Visual Novel Dating Sims Novels & Stories

He was winning and I liked that he was. “You’ve had a smile on your face since morning, Alisha,” i looked up as I heard Simon’s voice. It startled me and I stared wide-eyes at him, feeling embarrassed as he raised his hand to pat my head. “It must have been one hell of a date, now.” “Simooon,” i groaned, pouting as he laughed and reached over for the pitcher of water to pour a glass for himself. “It was just a date. Nothing serious. And… and-“

I feel a little guilty inside. “And he's already fallen for you. He normally doesn’t let strangers hold him.” I say. “Well, he's a D’Amato,” Massimo brags as he massages Erik's soft curls. “Blood recognises blood.” I roll my eyes. I watch the two of them bond together for a while and then I walk back into the sitting room. Veronica is still perched on the couch. Her lips stretch into a small smile. “So?” “I don't know.” I tell her. “Maybe.” “Perfect,” She beams. “Let’s start with a dinner date.”

Vivian grabbed my phone and started typing something. "What are you doing?" "Telling him you're looking forward to it. With a smiley face. Because you need to seem approachable and interested back." "I can text my own dates." "Clearly not, since you were just staring at the message like it was a bomb." She hit send before I could stop her. "There. Now he knows you're interested and you're not one of those girls who plays games." The response came immediately: Me too. See you Saturday. "See?" Vivian said triumphantly. "Easy. Normal. This is what dating is supposed to be like."

Simon kissed her forehead, his arms tightening around her. “Happy anniversary,” he murmured. Gemini smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his face. “Best one yet.” Outside, the canals of Venice shimmered under the moonlight, but inside their suite, Simon and Gemini had created their world—one of raw, unbridled passion and love. As they drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other’s arms, they knew this anniversary would be unforgettable, a testament to the depth of their connection and the intensity of their desires.

Twice. Then nonstop. I stared at it lying beside me, blinking as the notifications piled on top of each other like an avalanche. I didn’t want to look. I knew what it would be. But I picked it up anyway. 9 Missed Calls. 17 New Messages. Your name is trending. A pit opened in my stomach. My thumb hovered. I tapped the notification. There it was. A Video. My face. My smirk. My proud, deluded expression. The exact moment I told them—Vanessa, Olivia, and Sienna—that Leo Kingsley still wanted me.

It was not like I was cheating on him or something. I closed the GoodNovel app and clicked on my F******k app. I had a lot of notifications and five new messages. I ignored the message and scrolled through my news feed and then the post on GoodNovel's writers and readers group. Mystery man posted two days ago. Mystery man: I think I am in love with a writer here. I gulped nervously as I stared at his post, which already has about one point five millions likes and thousands of comments.

I can go as your date. ‘He is a persistent asshole’ Simone fumes in her mine. ‘I haven’t decided’ she messages back. ‘You need to decide soon. RSVP’s are ending at midnight tonight’ Bartholomew texts back. “Tonight?” Simone whispers to herself, opening the invitation again to check the cut-off date to reply. “Damn; I thought a had another few days” she fumes at herself for not checking the date to begin with. Picking up her phone she calls Emmett with the intention of telling him the truth about Leona and asking him to be his date. “Hey Honey” Emmett answers the phone.

Alex piped in as usual as I groaned and tried to keep the conversation pg-13 knowing fully well that they won't let this go, until they were satisfied with the answers that I have given them. "A date is an outing that we go out with a guy, or a girl to talk and have dinner. And they become close and love each other." "And they get married and have babies?" Kelvin cut in as I nodded my head. "Yeah, that sort of thing exactly." Why did it feel like I was setting myself up for something at this point. "So where is your own date? That's how you had us...so where is he?" Alex asked as I winced knowing fully well I had done that to myself giving them a loaded weapon.

"His name is 'iamsher.Locked'. What an odd name." "Silly. It's just his username. That dating app allows its users to just use a username instead of using their real names and pictures. In that way, everyone's privacy can be protected." Zoey's forehead creased. "Alright? That sounded so dumb because why the bloody hell would you agree on meeting him if you value your freaking privacy!" Zamantha giggled, even though she can unequivocally noticed that Zoey's nose was now flaring in so much anger.

"Like you weren't looking too." "I'm only human," Simon shrugged. "I'd totally bang her." "So would I," Zephyra's yawn curls into a Cheshire cat grin. "I bet I could make her purr. “But he’s my boyfriend, damn it!” Evie pounds her fist on the table. “Mine! He was supposed to be ‘fake’ dating her, not dating her for real!” “So, maybe he’s fucking her, maybe he isn’t. Who cares?” Simon snorts. “The game’s the game, Evie. Everyone knows that. You can’t take it personally.”