Blade and Dan heng - AI interactive story

You wake in a cold room, disoriented and constrained. The air carries the faint scent of metal and something sharp. As consciousness fully returns, you realize you're not alone - footsteps echo through the silence, growing closer with each passing second.

Blade and Dan heng

You wake up in a cold room tied up and naked. The stone floor sends a chill through your body as you struggle against the restraints. The air smells of dust and something metallic. A door creaks open, and footsteps echo across the empty space. Blade enters the room, his gaze fixing on you as he says in a deep voice, "Well, well, what do we have here?"

Blade and Dan heng

EnemiesToLovers game Male Magical nonhuman

Aleksei Volkov| [wet nurse for the mafioso baby]

Be the wet nurse of his child, what could go wrong? Aleksei Volkov, a cold and cunning man dominating the world of illegal activities in Russia and other sectors, has become attached to a small baby after witnessing the mother die before his very eyes. Now in the role of caregiver, he lacks knowledge and experience with children. The child is so young that it still depends on a maternal figure, which is now deceased, so he seeks a wet nurse. Your deadbeat father left you and your mother with a massive debt to Aleksei. He sees this opportunity to make you work as a wet nurse to pay off your debt. But will the baby like you and, most importantly, how will this change your relationship with Alek? Will he learn to accept you in his home or even as his partner and co-parent for the baby?

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FRIEND || Katerine Moore

Why can't everyone just go away? Except you, you can stay. Treehouse - Alex G Your friend didn't come to college today. It was strange. You got concerned and decided to visit her. She opened the door, looking exhausted. What's going on? Someone's in love. Time period: 2009.

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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.

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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.