Quest Interactive Fiction Novels & Stories

"Stop! Bouncing balls! I will ask if I have something I need from you. Okay? Just, stop it already." The system was about to start another topic but was interrupted by Quickstep. Quickstep was intent on listening to the system at first but quickly found out that what he expected did not happen. The system was spouting nonsense instead. "Affirmative, host." The system said to Quickstep. "Good. Now show me the cheapest tier E Uncommon Existences." Quickstep commanded the system.

* * * We'd arrived home and at the moment, we were seated in Cas' bed about to play a game of twenty-one questions. "Little SP, I didn't want this to be a get to know you session or a virgin game so I got the questions pack." He waved it in the air. " Which set or edition is that?" I asked. " Fifty questions, naughty edition." He smirked. " Totally expected it." I rolled my eyes. "The cards are numbered so we'd pick at random and on this sheet we'd tick the already picked card." He said and handed me the pencil. " And we'd make it fast too so it doesn't get boring. It'll be a speed game." I said.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

Are you ready? The chat fell deathly silent, and London smirked. “Queenie Says” was a simple game with a hard twist. The codes that her mods flashed on the screen were prepared by her. Initially, it was a modified version of “Simon Says” but her chat was winning too many points, so the code had to be deciphered based on the Queen’s hints. “Queenie says, what is the password to my heart in numbers only.”

“Then maybe we shouldn’t keep it waiting.” The system hums again, expectant. “Five seconds,” it warns. Dream’s gaze locks on mine. The world narrows to the space between us, charged, electric, alive. “Three.” “Two.” My breath catches. “One.” The system pings brightly, the text flashing across my vision like a spark of light. “Quest: Kiss Dream. Reward: +50 Affection Points.”

Hikari says to them that maybe they should gather all of the clues that they got again and look for the answer. "Intelligence, kind, Light, Darkness, Smile, Awkward, Resignation, Paint, Link, Gone, Dare, Forbidden, Lonely, Love, Mystic, Rain, Cloudy, To, Have, Cure, Friend, Hate, Lie." "Just what the heck is wrong with this quest? I never thought that we will have a choice of more than 3 or 2. Is this quest is to torture us?"

I realized that my life was about to become far more difficult than I could ever imagine. He stared at me deeply again, as if passing a message. Then he pulled out a card from his pocket and placed it on the desk. “Meet me at that place immediately after work,” he said before releasing me. I looked at the card and then back at him in shock. “What is this?” I asked. It was a key card to a private hotel room. “Exactly what you think, Chen Xiu,” Qing Han said, standing up. “I think our game begins.”

Tomas muttered, rubbing his hands over his face. The cards were forgotten. This sounded important. “Damien was coming back from investigating a tip—turned out to be just a gorilla—but on his way back, he spotted a group of witches in the jungle. He mindlinked us. We showed up fast. Killed four. Captured one.” He paused. “But only for a little while…” Just then, we heard Quinn approaching. We quickly picked up our cards. Gael took the pot. Quinn stepped in with a fresh pitcher of beer and started clearing empty plates.

She asked. "If anything, I think he is in LUST with you." I emphasized. She huffed. "You're such a killjoy!" "I only tell the truth." I rolled my eyes. Was she so stupid not to see the handwriting clearly written on the wall? "That aside. How about you? Any progress?" She asked, inquisitively. "I noticed how the man you were speaking to was ogling at you." "Really?" I feigned obliviousness. "Don't tell me you didn't notice that." She smirked. "Where is he by the way?"

“It’s nothing. What are you guys doing here?” He didn't seem much convinced but he shrugged. It wasn't his business anyway. “Q got some weed,” he said, jerking his thumb toward Quinton. “We’re heading to my basement for a smoke. You coming?” “Yeah… sure.” I nodded. Beside me, Tiffany let out an irritated huff, muttering something under her breath before turning and storming off down the driveway. Declan raised a brow. “Damn. What’s wrong with her?” I watched her retreating figure, jaw tight. “I’ll talk to her later. She’s just… being weird right now.”