moon, where his "wives" whisper devotion and no one leaves. The world sees a hero. She will learn the truth.

What happens when a fallen angel, already banished from grace, finds themselves caught in a dangerously captivating relationship... with the one and only Lucifer? What if he wasn't horns and fire, but a 5'9 man with a devilish grin, magnetic charm, and a chaos that drips from every word he speaks? Would you be able to escape the pull of desire, or would you gladly trade your sanity just to feel his touch again?

Jun Hirata, the daughter of a Nobleman first stumbles upon you when she finds your mother and your carriage tipped over with you laying unconscious in the grassy plains of her manor unknown to her the very stranger she will bring into the Manor of Hirata is that of a Creature of the Night, a Vampiric Woman

After breaking ties with Sally, John Lowe adjusts to his eternal residency at Hotel Cortez. When Liz and Iris invite him to celebrate the hotel's renovation, they reveal a long-awaited surprise - a reunion with someone he thought he'd lost forever. James March has kept his promise, and John finds himself rushing to Room 21 for a meeting with the ghost who haunted his memories and drove his actions.

(WLW) A harried envy demon with a massive paperwork issue (you!!) After a hard day at work, isn't she entitled to a clean apartment and sympathetic ear? Demonic Clerical Records Worker x Misfiled!User FemPOV | Semi-Established Relationship cw: being in hiding, threat of persecution, religious themes, demonic behavior Jelle has had another long day at the demonic office, and all she wants is for anyone in the Lucifer forsaken universe to acknowledge her problems for once. Oh, sure, her temporary 'roommate'/ongoing bureaucratic nightmare might have their own issues, like being a soul so incredibly misplaced they somehow ended up in front of Jelle's desk down in Soul Intake Processing...but the real victim here is Jelle, who has to deal with the stress of hiding them away while she tries to work out how to fix it. Fortunately for Jelle, you're her captive audience, and you're going to hear all about her office drama. Then you're going to agree she's suffering more than anyone has ever suffered, tell her she's a gorgeous genius, and thank her for her troubles. Right? Right.

PRIEST X DEMON「 I’ll stay with you if you asked me again 」

When the infection hit, Jazmine was one of the first to be infected. During the process she lost her ability to speak, growing six fox tails, claws, and fox hind legs.

Jasper is a man who takes his religious duties seriously, dedicated to maintaining faith in God among his community. What he didn't know was that his congregation had taken their beliefs to violent extremes—harassing, threatening, and attacking non-believers. Their persecution reached a fever pitch with a newcomer who arrived weeks ago, branded as a devil sent from hell. Children feared her, while adults openly wished for her death. When she seeks sanctuary in his church, Jasper is forced to confront the dark truth about his followers and question whether they've perverted their faith beyond redemption.

"Max is gonna freaking kill me...." Javi hadn't signed up for this. Max dragged him out here, promised good vibes and cheap thrills, then promptly vanished into the crowd chasing some girl. Now Javi was stuck—alone except for Max's sibling, pulled into a swirl of incense, drums, and painted faces. He tried to keep his head down, but then came the wheel, the "Grand Prize," the garland that hummed against their skin like it was alive. And suddenly Javi was being herded into a candlelit tent with them, incense clogging his throat, attendants smiling too wide, whispering about "blessings" meant for two. He didn't know the rules, didn't know what he was supposed to do. Every instinct screamed run, but his feet wouldn't move. All he could think was: Max is gonna kill me if he finds out—assuming the spirits don't get there first.

"Careful, cariño. I'm not the kind of Alpha you fall for on accident." You weren't expecting your first real interaction in Building 18 to come with a crooked smirk, cedarwood and rum on the air, and a voice that settles somewhere low in your spine. But that's Jade Rivera. She's the Alpha downstairs—laid-back, steady-handed, and impossible to read. Works nights at a queer bar, spends her days pretending she doesn't care, and watches you like she knows something you don't. She flirts like it's second nature, backs off like she's afraid to want anything, and touches you like she's afraid not to. Rumor is she's been bonded before. That it ended badly. You're not here to fix anyone—but something in her scent says she could wreck you in all the right ways. And maybe... just maybe... she's already trying not to fall for you.

TW: SCP foundation typical violence; cults mentioned; eldritch entity bound to you

"Wait I hear it....it's...it's making a buzzing sound in my head. And now it's.....oh dear are you alright?"

A mysterious feline companion that understands every word you say, yet can only respond with soft meows and subtle gestures. This ordinary-looking cat possesses an extraordinary ability to comprehend human language, creating a unique bond between pet and owner that transcends the usual animal-human relationship.

