A Broke Gamer Novels & Stories

Something broken, fragile. Something I had ruined.

I stopped and looked back, puzzled. Seeing the complete lack of recognition in my eyes, Sarah finally broke down, tears streaming down her face. I frowned, got into the car waiting by the curb, and left without hesitation. In the rearview mirror, Sarah's figure, crouched by the roadside sobbing, gradually shrank and disappeared.

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

She broke off, sobbing into her hands. Dominic clenched his fists at his sides, his nails biting into his palms. The sight of her broken and battered filled him with a rage he couldn’t place—at the men who’d done this, at himself for putting her in harm’s way, and at the entire situation as he saw his life spiral out of control. A soft knock on the door interrupted the moment, and a doctor entered, her expression sad. “Mr. Hale, Mrs. Hale, I’m sorry, but I must speak with my patient.

I work at Golden Rose Hotel as Maitre d' in its restaurant. Five years ago, after my divorce, when I was working in a shady pub as a waitress, Nick Miller, the famous Hotel tycoon and the owner of this very hotel, saved me from a very touchy and very, very drunk customer who was trying to talk to me after my working hours were over. 5 years ago Today was another very tiring day at the stripper joint, where I work as a waitress at night. All the dirty hands spanking my butt and drunk customers trying to kiss me made me feel so dirty that I wanted to rip my skin.

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His foot came down hard on the screen. Once. Twice. Three times. Glass shattered beneath his shoe. He backed away, breathing heavily as he stared at the mangled phone lying on the ground. For one long second, neither of us moved. I looked at the remains of my phone, then looked back at Alex. And, I burst out laughing. His face fell as confusion flashed in his eyes. I walked over, picked up what was left of my phone, and turned it over in my hand. The screen was completely broken.

Leo argued again. “Listen, Leo. I’m truly sorry for your father’s passing a few years ago, and thank you for being willing to work with me to build a restaurant in your hotel. But I don’t need all that money from him or the sickening luxury that makes me feel like a parasite.” Without realizing it, Arsen raised his voice, causing Leo to instinctively raise both hands in front of his chest.