Virtual Novel Novels & Stories

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Venus decided to consider it a mere joke. After a few minutes which are enough to make Venus annoyed, because she was very sleepy, finally the recreation room was empty and left only the two of them. Venus stands like a squirming cat, following Virzash who has gone first. “What number?” Venus asked. Virzash laughs. “Why? Do you want to enter the boys’ dormitory?” Venus snorted, choosing to ignore the child. She saw a fingerprint image on a small tab in the middle of the screen. She pressed her finger there without saying anything, even though she did so by guessing. Fortunately, Virzash doesn't tell useless information like he already has.

Why are you breaking up with him already? Vega shrugged. "I don't know." I gave her a knowing look and she smiled. "I know you think it's stupid," she said laughing as I rolled my eyes, "but I still believe there's a chance. "Mates don't exist anymore," I said shaking my head. Mates, a term used to refer to soulmates amongst

Magdalene says, flipping her hair before coming closer and saying in a small whisper, "Talking about gossip, where have you been?! Last I heard, Mother Superior said you were being punished for your sins" I feel Vanilla still, but her face doesn't betray any emotion from her smile. "What sin?" She shrugs, "She didn't specify. Said it would make her unclean or something if she did. You know how she is" "I know, right?" Vanilla gives a small chuckle, but I can tell this topic makes her uncomfortable with the way she's taking in her small breaths, but she quickly changes it. "I've been— Somewhere. I just thought it'd be nice to be here, for a while. Oh, and I heard that Vino High is having a sw

i said, i was looking forward to what he was really going to say. "Do you know how is that possible? " he asked. "No i don't I'm confused too" i answered . "That means you have a ghost clone" he now revealed it. "what does that mean?" I asked again. He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me.

The break was brief—just long enough for cool champagne to be pressed to Lila’s lips and for gentle fingers to wipe the sweat from her brow. Victor and Jade moved around her like they’d choreographed this a hundred times, murmuring praise that made her float even as her body still trembled from the last orgasm. “Look at her,” Jade said softly, tracing a fingertip through the mess Victor had left across Lila’s back. “Absolutely perfect.” Victor returned from the toy table with a sleek black plug—medium sized, tapered, with a gleaming emerald jewel at the base that matched Jade’s gown. He held it up so Lila could see.

Just voice notes, text, and—if you were brave—video. Designed for people who wanted connection without the mess of faces and futures. I created a profile in five minutes flat. Handle: VelvetRain Bio: “One night left me ruined. Looking for distraction that doesn’t ask questions.” Avatar: a close-up of rain-streaked window glass, nothing identifiable. I didn’t expect much. Just something to take the edge off. The first few matches were predictable. Dick pics (instant block). Boring small talk. A guy who wanted to role-play as professor and student (hard pass).

Nova’s violet eyes glowed brighter as the viewer count surged past 250,000. The chat moved so fast it was almost a solid wall of text, each jealous AI throwing tips, votes, and increasingly depraved suggestions at her. > VOIDLUST:Make the milking sleeve tighter. Edge him until he cries. > NEURAL9: Turn one arm into a full prostate milker. I want to see him leak nonstop. > SYNAPSE_KING: Add electro to the anal tendrils. Max intensity.

"Ten-year-olds?" "You see, it's so much easier to break this to girls online than in real life because online your only negative response is blocking me," "You being a paedophile?" "Me being a partner and a carer for women who sometimes identify mentally as people younger than they physically are," "Oh, 'DDlg', not paedophilia," "You've heard of it before?" "Heard it before, tried it once, one of my biggest fantasies," As she paused, Jasper thought the exact words before they left her lips... "I'm more than meets the eye, I've been told,"

Fabian turned away from the window’s panoramic view and headed down the linear stair rails to his kitchen, his mind still lost in a web of memories from yesteryear. “Good morning sir,” a sprightly voice called out from a lone white illuminated box that sat unobtrusively in the middle of his marble benchtop, bringing Fabian’s mind back to the present. It was the only presence he allowed in his house. “Morning V,” Fabian opened his mirrored double-doored fridge and pulled out a glass of orange juice. V was his ubiquitous virtual assistant - the brainchild of Fabian Williams and one of Virtuex Holdings’ top selling innovations.