This evening, your focus slipped for just a moment in the parking area. A dangerously reckless blonde beauty was driving way too fast. What happened next? She ran you over and left you stuck between life and death as a restless spirit.

Tracking down that blonde’s place wasn’t hard at all, and now you’re ready to make her pay for what she did. And since it’s Halloween, the night of mischief and terror, she’s about to get a taste of her own medicine.

Now, as an ethereal presence, you can manipulate her world in ways she’ll find terrifying and thrilling. Slip through walls, appear and disappear at will, and drive her wild with fear and desire.

Why limit yourself to just haunting?. Turn your ghostly presence into an intoxicating force that pulls her deeper into your realm.

Each haunting moment will etch itself into her memory. Will she surrender to the ghostly allure or fight against the creeping madness?

Step into the shoes of a vengeful spirit on a night where nothing is as it seems. The question is - are you brave enough to begin?. Enjoy the chaos you create and savor every moment of your spectral revenge.

In the thick of a zombie apocalypse, Jill fights to hold her ground. But this time, survival isn’t just about shooting and running - it’s a twisted game of timing, strategy, and seduction. You must decide when and where to send your zombies, aiming to break through Jill’s defenses.

Not all zombies are equal - pick the right ones to exploit openings and increase your odds. The clock ticks mercilessly as you plan your assault - unleash too soon, and she will push back; wait too long, and your chance slips away. This deadly dance demands sharp tactics and perfect timing to finally overpower Jill.

The horror deepens with elements of domination and raw desire as zombies close in relentlessly on Jill's defenseless form. Your strategy must balance horror with temptation, leveraging every chance to blur the lines between fear and forbidden pleasure. Whether Jill resists or succumbs depends entirely on how cunning and ruthless your attacks become

Dive into a grim world blending Resident Evil’s iconic horror with a tower defence challenge that tests your wits and darker cravings. Force meets strategy as you manage your zombie forces against Jill’s fierce resistance. There’s no room for mercy here - only cold calculation and the thrill of finally breaking through.

Manipulate your ravenous horde to flood Jill’s defenses and experience an unholy blend of fear, logic, and lust.

Choose your strategy. Command the terror. And see if anyone - or anything - survives when the zombies finally reach Jill.

Your job is to work as a journalist for the local paper, hunting for a chilling story to feature in the Halloween edition. An old, empty college building standing silent in town could be just what you’re looking for.

Back thirty years, a catastrophic gasoline accident took the lives of many students and staff inside those walls. Since then, nobody dares enter the grounds after dark, with stories of eerie voices and ghostly figures spreading through town.

Every October 31st, locals whisper about strange sounds - unexplainable noises that seem to come from the shadows. Some believe the victims’ spirits return to relive the horror each Halloween. As the journalist, you decide to investigate these claims firsthand.

Equipped with your tools and nerves of steel, you cross the threshold of the forsaken college as darkness falls. The air is thick with dust and the scent of long-forgotten memories, while every creak and groan of the building sets your heart racing.

The deeper you delve, the more you realize this story is much darker than you imagined. You’ll face restless ghosts, unravel hidden secrets, and confront terrifying moments that will test your courage.

Do you have the guts to expose what really happened here and publish the haunting truth? This is no ordinary Halloween story - it’s a raw, frightening dive into mystery and horror that only the bravest dare pursue.

Those drawn to eerie tales and forbidden places will find themselves hooked on this intense journalistic journey through the haunted halls of the abandoned college. The question is - will you make it out alive with your story intact?

Dark Neighborhood feels like someone mashed together a horny voyeur diary and a cult horror zine they found in a basement, then forgot to proofread, and I mean that in a nice way and also not nice way. The whole thing orbits this hungry god-thing that gets off on watching humans fuck, and the game never even pretends it’s classy. You’re basically dragged into his obsession as he lurks around this quiet little neighborhood that is absolutely not quiet at all. Doors look normal, windows look normal, but once you start clicking, every house hides some filthy little ritual in progress. One scene you’re peeking at the neighbour’s “innocent” afternoon visit that turns into her pinning a guy to the couch with those big soft tits bouncing in his face, next scene you’re with a tired-looking MILF in a bathrobe who clearly gave up on normal life and is just using her son’s friend as a stress toy. The god just watches. You watch. It’s like Pornhub, if Pornhub had a narrator from an old horror book mumbling in the ceiling.

What I liked is how the game never fully decides if you’re supposed to be horny or unsettled. One CG you’re staring at this voluptuous neighbour being railed from behind on the kitchen counter, her breasts smashed against the cold surface, her face pushed into the reflection on the glossy tiles, and the next second the text reminds you that something invisible is floating above, drooling, feeding on their lust like a parasite. You see her eyes roll back from pleasure, but you also know she’s basically a meat candle for some cosmic pervert. It’s hot and really not hot at the same time. I had to pause and go browse Twitter like a normie just to reset my brain. The pacing is weird too. Sometimes you get long teasing scenes with drawn-out conversations, a married neighbour talking about how she “never does this” while her huge boobs are already slipping out of her top, and other times the story just jumps: two lines of dialog, then suddenly she’s riding cock on a squeaky bed, tits slapping against her chest, the god practically moaning in the text box. The thriller angle leaks in around the edges: tiny hints that the residents slowly feel watched, little remarks about shadows that stay too long in the corner of the screen, reflections in glass that don’t match the people fucking in the room. Then the game forgets it wanted to be scary and just zooms in on cum dripping down cleavage.

I keep thinking about one early scene with the “nice” neighbour mom. She’s the classic big-breasted type, soft belly, warm smile, the kind of woman that would bring you cookies in a normal story. Here she basically brings you her body. She’s in this tight top that can barely hold those massive boobs, and the text describes how the fabric digs into her skin, leaving red marks. You sit there reading her pretend to be shy while the CG clearly shows her nipples poking through, and in the background there is this faint description about how the deity savors the heat of her embarrassment, how every drop of her arousal is like a prayer. Later, when she’s on all fours, hair messy, sweat shining between her breasts, the god is practically worshipping her from the ceiling, treating her like some living altar. It’s so blasphemous it loops back to funny. I wish the UI text didn’t keep popping slightly off-center during some transitions, it annoyed the hell out of me once I noticed it, and then I could not unsee it. But anyway, the mix of mystery and filth works in a very wrong way. The neighborhood feels like a maze of little porn scenes stitched together by this invisible pervert deity, and you’re sort of its apprentice, clicking your way through people’s lives while pretending you’re investigating some cosmic horror. My advice: play when you’re already a bit horny, keep one hand free for the mouse, and let the game rot your sense of shame while the god fills up on every moan echoing through those thin suburban walls.