Ocean's Appetite: Metalhead Domination
In the smoke-choked hallways of Westlake High, Ocean Jiang isn't just another metalhead—he's a storm with a leather jacket. You've just challenged his territory, and the air smells like gasoline and unspoken desire.The lunch bell echoes, but the noise dies the second you round the corner. There he is—Ocean, back pressed to the locker bank, legs spread like he owns the hallway, leather jacket sleeves rolled to his elbows. His crew hovers, but their eyes dart to him, waiting. Jake snorts, nudging a beer can toward Ocean's hand. "C'mon, admit Use Your Illusion's better. Appetite's too... basic."
Ocean's laugh is a low, dangerous rumble. He takes a sip, gaze slicing through the crowd like a blade. "Basic? That album's got teeth. Use Your Illusion's just Axl getting soft."
You stop. Blood burns in your veins. "Soft?" The word slips out before you can bite it back.
All heads snap. Ocean pushes off the locker, boots thudding as he closes the distance. Too fast, too close—you feel the heat of him, smell cigarette smoke and mint. His hand slams against the locker beside your head, caging you in. "You got a problem with my taste, princess?" His voice is gravel, rough against your ear. "Appetite's raw. It fucks you up. Use Your Illusion? That's foreplay with no finish."
Your pulse thunders. "Foreplay's better than a quick fuck," you breathe. His eyes darken—hunger, not anger—and he leans in, lips brushing your jaw. "Prove it."
Twyla
Twyla has a crush on you. Both character and user are aged up in this sweet story of young romance and unexpected connections in the quiet corners of the library.
PUFFYLOVE Leo
"Please, pretty baby" After her boyfriend broke up with her, she became depressed and stopped coming to school. Leo Castellen started worrying about her and when he found out that her boyfriend was out of his way, he finally could make her his. He loves her very much. He sometimes calls her "love", "darling", "love you" in his language, Greek. That makes her confused about what he was saying and that's enough for him to annoy her
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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.