A Gamer In South Blue Novels & Stories

“I work at night.” “Oh?” she asked, swallowing. “What do you do?” “Game designer.” “Huh,” she said looking him over again. “Makes sense.” He huffed out a laugh and his half-cocked smile was like a laser beam holding her frozen in place. Geez, the man had killer blue eyes and an adorable smile. “I look like a gamer?”

LUCIA. Dark Blue Eyes was approaching, but his eyes were on Mr. Asshole, a smug smirk plastered on his face. 1,100,000 Another flashed on the screen and the asshole cursed and brushed his hand over his hair before he started pressing his tablet again. All the while, all my hopes of being bought by Dark Blue Eyes flew out of the window. He had no tablet with him. He was not bidding. He might be the organizer. Or… Goddess, he might be Olivia’s mate.

He was angered by Blue's choice, but the man defended his position and the funds were allocated to a worthy cause; this is all that mattered. He halted and confronted the man. "Next time, I do not want you to make a decision for me. In particular, when it comes to underground fighting or any other extreme activities involving money and criminality." Blue nodded. "Yes, Sir," he said and saluted with his hand. "I'll promise." "Stop acting like a child, Blue," said Ace, smiling. Blue was cherished by Ace, who considered him his brother. Blue belongs to The Greeks. Since college, he has been in a relationship with a man. His gang comprises only three primary members, but he has many subordinates

He was the captain of a private yacht moored at the Miami Beach Marina. Rashid was already wearing his Speedos, but he was leaning against the locker talking to Blue, the youngest guy on the team, a waiter and an aspiring actor. Blue was naked, as usual; he’s always the first guy in the locker room to strip down and the last to put his suit on. Like me, he’s blond, with blue eyes, but he has thick, ropy muscles in his arms and legs whereas I’m slimmer and less muscular. I walked past them and took the locker next to Sean, a burned-out computer programmer who worked as a carpenter for a gay contracting firm on South Beach. Despite his best efforts, Sean was chunky, and he always took the last

Gianna muttered the moment we pulled up to the golf field. I looked back at the monster I had created in this game and, mine ooooh mine, I knew I had to put on my retired armor soon enough before this kid embarrassed me in my very own game. Gianna’s phone rang and Blue was on FaceTime with her, just like they always did eight out of ten times a day. That was a sister and a best friend right there. "Hello, my papito!" Blue muttered the moment she saw me from behind the camera.

CHAPTER 122: The Pro Gamer Kaizer No one’s POV: Mukgu, Kaizer, Dean and Hoonie arrived at the arcade game center. Dean and Kaizer were super excited so they ran around and looked for the spot. Hoonie and Mukgu were just standing at the entrance hall, watching Dean and Kaizer running around.

Damian said sarcastically from the shotgun seat. "Hey, there's no wet dogs in my ancestry," Blue replied before Roxie stopped the playful bickering before it got carried away. Blue had talked to his sister, Shaylee, about what was happening. She said that Levi lived near one of the Great Lakes, and she was pretty confident that one of Fiona's elders knew the exact address. The issue was that Blue and Fiona weren't exactly close. Thus the reason why he reached out to Shaylee and not Fiona herself.

His ruckus alerted an ominous presence, and without warning, the gamer was sent hurtling back by a powerful underwater current blast as the doors swung open. “Yo! The one who comes knocking at ma’ door, you’d pray best and prepare to be floored cuz’ this Lil’ Mushade ain’t low ballin’ today.” What in tarnation?! Zen righted himself underwater and saw a sunglasses-wearing blue mushroom variant. Zen would have mistaken this braided-haired pixie for a rapper NPC if not for that blue skin and disc-like mushroom hat. “Is you that rude muthafaka a’knockin’ on ma door? You’d best be ready cuz’ this dis battle gon be sinkin’ your ship. Ain’t nobody takin’ ma shades nowhere without a rap!”

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

He silently whispered to them. "How ugly." He triumphantly walked up to the launchpad, bumping into whatever and whoever, not necessarily caring. His eyebrow raised upon skimming through the board, smirking as he took notice of the Battle Royale. There were an array of teams joining, all in teams of six; apart from one. A lone player, with stats higher than anyone could imagine, though Uriel reckoned he could beat those 'weak numbers' in a few days. They go by the name of 'Blue', which already had Uriel convinced that that person was a twelve year old.