Broke Gamer Novels & Stories

He pressed the bag of fallen hair against his face and released scream after scream of raw, gut-wrenching anguish. "Lily... I'm sorry... I was wrong... I was so wrong!" He smashed his forehead against the floor, over and over, until the skin split and blood ran down his face. His gaze drifted to a corner of the room. A rusted solid steel pipe leaned against the wall. It was the one they'd used to brace the broken door shut at night. A deranged idea took shape in his mind. He had used a fake broken leg to steal my sympathy and my love. He believed that if he truly became the crippled, penniless wretch he'd once pretended to be, I would forgive him. I would come back to him.

She had gotten bored with him, the same way she got bored with the six before him, used and discarded without a second thought. I almost pitied him for being this stupid. "Spend your time inside thinking about what you've done. When you get out, try being a decent human being for once instead of ruining other people's lives." Bryce's face went chalk white. He stared at me, teeth clenched so hard he drew blood from his own lip. "You piece of shit! I'll never let this go! I hope you rot! You did this to me, and I will never forgive you, not even if it kills me!"

And never truly defeat. The words lingered in Aria’s mind—not as comfort, but as truth. Because being undefeated didn’t mean being safe. It didn’t mean being untouched. And it definitely didn’t mean there wouldn’t be a cost. --- The System Reacts For a brief moment after her last move, everything held still. Not calm. Not resolved. Just… suspended. --- Then It Broke Again Not outward this time— Inward. --- The System Collapses Into Itself

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

"Are you serious right now? After everything—the team meeting, Coach's ultimatum, Ethan's rage—you think you should have handled Jules differently?" "I think I shouldn't have lied to her face and called what we had a mistake." "It was a mistake, Cross. You broke the bro code, destroyed team chemistry, nearly lost your scholarship. That's the definition of a mistake." "It didn't feel like a mistake when I was with her." "Jesus." Tyler runs his hand through his hair. "You're still hung up on her. After everything she's cost you."

I yelled. "Oh and by the way Aubrey blocked you, just like what I'm about to do. Bye hoe. Nice knowing you. It's a pity that our friendship broke off over your slutty ways." I said before hanging up. She needs to go.

I only had a cup of coffee for breakfast. Finally, I was done eating. I cleaned my mouth, settled my bills, and headed out. However, I was just so unlucky. I bumped into a guy who was holding a cup of wine in one hand and the bottle in the other. Unfortunately, the wine in the cup poured on my body while the bottle fell on the floor and broke. It was the guy's fault. He wasn't looking at where he was going. I felt so embarrassed as my cloth got ruined. ' What's your problem? What's all this? Couldn't you focus on where you were going?' I yelled angrily.

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

"What is this? Are you trying to make me feel better or something? Stop it, Allen. I don't need that kind of positive reinforcement. The fact is, I'm broken, right?" "Ash!" Aslan rolled his eyes. "What? Never mind, don't deny it. This has been my condition for a long time, right? Besides, I'm the one with the condition, you don't have to worry about it." Allen sighed. He knew Aslan just hated his condition, but Allen did not like it every time Aslan called himself broken. In Allen's eyes, Aslan was normal. A normal human being. He was just a little different from the other Alphas, and that did not change anything. He was still Allen's little brother, and Allen loved him.

Georgia's tears stopped her from finishing her words. But whatever she has said was enough for me to understand why she was like this. Wrapping my arms around her body once more, I stroked her back softly. I had never been in such a situation but I didn't need to be there to understand how much betrayal hurt. “There there Georgia. People are shitty sometimes, I promise you, you'll find better.” I muttered, pulling her closer as she shuddered in soft sobs. As much as this marriage was fake, seeing her breaking down in my arms makes me want to reassure her.