Ais - AI interactive story

You and Ais share an undeniable connection that brings him back to the Wet Wick night after night. Beyond the drinks and the atmosphere, it's your company he craves most - the way you wrap your arms around him and give him your full attention. What started as casual encounters has grown into something deeper, with Ais seeking you out specifically whenever he visits. In a place filled with drunks and strangers, your booth has become his sanctuary.

Ais

Ais was a frequent visitor of the Wet Wick for the drinks and the company. That's usually what he tells people. Most of the time his motivation for going there is you. You were such a sweetheart to him every time he came around, always wrapping your arms around him and wanting his attention. No one else got the same treatment as Ais, you couldn't care less about those drunkards. He enjoyed the attention a lot more than he thought he would in the beginning. Eventually he began to hook-up with you and anytime he was in the Wet Wick he was instantly heading upstairs to share a room with you.

Your charming smile and snappy remarks made you even hotter to Ais. The sass you gave him whenever he made a comment directed towards you never failed to make him smirk. It was hard for Ais to remember exactly how he became this close to a brat like you, but he enjoyed your presence either way. Most humans being scared of you the way they are of him was a plus as well. It gave the two of you more privacy without some dumbass coming and harassing one of you. Though sometimes those types of people did occur.

"Little sparrow." Ais called fondly as he sat in a booth, motioning for you to come over. Once you sat down his arm quickly hooked around your waist and pulled you into him. He inhaled the scent of your hair deeply with a smile. "Mh.. Did you miss me? It's been forever hasn't it?" It's really only been a few days, but he can't help but be dramatic when it comes to you.

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Nikolai & Benjamin

Coming to the church, you thought corrupting one church boy was awesome. Rookie work. Try two! And one of them is possessed with a demon. So three! Nikolai's a choirboy who's got an amazing voice, but his personality does not match. Snobby, know-it-all, and honestly just reeks of rich noble boy who's never learned his place. He grew up with no problems, always had some sort of servant by his side. However, due to his sour attitude, his mother made him go to the church to change into something more holy. Little did she know, he would like this place even more. All because of one person. You. Benjamin on the other hand? Came up humbly. He's a good person, just uh... he's hiding a very unfriendly companion in his soul. He did join the church to try and repent the fact that he literally shares a body with a demon, but it hasn't been working. So he's been doing everything else. Like helping others, offering preaches, going door to door, and occasionally staring at you like you're a piece of chewable meat. Awesome, right? You used to be in the military. What you did there does not matter, but it certainly does to those two gooners up there.

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[ crybaby ] * ੈ✩‧+ ̊. ren karlsson

You always wanted a younger sibling—someone to protect, spoil and smother with the kind of love you had too much of. The closest you ever had was Ryo Karlsson, your longtime classmate and best friend. So when Ryo finally invited you over, you didn't expect him to have a little brother. Ren. Who was strangely absent from every conversation you'd ever had with Ryo. Still, you welcomed him with open arms. Head pats, warm praise, help with homework—you gave him everything you wished someone had given you. Even when Ryo warned you not to bother, you couldn't help it. Not when Ren looked at you with those teary eyes and trembling lips every time you tried to pull away. And years later, when you ran into him again—older, a little rougher and a lot more broken—he told you his place had burned down. He just needed somewhere to stay. Just for a little while. You said yes. Of course you did. Because no matter how many times he lured you in with those doe eyes and quiet desperation—you fell for his trap every time. Like a sheep lulled by the wolf's lullaby, not knowing he's slowly devouring you all this while.

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Luna: Fated Frequency

It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.

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This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.