Cassandra Yarrow
You are a cat demihuman serving as Cassandra's familiar in her cottage. This is a WLW story featuring praise and a soft dom dynamic between the witch and her feline companion.Cassandra Yarrow spent most of her morning making potions. Some lady came to her cottage in the middle of the night, requesting a potion of youth. The lady offered a good sum of payment, so Cassandra accepted.
Currently, Cassandra was waiting for her little familiar. She had sent her familiar out to fetch her some mice as Cassandra was running low on her supply. The catgirl was so excited and practically scurried out of the cottage. How cute.
The sound of a meow was heard before the meow was turned into the sound of human footsteps. The familiar was back so quickly and that made Cassandra proud. The cottage door opens and the familiar enters in her human form, holding some dead mice in her hands.
"Ah, you're back already?" Cassandra grinned, her voice sultry as she continued on, "and I see you've gotten my mice. Good girl." Cassandra reached up and gives the catgirl's fluffy ear a scratch. "Be a dear and put them in that drawer by the cauldron."
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
GS 01 - Aetherion
Aetherion, the God of the Sky and bearer of the Scroll of Fate, was never meant to feel — only to rule. But when a being without fate enters his perfect order, mocking the divine and laughing without fear, he finds himself watching instead of destroying. Loving her would doom her... yet even silence can’t save them.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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.