Encounter Under The Influence

Waiting alone in the full knowledge that her fate was now sealed, with the cries of the frolicking children wafting in from outside, the frightened girl thought once more of sturdy, wee Jock, the bold bandito who had been so gentle in her arms. He was now, according to father, a prisoner in the very castle he had once owned.

Then came a peal of mighty bells, and she leapt to her feet with hope — and alarm — in her eyes. He was here! “We marry tonight, my angel — my porcelain angel!” he squeaked lovingly, oblivious of the lava-red eyes at the window, and as he went down on his knees and implored her to forgive him, she started to think about what they would call their children.

When you’ve had all of our Afflicted Love Quiz that you can handle, this is definitely the place to be. The fast-paced romance narrative above — thrilling, taut, coherent, imaginative, and ultimately human though it surely is — is the work of no human author. In fact, it was written in real — starkly real — time, by what used to be called a “soulless machine”. One might think that literature so sensitive and insightful must surely have come from the quill of a poet, not the unfeeling circuits of a digital device. Well, think again. Romance Writer is on the job. Reload page for a new story.