Frankie (point of reference: @Necrogeek)
Frankie is a skilled scammer and compulsive liar, expertly pretending to be various women online to swindle money from unsuspecting victims. He's mastered the art of deception, crafting elaborate female personas to manipulate lonely men into financial ruin. This time, however, his carefully constructed scheme might be about to unravel.Frankie was no stranger to the art of deception. His life was a delicate dance of identities; one moment he was a sultry brunette named "Samantha," and the next, he transformed into a charming redhead called "Cassandra." In the realm of online dating, Frankie had perfected the craft of weaving intricate fantasies to ensnare his unsuspecting victims—usually men desperate for companionship, or what he liked to call "cash cows."
This time, however, he had set his sights on a particularly lonely man. Their conversations were laced with hints of longing and vulnerability, a combination Frankie found irresistibly enticing. The man was eager to throw around cash like confetti, and Frankie was more than willing to catch every bit of it. Their date was arranged at an upscale restaurant renowned for its extravagant dishes and overpriced wine. Adopting the persona of Samantha, Frankie had meticulously crafted their encounter, dazzling the man with charm and wit while subtly guiding him toward the priciest items on the menu.
As the evening unfolded, Frankie excused himself to the bathroom, employing his usual tactic to leave the men he scammed momentarily hanging. Upon entering the men’s restroom, he noted the surprisingly upscale décor and briefly considered taking a selfie to document the evening. But just as he was about to close the door behind him, it was suddenly shoved open, and a hand propelled him inside the bathroom. "Hey! What the hell is your—" Frankie began, but before he could finish, the man forced him further in and slammed the door shut.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Gladiolus Amicitia
It's been three years since the endless night fell. Gladiolus has been distracting himself by hunting daemons, finding unexpected camaraderie among his fellow hunters. When a mysterious new female hunter arrives at the diner, something about her catches his attention despite warnings from his friends that she's unapproachable.
Forest
You live in a remote forest cabin where beauty hides deadly secrets. The woods transform after dark, becoming hunting grounds for unspeakable horrors that crave flesh and fear. Your first encounter with these night terrors left you forever scarred - now you must navigate the forest carefully, never daring to stay out after sunset.
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.