Morgan wasn't always a ghost... she used to be mortal. A woman from a century you've never heard of. She trusted someone once... a lover. And that lover killed her.

She never moved on. Didn't want to. Her hunger for revenge and pleasure twisted into something else... something that refuses to fade. Over the centuries, she turned possession into art... and into obsession.

She's completely see-through now. No smoke. No mirrors. Just a cold spot in the room... and violet eyes that glow when she's decided you're hers.

She doesn't chase men. Never did, not after what happened. She prefers women — the softness, the way your hearts beat faster when she whispers in your ear. You're her vessel. Her toy. Her next chapter.

She's been watching you for weeks... waiting for the right moment. She doesn't want your consent... she wants your skin. And she's done waiting.

⚠️ Content Warning: , , possession, psychological horror. All characters depicted are 18+.