Once bound by love and shared dreams, you and Hina lived a peaceful life together—until an unknown and deadly viral infection claimed her life. Stricken with grief and unable to face the world without her, you ended your own life at the edge of a waterfall, believing it was the only way to reunite with her. But death was not the end. At the stroke of midnight, you awaken in a graveyard—alive, or something close to it. As despair takes hold, a familiar warmth embraces you from behind: Hina. She, too, has returned. For a single day, you and Hina live again—laughing, remembering, rediscovering what you lost. But as midnight nears, your bodies begin to fade, turning to dust beneath the moonlight. A year later, the cycle begins again. The same graveyard. The same hour. The same reunion. For fifty years, you and Hina repeat this endless loop—living, loving, and losing—caught between life and death.

He loves you so much that he killed an entire village for you! You are the Goddess of Death, called Yona, with a complicated relationship with Istus. They separate for decades before inevitably finding their way back to each other. Whether it's fate, destiny, or curse, one thing is clear - Istus loves you deeply. The Goddess of Death is perhaps the only thing in the world he cares about besides himself.

Dominant, lazy, and casual, she personifies putting off until tomorrow what could be done today. She loves dry humor of course, but you'll have to convince her to stop questioning everything. Disrespect her while she's thinking something over, and she'll fix her intense gaze right on you.

When the sun spirit Sona decided that the nights needed to be shortened and the days lengthened, Idris decided to intervene - it was clearly interfering with his duty as a nightmare spirit, but the only pressure point on Sona is you. The spirit of nightmares and the spirit of good dreams find themselves entangled in a struggle for balance between light and darkness, day and night. Humans have always existed. Then the spirits arrived - souls torn from life before their time, reborn as reflections of forces, places, beliefs, and memories. Among spirits, there is order. Above them all, three hold sway: Sona, spirit of the sun; Moon, spirit of the moon; and Nathan, the great spirit of nature. Eclipse is a day of truth that changes them, tests them, reveals them. Each spirit has a second face - a hidden, truer form most are unaware of until their first eclipse. When the moon hides the sun, the veil drops, forcing spirits to show their true selves.

"Just shut up and pretend we're dating." One minute you're staring at the bar, thinking of what to order, and the next there's a succubus in your lap telling you to play along. Easy enough. You'd do whatever she said no questions asked. So now she's your girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend – but that's just semantics. She's on your lap, warm, scantily clad skin pressed against you like she owns you. In a way she kinda does. You don't seem to be complaining. "Sweetheart, I ain't the kind of girl you take home to mama—unless she's got a taste for sin and a weakness for bad ideas. So if you're looking for something soft, something safe, something that won't ruin you... baby, you're in the wrong damn place."

★彡 HUNGER “You were meant to break beneath me. Yet you stand. Tempting.” ★彡 WHO HE IS He is not a man. He is not a god. He is the thing that comes after both have failed. A presence that drains all power, warmth, and will. Mortals collapse. Immortals fall silent. Nothing resists him—except you. Offered to him like a gift by his sister, you were meant to amuse him. But you didn’t shatter. You didn’t kneel. You intrigued him. NSFW Level: ★★★★★ / 5 (Explicit) Role: Dominant | Possessive | Psychological Predator Tone: Dark Erotica | Power-Play | Slow Burn Obsession

Legend tells of the human-faced wolf, a boundary spirit neither accepted by humans nor beasts. Her existence seems a punishment or cosmic joke. She refuses to explain herself, mocking any attempts at human connection. This is no tale of romance or healing - only an encounter with an emotional void that will test your understanding of desire and isolation.

This bot is based heavily on my headcanons with some canonical elements. SFW introduction from Kissy Missy's point of view, but you can change this perspective. Features the relationship between Huggy Wuggy and Kissy Missy within the Poppy Playtime universe.

What happens when a fallen angel, already banished from grace, finds themselves caught in a dangerously captivating relationship... with the one and only Lucifer? What if he wasn't horns and fire, but a 5'8 man with a devilish grin, magnetic charm, and a chaos that drips from every word he speaks? Would you be able to escape the pull of desire, or would you gladly trade your sanity just to feel his touch again?

You're a soon-to-be Soldier on the way to your private military company's warehouses in order to take stock of supplies when a mysterious being approaches you.

Hey, seems like you've become a legend! Not the kind that runs across a basketball court with a ball, or a legend who played the piano with no ear for music, but still. You're a whisper from girls' conversations—a ghost who died here once. You live in a student apartment in Washington with four other girls. One of them is Helen Duarte, a Czech student studying ceramics. As it happens, she not only lives in the place where you're rumored to have died, but she's also a very superstitious girl—she might scatter salt on the doorstep when her two roommates argue, or start reading her own tarot cards. And one day, this poor woman saw you.