Dark Gamer Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Majority of the campers are boys because game addiction is their thing – to be exact, Dungeon Raydens-addiction. Dungeon Raydens is a sandbox-style MMORPG that’s a one-stop-shop for a lot of things. Kate remembers that, when Ecto was still around (darn, it hurt to think that), they did almost everything there except PvP and the MOBA-esque Battle Royale end game, which Ecto abhorred for their violence.

Playing cool appears best to earn the so called present and exit their presence. "We know you. Damien Dark,future alpha over red blood pack and princess Kara so called mate"They chuckle. Appears am pretty popular within black eagles hunter clan. Good gracims am still alive. "She told you about me?" I ask amused. "Nah..,we uncovered it" They fist bump themselves. Pretty cool though. "And you are?" I turn towards the younger. His enraged gaze slightly scares Ryder and I. He'd be pretty powerful as a werewolf. Rage sources our strength and his human rage combined with werewolf rage equals greatness.

The building looked run down from the outside but when I walked in it was actually pretty nice. Rows of high end gaming computers. RGB lights everywhere making everything glow blue and purple and green. The sounds of mechanical keyboards clicking and game audio blasting filled the space. It was mostly young guys hunched over their screens. