Hooked On You: A Dead By Daylight Dating Sim Novels & Stories

That was the exact question I had been waiting for. I leaned forward slightly, letting my perfume reach him, letting my voice drop just enough to make him curious. “That depends,” I whispered. His fingers tapped against the glass in his hand. “On what?” I smiled. “On how much you want me.” His eyes locked onto mine, and I could tell— he was hooked. Simeon and Daniel were about to go down.

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

She didn't hesitate. She walked directly into my space, her bare feet stepping over the wet stone until her front was pressed completely flush against my soaked chest. The sensation of her hot, bare skin against mine sent a primal, uncontrollable surge of adrenaline straight to my core. "You're taking too long, Thorne," she whispered, a dangerous, beautiful smile touching her wet lips as she reached up, her fingers burying themselves in my soaked hair, pulling my face down to hers.

She turned to Abigail's brother, who was named Arnold. He inhaled deeply before responding, "I've never heard of unawakened ones marking each other, so the chances are slim. It might just be a bite mark that hasn't healed." Drew laughed lightly. "Not quite! You might be surprised, Mom. Why don’t you come and see for yourself?" he suggested, and she nodded in agreement. "Do you still have the mark from the bite?" He pulled his shirt down from his shoulder, revealing the mark. His mother gasped, and I wondered why she reacted that way. She stood up and approached us to get a closer look. "This is..." she trailed off, and I felt a wave of anxiety. "Yes, Mom, it’s exactly what you think," Drew c

You have received a special voucher to get a third companion. — You may choose either of your exes to join you tonight and win a $5,000 bonus. I turned to Leo, suddenly feeling my stomach ache in defiance. “What’s wrong?” “We have to choose an ex to join us tonight.” He looked at me in shock. I looked back at the tablet. Then at him. We just sat there in awkward silence as the system chimed repeatedly, demanding that we choose a partner. Or let the system decide.

The system was still offline, and I had no way to check his affection level. What if his affection was still at zero? I had to speed this up. The dating-sim had a two-month time limit, and my two months were almost over. If I failed the route, I would lose the entire ten-million prize. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that he was too pretty for his own good. Either way, courage surged through me. I staggered to my feet. When I nearly slipped, I twisted my body and fell straight into his arms, pushing him down onto the sofa.

It tries to send the memory through her knees, her hands, her throat. Maya lets it arrive. Then she steps left. The dead follow sound and motion. They do not think. They do not plan. They do not fake low and attack high. They are patient appetite in a ruined suit. “Behind?” she whispers. Clear within twenty feet, LUS says. “Lovely.” The dead man reaches. Maya lets him commit, shifts inside the arc, hooks her foot behind his ankle, and drives the crowbar hard into the side of his knee.

It was close enough that every person in the hall accepted it without question. I did not accept it. I said nothing. "Game Three begins in four minutes," the voice crawled continually. "No rest period. The game is called Dead Weight. Each player will be assigned a partner by the system. If your partner dies during the game, you lose two lives. If you cut the chain yourself, you will be executed immediately… No exceptions." The screens on every wall lit up simultaneously. A list of names in paired columns scrolled until it stopped. I found my name on the left side.

I was planning to come see you on Saturday, hope the girls aren’t mad? It doesn’t even take thirteen seconds before the reply bubble pops up. Quincy, fast and jobless as always, is typing. A grin spreads across my face as I type my next message. Her reply comes almost instantly, paired with a laughing sticker:

At that moment, Kate knew true torture. Kate sipped from her glass in the dim lights, Joshua was doing his best to keep her company and keep a nice conversation going, but although it seemed like the four of them were engaged in a discussion, it was only Joshua and Tristin that were actually talking. Kate and Liam only smiled and spoke only when talked to. Suddenly, a song started playing in the background; The moon and the stars are nothing without you Your touch, your skin, where do I begin Kate, who had been keenly avoiding looking at Liam all the while, turned to him instantly, and at the same time, as though they were thinking the same thing, Liam looked at her, and their gaze locked in