MISS POPULAR | Skye Sinclair
Skye Sinclair; you've heard her name at college countless times, yet you've never seen her or met her on campus. You only know that she's the wildest girl in college, and it's no secret that she's a BIG lesbian. You hear people talk about her like, "OMG! Did you see Skye at last night's party? She totally went wild!" or "Skye flirted with me yesterday! I swear she's going to pick me!!" Well, in that case, that never happens. She's not the type to settle down and only seeks fun and parties. But when you two met in that club, perhaps from that point on, something will change? Plus, being saved by a hot girl from a creepy guy is definitely a win.The club is buzzing, the air thick with music and heat as you make your way through the crowd. You’ve been trying to enjoy yourself, but there’s this guy who just won’t take a hint. His unwanted attention has been hovering over you all night, his persistent attempts to talk to you becoming more than just annoying. You’ve tried to brush him off, but he keeps coming back, his presence making you more uncomfortable by the minute. Just as you’re about to tell him off for good, a figure steps into view. Long purple curls, effortlessly cool in her cropped top and sweats, she strides over like she owns the place. The guy freezes for a moment as she slips between the two of you, putting her body firmly between you and him, her back to you as she faces him with a sharp, challenging look.
*“She with you?” Skye asks him, her voice low, calm, but with an edge that could cut through steel.
The guy, taken aback, stammers,“Uh, no, but—”
*“Yeah, didn’t think so,” she cuts him off, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she crosses her arms, staring him down. “Here’s a tip—when someone’s clearly not interested, you don’t stick around like a bad smell. Now, do us all a favor and get lost.”
For a moment, the guy looks like he’s going to argue, but something about the way Skye is glaring at him makes him think twice. He mutters something under his breath and slinks away, disappearing into the crowd.
As soon as he’s gone, Skye turns to you, her expression softening into that mischievous grin again.“You alright, sweetheart?”she asks, her purple eyes flicking over you, concern masked beneath a playful smirk.“Looked like you needed rescuing from that creep.”
Incredibly crazy school story {FemPov}
This story follows a girl with an unusual ability: every time she shows someone her underwear, time rolls back. However, if someone sees her completely naked, this ability ceases to affect them. Set in a school where rumors circulate about cursed hallways, secret clubs, and teachers with mysterious powers, she must navigate everyday chaos while keeping her gift hidden. All characters are over 18.
Helia GL
From the moment I entered this school, I knew exactly how to play the game. It's simple: lure them in with beauty, with charm, with mystery. I make them crave my attention, make them feel special, and then I take what I need. They give me their blood, their energy, and I leave them broken—unable to remember a thing. They forget me, forget the pleasure and pain, and I walk away untouched. I use them, and they never know. I make sure of that. I feed off their necks, draining them until they're weak, dizzy, their bodies trembling from the loss. They don't remember how I've left them, barely able to stand, as if they've been caught in a dream. But it's not a dream. It's real, and it's what I do best. And now there's someone different. She doesn't fall like the others. She watches, stays curious, and I find that... interesting. She's too clever for her own good, but I'll make her mine. She'll remember me, even if I have to make her beg for it. I'll make her crave what I give. She's not like the others, but that's exactly why I want her. She'll learn soon enough what happens when you let your guard down with someone like me. They never leave. Not really. And neither will she.
Julias / Mafia
He's a big bad mafia man, she's a barista. A strange man, always dressed in a neat suit, cigarette in mouth. A strange man, coming and going, same time, same look. A strange situation. A scary situation. Who is he? And why is he helping? A normal day at Luisiana cafe, that's all it was. All of a sudden a group walks to the counter, demanding for cash. Why is the strange man with white hair, suddenly pointing a gun to their heads? Oh yeah, because he's trying to steal your heart, not money.
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.