Broke Gamer Novels & Stories

I better packed my things and return to the Philippines. " How did you two meet?" She asked again making me sigh before started speaking. I think I should tell her the truth. " As he mention earlier, I am a gamer. I was actually a live streamer which hides my face. People in the Philippines belittle female gamers and I hate getting treated like that so I decided to hide my identity. Then, one of my stream, jer--- I mean your son appeared and beat me on the match insulting me that I am not that great of a player. So feeling insulted, I joined a team which compete on the same tournament as him so I could have a rematch and beat him miserably" I said still looking at her reaction while I cut th

“Really? I was wondering why he looks so familiar to me, so it turns out that he’s Brone Evans. But he apparently retired, right?” “He retired last year. He was also a star player in the past, so he was very capable. He has always performed well in the competitions, and we should not underestimate his ability.” “Wow! The kid will be done this time. It’d be strange if you don’t lose in the competition with a professional gamer.” Brone took out $100 from his pocket and threw it to the little boy before he said, “Let’s play one round. I’ll pay you $100 for the challenge fee. We’ll play fair so that nobody can say I’m bullying a little kid.”

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" Gunner snorted at Khyle's halfhearted attempt to sell him on it. He sounded about as doubtful as Gunner felt. It wasn't that Gunner Jäger was adverse to playing some video games. Guys were guys after all. If there wasn't anything hot to pursue, then having a few beers and running your buddy off the road or shooting him six ways to Sunday was always a good alternate. Video games were fine. At home. At a party. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

“I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.” Silence. Nobody spoke. Behind Zen, Sasha and Liu Feng appeared proud. Akiko was expressionless as usual, but there was a glint in her eyes for those who looked closer. Yes, this was Zen the gamer - their

she announces. Mick tries to hide his face in the couch and mumbles for everyone to leave, that he's ashamed. Jim, a big man who always shares in the group how his divorce triggered his drinking, chuckles softly. "Don't worry, kid. I had a relapse in my second week. Alberta had to retrieve my drunk ass from my son's wedding," he says. "I had my relapse at three years after losing my job. I started counting again, and I've been sober for a year now. There's nothing to be ashamed of," Celeste, another group member, says.

Axen looked at me without a speck of emotion on his face and said. "I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud.

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

Her eyes meet mine and says, "Jessie, before I met you, I was broken. I was a pile of broken pieces, a mess left behind when I lost my late wife nearly three years ago. "This last year I've felt those broken pieces meld together only to shatter again a couple days ago. They shattered when you and our daughters left me for an old wedding tradition. I've never felt so lost during those hours than I did growing up. "I stand before you now and vow to love you till my last breath. I know I've come close a few months ago and I'm sorry. I vow to be your strength as the days unfold, your shelter, your home. I vow to cherish every moment I can grasp," she chokes with a smile, reaching up to wipe my t

’ Cameron replied instantly. Whoever had drugged me was going to die, and I was going to make sure of it. I growled loudly as I got dressed and bowed my head in disappointment. Now that I marked her, I could feel my Mate's sadness and her fear. She was afraid of me, and I couldn't blame her. I had promised something to her yesterday, and I let her down. I promised to show her how much I needed her, and I broke that promise. And when I did come, I hurt her.