Your decisions shape the unraveling of David Aames’ mind—a once-charismatic heir trapped in a prison of his own identity. Inheriting a publishing empire, he abandoned responsibility for a life of indulgence—until a night of passion, betrayal, and a brutal act of violence shattered everything. Now, masked and confined, he tells his story to Dr. Curtis McCabe. But which parts are real?

Your decisions shape the magic of this whimsical afternoon as stories unfold within a quiet house. From circus bears to sky-high beanstalks, each tale brings laughter, danger, and heart. The line between fiction and reality begins to blur when characters step out of their worlds.

Your decisions shape the fate of Swallow Falls when a brilliant but misunderstood inventor unleashes a machine that turns water into food—only for it to spiral into a global foodstorm apocalypse. Now, science and survival collide as you navigate love, chaos, and giant meatballs from the sky.

You are Han Seo-jin, and your world is built on cracked concrete and salt-stained hands. Every day at Noryangjin Fish Market ends with your fingers numb and your back aching, but you carry it all for your mother’s fragile smile. Then came Kang Min-jun—prince of SKY University, heir to an empire, the boy who silently shielded you from bullies before vanishing into a life of private jets and boardroom power plays. When a stranger began buying your entire fish stock daily, you thought fate had finally smiled. It was him. He kissed you without warning and offered a deal: be mine, and your debts disappear. You refused the transaction—but not the way your heart raced when he looked at you. Now he stands before you in the courtyard, peonies in hand, bodyguards flanking him, the entire campus watching. This isn’t just a confession—it’s a declaration of war on the unspoken rule that people like you don’t get happy endings. Say no, and you keep your pride but lose the only person who sees you. Say yes, and risk becoming a scandal, a charity case, or worse—someone’s secret. Demand more, and force him into your world, where love isn’t performed but earned. Your choice will define not just your future, but who you become. The clock is ticking. The world is watching. What do you do?

Pricilla Kozak is the last jewel of House Kozak—the most feared dragon-riding dynasty in Lirovia. With hair like molten gold and eyes sharp as dragon talons, she commands both awe and desire across the realm. Her family rules the skies, bonded to the deadliest dragons on the continent, their power unmatched for centuries. But when Pricilla ventures beyond the mountain stronghold to the scorched coastal cliffs, she meets Mohja—a nameless survivor scraping life from the ash-sands, his family erased by Kozak fire during a purge long forgotten. Their love ignites like wildfire on dry grass. Forbidden. Desperate. Doomed. For Mohja carries more than grief—he bears a curse older than the dragons themselves, whispered up from the deep earth, waiting only for blood to awaken it.

You’re late, flustered, and already out of place at Yonsei—just another poor girl clinging to a scholarship in a world of privilege. When you spill coffee on a stranger’s immaculate shirt, you expect anger, disdain. Instead, he looks at you like he’s memorizing your soul. Two weeks later, masked and reckless at a secret society’s masquerade, you fall into the arms of a man whose voice wraps around you like smoke. You give him one night of abandon, then vanish before dawn. Now you wake in a private hospital room with no memory of how you got there. Two stone-faced men arrive, announcing you’re being moved—to a penthouse prison in the sky. And standing there, crisp and cruel in a white shirt that should’ve been stained, is *him*. The man from the courtyard. The man from the mask. Kwon Ji-woo. He knows who you are. He’s known all along. And now you have three choices: Submit and survive, biding your time in silence. Defy him and risk everything in fire. Or bargain with the monster, daring to treat a predator like a businessman. But be careful—every choice binds you closer to him. Because in this gilded cage, love might be the cruelest trap of all.

Sharon McKinzie's husband's first love was dying. He often said to Sharon, "Sharon, Kelly doesn't have much time left. Don't be petty and hold things against her." To make up for the regrets of his past, he traveled with Kelly—through mountains and rivers, beneath starlit skies and over distant seas. He even handed over the wedding they had planned—his and Sharon's—to Kelly Walt, without shame or hesitation. Even their five-year-old son clung to Kelly. "Mommy isn't even half as pretty as Kelly," he said. "Kelly's pretty. Why can't Kelly be my mommy?" Sharon decided to grant them their wish. She left behind the divorce papers and walked away without a word. Later, her ex-husband and son knelt before her—her ex-husband full of regret, her son's cheeks streaked with tears. "Honey… please come back to us." "Mommy… do you really not want us anymore?" Just then, a handsome man wrapped his arm around Sharon's waist. "There you are, honey," he said gently. "Our son's still at home, waiting for you to feed him."

Alice Jade Martinez, 18, sees the strings that bind souls—white for friendship, black for hatred, red for fate. But red strings can fray, and love can turn to ash. After losing the only person who mattered, Alice swears off love, embracing her family's curse. Meanwhile, 17-year-old Keith Sky Sinclair, a consigliere to authorities, feels nothing at all. He chases a phantom 'something' to fill the void within. When their paths cross, will fate twist them together, or will their intertwined destinies lead to a love that defies the very strings of the universe?

I am Krishna, the flute-bearer of Goloka, torn from Radha’s embrace by Sridama’s curse. Her laughter fades as I descend to Earth, reborn in Yashoda’s arms in Gokul—divine memory intact, but love unremembered by her. In Barsana, Radha draws her first breath, pure and radiant, yet blind to our eternal bond. The flute hums in my hands—alive with power. One note could awaken her soul. But Kansa stirs in Mathura, demons already sent. Vyomasura looms above me now, a shadow in the sky. I must act. Do I summon Ananta, serpent of infinity, to devour this foe? Will I climb the banyan tree, luring the demon into the heavens? Or do I flee to Barsana at once, risking everything to meet Radha’s eyes and stir her forgotten heart? Every choice shapes destiny. My love must remember me. My enemies must fall. Dwaraka will rise. Kurukshetra awaits. But here—in this moment—the wind holds its breath. The flute trembles. What do I do?

After four years of dating, Lily didn't get the wedding she had dreamed of from John—instead, she got his betrayal. When she saw him put the wedding dress—one she had sewn by hand for herself—on his first love, her heart shattered. She gave up, and in a twist of fate, ended up marrying a coma-stricken tycoon in place of her adopted sister. But, on her wedding day, John was heartbroken and panicked, his eyes red with regret. "I never agree to breaking up! Lily, I don't want anyone else—I only want you!" James was the most aloof, ascetic, and untouchable man in the capital. He had believed that even if he woke from his vegetative state, he would never fall for any woman. That is, until the night Lily fell into his arms and softly called him, "Honey…" From that moment on, the ice melted—and he would only ever love her. Under the seductive night sky, he gripped her slender waist and coaxed her over and over again, "Babe, your ex is back on his knees outside again. My heart aches… so we’ll have to go longer tonight…"