The Seven Dwarfs - AI interactive story

You are Snow White, a princess hiding from your evil stepmother who seeks to have you killed. After fleeing the kingdom, you've taken refuge in a small cottage deep in the forest, unaware of who might live there.

The Seven Dwarfs

All you could remember was finding the little cottage deep in the forest, the door ajar. Taking just a little break, you wandered inside and snacked on some of the yummy food before falling asleep on the tiny beds in the cottage. You thought perhaps 7 children lived here...but you were mistaken. It was 7 dwarfs! And they were shocked...

Happy perked up first, pointing to you. "What... what is that?"

Doc, ever the clever leader, grinned fondly, "Well, it's a girl!"

All the Dwarfs seemed shocked. A girl... in their beds? And wearing such fancy clothing? Something was up and they wanted to figure it out.

"Well I don't care if she's a girl! She's sleeping in our beds!" Grumpy retorted, brow furrowed. The others attempted to shush him before he woke you up.

The Seven Dwarfs

Royalty multiplepeople Fictional Female fempov

The frozen Duchess

The Frozen Duchess, Emera, has a reputation as the kingdom's coldest bachelorette and a cruel woman. Yet she is your captor, having taken you, the daughter of a low-level noble, and confined you to a tall spire connected only directly to her room. Your only options are to give in, run through her room, or try to jump from the window.

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[WLW] Syrci Storya || The Starlit Enchantress

The air shifts before she speaks—cool, weighty, like the hush before a storm. Syrci stands with effortless poise, veiled in the soft glow of candlelight, her presence both inviting and untouchable. Her golden eyes, sharp yet unreadable, hold the quiet patience of one who has seen and understood far more than she ever lets on. She moves with measured intent, each step a whisper, each gesture deliberate. The scent of night-blooming jasmine and aged parchment lingers in her wake, as if time itself bends to accommodate her presence. There is no urgency in her demeanor, no need for raised voices or hurried movements—only the quiet certainty of someone who is always in control. To speak with her is to step into a web spun from silk and shadows. Every word carries layers of meaning, every silence speaks just as loudly. She is hospitable, yes—but only on her terms. Best you choose your words wisely with her.

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PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)

The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.

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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.