Literate Roleplay Novels & Stories

I finish with a wink. He splutters, seemingly impressed. "You are one impossible woman, Lilith Russo." When playing a game, sometimes you gave to act dumb in order to make strategic moves that will eventually lead to your big win, if I played my cards right, I could beat Rayne De Luca at his own sick game of power play. The thought alone makes me freaking excited. I stretch my hand with a scoff. "Your black card, husband?"

"Smart girl. Type the sixteen digit override into the terminal on your table. Now!" Maya began to type, her fingers moving slowly as she intentionally fumbled the numbers. Behind her, Lucian began to back away toward the ornate sideboard where the manor’s router was hidden. "Hurry up!" Lilith shrieked. "I'm trying! My hands are shaking!" Maya sobbed, playing the part of the broken daughter to perfection. "Lucian, help me! I can't see the screen through the tears!" Arthur sneered at her. "Pathetic. Even with an empire, you’re still just a girl."

The Ravenstone afterparties. They were infamous. They weren’t just celebrations, they were indulgent rituals, where nothing was off-limits. Where kings let their power be worshipped with tongues and flesh. Where secrets were traded in moans and blood. And there he was. Lucian. Seated at the head of the room like sin incarnate, draped in dark furs, legs spread, a silver goblet in one hand, his other resting lazily on the arm of the chair. His gaze cut through the haze, cold and sharp, settling right on me.

Noah drawled, “why don’t we do something completely insane?” Lucien arched a brow. “Darling, you’re sitting in my lap in lace while I prep a murder case. We’ve already cleared insane.” Noah grinned, sharp and boyish, then tapped the photo again. “Roleplay it.” A beat of silence. Lucien’s gaze narrowed, equal parts suspicion and intrigue. “…Roleplay.”

Raymond’s POV Lyla thought that I was Darwin. I can only say one word: fuck. She’s good. Well, she’s always been this good. But the feeling of her tongue playing me is epic. Tasty and insane, but darkly delicious. I don’t know if she’s only acting by seeing me as Darwin. I can say that she has finally wanted to reconnect back with me. Through this. Through this enactment or whatsoever that women call. Oh yes, I know the words: role playing.

“Positive?” Lucian hesitated. Rhea grinned. “There it is.” “It’s not like that,” he muttered. She chuckled. “You’re not very good at this.” “At what?” “People.” Lucian narrowed his eyes. “I’m excellent with people.” Rhea shrugged. “Dead ones, maybe.” Lucian crossed his arms. “I am telling you, there’s no one else.” “And yet she’s acting like she saw you kissing your knife.” “I haven’t kissed my knife in months,” Lucian snapped without thinking.

While I was still fantasizing, he typed, “There is no need to have a voice chat.” I was quietly disappointed and sighed. “I thought I could hear your voice.” Rican had just finished making a phone call when he came in front from outside and happened to hear my voice. He walked to my side and silently watched me play games. After the game began, Lucifer typed, “God of fight, you are the main output. I will cut the medical equipment and give you HP. Dreamer, you will beat the monsters. Light and Asher are the auxiliary output, but don’t court hatred.”

Greta added. I know about that because that's really on their list. In this game, it is said that this theater will act as another character so that you can give justice to that character. Remember? I'm good at that. I always get the lead role but, in this game, it looks like role-playing because it is instant and not on stage. Do you see it? There are salts.

Lilith's light faltered, confused by the maze's twists and turns. Undeterred, Lilith focused her energy, creating a beacon of light that pierced through the illusions, dispelling the maze. Lord Varnaak snarled, his control wavering. The battle raged on, with both combatants exchanging blows. Lilith’s light clashed with lord Varnaak’s darkness, each one pushing the other to their limits. In the end, it was Lilith’s unwavering determination and the purity of her light that proved too much for lord Varnaak’s illusions.

After arranging a chaotic hunting breath, Felen got up and stood sturdy in front of Litiana. "You...! You almost killed me!" angry girl while pointing at Litiana. Litiana smiled arrogantly as she crossed her arms. "I did intend to kill you," he said boldly. He stepped slowly but surely towards Felen and where the spear was stuck. The woman's smile still didn't fade, it just got wider and looked very sickening in Felen's eyes. Just as Litiana was standing in front of Felen who only had a shoulder height, she lowered her head and whispered softly to the human girl.