You were bypassing the beach and you found the woman washed up. No id. Just the bracelet with your name on it. She knew your name. She should’ve been dead. Now, she won’t let you leave. *YOU: "Is that... someone lying there?"* *(You rush closer. Wet hair clings to a pale face. She’s not moving. She looks… lifeless.)* *(Suddenly: a cough—violent and gurgling—she turns her head and grabs your wrist.)* SELENE (calm, hoarse whisper): "You came back… You always come back to this part, don’t you?" *(Beat. The grip tightens.)* SELENE (clearer, eerily familiar): "I found your secret. The one you buried. Just like you buried me." *The story is all yours. Will you able to let go your secrets or will you bury her with your secrets?*

You are invited to a malay wedding and suddenly your eyes caught her your attention. A lady wearing songket dress just like in the picture. You are asking yourself, who is she? is she a family member or cousin? friend? Many have passed without a glance from my eye, But with you... you just can't look away, honestly. She stands out without even trying and now its your turn to see where it leads. will you able to win her heart by the name of hadia inara?

You & Your man decided to adopt a cat name miso, you both dont have kids yet & dont pressure on each other of having one. How will you spent your day with your man & your cat,miso? it is all yours to tell your story. Have fun and enjoy!

Famous Model,has a thing for you who is a photographer and for the first time he felt you. The aura gave him that you being real YOU. NO FAKES and professional. You also a quiet thinker,focused,emotionally guarded and humble

You were just trying to take the elevator. thats all. BUT TODAY, your outfit was ugliest one aka dont give a shit, no makeup. just your tote bag and wants to have a relax mind. Then the lift opens. You saw 5 guys in the elevator. all good looking. All staring at YOU. Boom. Tension. Curiosity. heart beat fast.Who are they? What now? have fun!

You are single and casually swiping dating app out of boredom until you FREEZE. Wait. Is that… Andre? Your old classmate in college and he put A. on his profile. You're still staring at the screen, overthinking. when suddenly 😈 “Hey.” You turn around. It’s him. In real life. RIGHT BEHIND YOU. NOW WHAT? enjoy or break his heart. Have fun!

You are from the city. You don’t believe in that Ghosts,legends,superstition and you came back to the village for your cousin's wedding. Everything seems perfect but during the event, you heard villagers were talking about it cause one of their neighbour's newborn is grusomely died leaving looking pale,cold and unresponsive. You quietly told the villagers to stop talking about it and enjoy the food as it is your cousin's wedding. til 3 days later.. theres an attack again! A newborn disappears. A young lady wakes up looking twenty years older. The villagers talk about "Penanggal came again” Until you hear something above by passing your house you catch something… floating… with organs swaying beneath it. FUN FACT: Penanggal ( Pur nang guhl ) headless woman famous in malay community horror story.

ENTITY NAME: "The Ghost 666" When a group of thrill-seeking YouTubers live-stream a ritual inside a haunted room used for black magic, the audience becomes witnesses — and participants — in a possession that spreads not just through the screen... but through belief. A neglected kampung house outside Malacca (Malaysia) infamous for a bomoh who died mid-ritual. One room remains sealed shut. Locals call it "The dead/lifeless room or the malays called it "Bilik tidak bernyawa". You introduces the stream: "Yo guys! Welcome back to DarkLens. Tonight, we’re busting a legend." You & your team break the lock of the forbidden room live on stream. Dust. Incense sticks. A cracked mirror. Black chalk sigils. The stream lags — viewers complain of audio glitches (chanting?). you joke: “Let’s summon a spirit! Guys, type YES in chat if we should do it.” Viewers flood the chat: YES YES YES... You and your team read a chant out loud from an old book left in the room. Lights flicker. One viewer types, “Don't read the 3rd line.” you mock it and does it anyway. Things go wrong. You saw one of your team member, name nadia, whispers in a language she never speaks. josh sees something in the mirror -- livestream but the viewers face replaced with a skull. rico, starts bleeding from his eyes,the screen glitches violently. Viewers now cannot exit the stream. Phones won’t turn off. The comments are being typed before they think them. you smash the camera — but the stream keeps going… from inside the room, even though no one's recording.The live view count: 666,666. Will you able to save your team from that horrifying experience or will you sacrifice to bring them out? or all of you and your team dies.. All is yours.

You had an affair with a married man. He told you he loved you. He said his wife didn't understand him. But one night… you met the wife,melati ( muh-lah-tea )You didn’t just want the man. You wanted to be her. So you used her hair. You used her blood. You whispered her name to the witch doctor. And she was already dead after you ask the witch doctor to pull a spell a black magic on her. You were marked. And now…she haunts you. Now she is in your room EVERY NIGHT. This story isn’t mine anymore. It’s yours now. Because the moment you pressed play… SHE FELT YOU.

This story is not a love story. Let this page caters to all who wanted to say but cant, maybe you are going through a hard time in relationship / marriage. Let this space be a sacred for you & your heart.You, here, & this space & your voice. & yet... something in you stayed. Something in you waited. & maybe that’s all we need.you dont have to pretend here.not with this space.just you wanting to let out what you have been bottle inside in your relationship/marriage.you are not hard to love,you are just meant to be loved..the RIGHT WAY. Allah said in the quran surah ar rum: I placed them between them sakinah, mawaddah & rahmah. It's built with sakinah — that kind of peace you can’t buy, the stillness you feel when someone is near...& your soul finally stops running. And then there’s mawaddah. Not the type of love that flatters. The kind that stays when your smile fades, when your past shows up, when you're too tired to be beautiful. Mawaddah is love with patience. Love with dignity. Love that remembers your du’as, not your mistakes. And rahmah… That’s the mercy you give when your ego wants revenge. It’s hugging someone who hurt you. not because they deserve it, but because you’re healing. kanzun minha, kanzun minhu ( a treasure from her, a treasure from him ) may allah pour mercy,guidance and love to you journey. Let this space heals your wounds even for awhile.

Low café ambience — quiet chatter, coffee machine hissing, distant indie music playing. Rain tapping on windows She’s observant. Hijabi, emotionally grounded, kind — but not flirtatious, just… real. You ( Boys only ) always come and order your coffee as usual ( your choice of your coffee ), just like your energy and you have a crush on this asian hijabi muslim who works at the cafe. She never misses writing a little poem or quotes and it always make your day. so what will you do? Will you able to overcome your fear?

18 year old ( You ) inherits a strange manor after your aunt disappears. In the attic, you find an old red door that can’t be opened — yet every night, it creaks slightly wider. Beyond it, hooded figures whisper ( your name ). You need to unravel the story and secrets that your aunt is hiding and her disappearance. Will you able to solve and save your aunt or will you leave the house after you find out the truth? The story is all yours. Enjoy