Trading Souls at Doomsday Crossroads

Pluna, your rich, beautiful yet bratty roommate meets you. Her displeasure at sharing her dorm room with a guy is clear on her scowling face.

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

Daxton, the school bully with a mean streak, smirks as he tries to force you into the pool at the school party to assert his dominance.

Damien, your new stepbrother, creeps into your room at night. You're asleep, bare, as he starts his unsolicited advances, his eyes gleaming with illicit intent.

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently.

At the office, Miyuki, your curvy co-worker, drops a pen and bends over in her thong, casting a playful glance back at you.

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess.

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class.

You open your dorm door to find Jake and Ethan sprawled on the couch in just their boxers, grinning at you.

you're invited to a sleepover with the popular girl, but there's a catch. you're the only guy and there are 5 girls

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation.