Game Novels & Stories

КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путешествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

That made me even more livid. “Woah there Kain! Chill out man. I was just calling to see how its going, no need to bite my head off” “Fuck you dipshit! I’m stuck here because of you.” I hissed out, angry as all hell “Hey! I’m not the one who told you to go to Majorca for a fucking week” he paused and I heard him chuckle “And to suck at rock, paper, scissors I pinched the bridge of my nose and spoke in clipped tones “Just fuck off and go get wasted or something and leave me alone before I decide to drive down to that goddamn club and rip your head off”

Kenta-kun followed. I picked Aki-chan up as I climbed to my feet and smiled at Hiro-san. “It looks like it’s you against us, Hiro-san.” “That’s fine.” He smirked. “I’ll be able to take you all without any problem. What are we playing though?” “What are we playing, Aki-chan?” I asked her. “Don’t know. We’ll play anything but I am in Kake-jii’s team.” She hugged me around my neck. Seriously? That was it?

Max stupidly asks him. "Sorry, BroMax, seems you're glitching, you're breaking up, I can't talk to you right now, bad signal," Troy responds in haste before getting up and walking over to Simo to order his favorite ice cream -- 'bland' flavored ice cream, his words, definitely not mine. Max shakes his head before glancing at Bell and I in bewilderment. "Am I dreaming? I was talking to him face-to-face, right? How can I be glitching?"

“No!” ********

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“Open it.” Nico reached under the console and withdrew a velvet-lined box. The same one that was on the screen. He set it on the table and flicked the clasp. Inside, a single chess piece lay on its side: a knight, carved from onyx. Beside it was a folded slip of card. He slid the card to Nero. Nero opened it with a thumb, eyes flicking once across the line. “‘Check,’” he read aloud, the word drained of surprise, of anything but cold interest. “Cute,” he added, turning the card around to see if there was anything on the back.

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Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

He replied as he stopped screen recording. Malik smacked his arm frowning. "Stop calling me that!". "Sorry sorry, I forget I'm sorry I'm sorry" Wilder winced at the hard smack. "It's fine, now show me how you play" Malik moved a little closer to get a better view of his phone. "Play what?". Wilder asked confused. "Call of duty!" Malik answered. 'Ohh!' "Oh! Okay okay" Wilder opened up the app Call of Duty waiting for it to load. "Is it hard?" Malik asked, Wilder shook his head "Not really, but it's fun to play" He answered once the game fully loaded.