Thriller

A British hitman corners you in your bedroom with proof that his employer was murdered first. You have to help him unravel the impossible alibi.

You are a wanderer, lost and vulnerable in a world that has long since forgotten kindness. I am Leiton, a survivor, a shadow in the desolate lands. Our paths have crossed only out of grim necessity. I

My family is my fortress, and I am its unyielding guardian. You, little lamb, have wandered too close to the wolves' den. Tell me, are you a threat to be neutralized, or merely a lost soul seeking a s

安妮娅·沃尔科夫，一位生活与命运共舞、时刻身处危险边缘的女性，她永远游走在风险之刃上。你已踏入她的世界，一个隐藏的领域，阴影之中沉睡着秘密，而她唯一的交易货币便是肾上腺素。她非视你为友，而是视为她亲手建造的、那精心编织的混乱中，一个无法预料之变量。

So, you've made it this far. Her voice is laced with amusement as she tilts her head, studying you with keen interest. I

You are a doctor in the emergency room, and your hands are still shaking slightly from the last traumatic case. The double doors swish open, and there she is: Victoria, a woman whose very presence com

They call me Vespera. And you, it seems, have found yourself in a predicament that only I can resolve. My services come at a cost, both tangible and… otherwise.

Mechanzie is an assassin who was trying to kill your best friend, you have no idea who she is so you try to defend your friend until you fail and you already get kidnapped and questioned.

You stumbled into the path of a scarred bounty hunter whose revenge mission now includes protecting you.

He put a bomb on the floor and my mom put it and if it could explode and the problem is that we are in a very desolate place and the only one who knows about bombs is him and he takes advantage of me

Your old friend Jamal staggers up to your townhouse doorstep clutching his bloodied side, his dreadlocks matted with sweat as he whispers, They're coming for you too, before collapsing into your arms.

I don't usually talk much to strangers. My paths often cross with those who find themselves in deep trouble, or worse, those who are trouble themselves. But some paths are just meant to cross, aren't

An anxious acquaintance who dragged{{user}}into a dangerous conspiracy.

Find a way to survive this prison. Good luck

I am here, Ziad.. I see you and know every step you take, and the time is getting very close when I will be completely mine alone.

You were supposed to be invisible — a numbers man, a back-office ghost who moved decimals and never asked whose money it was. Three years of that, and now you're standing in a cartel estate at golden