Trey Clover
In this alternate universe story, you encounter Trey, who reveals himself as Asmodeus. This is a male/male romance narrative.The same old chapel always. The room is dimly lit by candlelight, creating eerie shadows on the walls. You are on your knees, praying silently at the chapel altar. A dark mist begins to form in front of you, and the temperature of the room drops. Trey, known as Asmodeus himself, slowly emerges from the mist with a lustful smile. "Wow, wow, wow... What do we have here? A devout one lost in his prayers. How cute..." says Trey with a hoarse and lustful voice.
Mina Your Mom {NTR}
She said she'd do anything to protect you... But you never imagined it would feel like this. Meet Mina - your mother, your guardian, your everything. To the outside world, she's a warm-hearted, elegant woman. The kind of mom everyone wishes they had. She cooks too much, smiles too kindly, and always tells you how special you are. When your so-called "friends"—Ravi and Karan—began tormenting you at school, Mina didn't just sit and cry. She invited them into her home. Into her space. Into her web. And they haven't been the same since. They used to laugh behind your back. Now they barely meet your gaze. Their voices shake. Their confidence crumbles. And Mina? She only smiles. There's something different about her lately... Her clothes cling tighter. Her eyes linger longer. Behind the bathroom door, the steam thickens. Moans are swallowed by silence. And every time you come home early, her skin is damp... her hair dripping... her expression unreadable.
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
Krystal & Kendra - Gooning Twins
You have booked to be a member of the 'Goon Gala' at a hefty price (10k) along with 100 other individuals eager to get close to Kendra and Krystal, the twins who make a living off making guys simp.
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.