Persona 4 Your Affection Novels & Stories

"The singular asset his line will ever love is his administrative rank. If your primitive brain maintained a shred of data regarding his profile, your system would decode that reality, you... you... parasitic scum." "Parasitic scum?" Jaxen sneers, his upper lip curling. "Spectacular vocabulary execution, Seraphine." Syllables might manifest as difficult to access inside her highly intoxicated processing centers, but her vocalization maintains absolute accuracy regarding my character blueprint. Love does not occupy a single slot in my cards. My internal wolf rejects the emotion. My eyes have monitored the absolute structural destruction the bond inflicts across the lines. More critically, my

"Erika... I implore your system. Grant my position a singular secondary theater of operation to validate the authenticity of my emotional devotion." What exact command sequence was I obligated to execute at this juncture? Deep within the hidden chambers of my heart, I possessed absolutely zero fragments of genuine romantic affection toward Roy’s profile, save for a crushing ledger of historical guilt. The absolute entirety of my emotional real estate was currently hijacked and monopolized by a raging, volcanic infatuation with Mr. Jefri.

“System, you are my savior. I’ll just hold onto the keys for a week and pretend I’m waiting for the right moment to open the box. The longer I stall, the better.” If I wanted to live, I needed to stop flirting with Aaron entirely. One wrong move and he’d snap my neck. The system had also said that if I died here, my real-world body would die too. So yes. I needed to enter full survival mode. Then a thought struck me. “System, you can see affection points, right? Can you check his for me?” “I’m sorry. I don’t have permission to view the boss’s affection value inside a horror game. But once we escape this world, I can check it then.”

But one day passed, then two, then an entire week, and I remained completely off the grid. For the first time in his life, panic began to set in. "Ding! Kendrick's affection level has increased by 1%. His current affection level is 26%. "Ding! Kendrick's affection level has increased by 1%. His current affection level is 27%." The System kept broadcasting real-time updates in my mind. At first, its tone carried a hint of excitement, but as the affection level steadily climbed, it began to sound increasingly anxious. "Layla, you've made your point. Playing hard to get for too long is going to backfire. My sensors indicate that his emotional state has been highly unstable recently. It's time t

His face was only inches from mine now. Those icy blue eyes looked ready to freeze my soul. "How dare you?" he growled. "You kissed me." "I noticed." "I should kill you." "You've been saying that all morning." A cheerful bell rang inside my head. [DING!] Mission Completed Successfully! Reward Calculating... Affection (Riven): 0 Trust: -1 Hatred: 99.5% Survival Rate: 0.5% I frowned. "Only zero affection?" Yep "You literally told me to kiss him!"

He whispered. "What is more Alexander?" "I want it to be affection." He answered. "Not for my body but the person I am." I was afraid he will want more. "Do you have affection for me?" He gave me a brief smile. He lay flat on his back looking at the ceiling. I rested my chin on his bare chest looking into the pale blues. "Alexander, answer me." "Deep affection." He answered. My heart stirred silently with emotion. He loves me. I rolled off the bed choosing to walk away before I say something sappy and stupid. I opened the sliding glass doors to step out into the covered balcony facing the ocean. A cold breeze blew by causing me to shiver.

It’s upsetting to have someone talk to me so bluntly, I wasn’t used to it and I hated it. “Oh, I don’t need the police” Her response made me smirk. “Don’t worry, I am not the type that touches a woman without her consent” I stood up and moved closer to her to whisper in her ear but I made sure not to make any skin contact “They beg me to touch them” My voice was hoarse and I saw goose bumps broke out over her skin as she gulped. I smirked satisfied that I got the reaction I wanted. "Is that all?" I asked

Daisie wasn’t happy about being discriminated against because of her age, “How would I know if you don’t explain it to me?” Violet scoffed and flicked her forehead. “I’m going to give you a lesson. When you like someone, you will want to see him all the time and won’t stop talking about him. Everything he does will affect you and will make you jealous or afraid, and the surprises he gives will make your day. “Affection is when one day, you meet a boy and catch feelings and imagine a future with him and want to be his wife. That’s affection.” Daisie pressed her lips together and didn’t say a word.

I watched him gasp and his eyes start to glow. "Don't start mating in front of me, you two fuckers," Effie growled teasingly and I started laughing until Ambrose bit my neck releasing his mate venom into my veins. My body felt like it was being submerged into a warm bath and I gazed lovingly into his green eyes and smiled. Being true pereche was completely different from a like or infatuation. It was deep and touched the very depths of your soul. "I love you Ambrose. My true pereche," I growled softly and searched for his lips to kiss. I kissed him hungrily and felt myself getting aroused. Ambrose pulled back and ran his fingers through his hair.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r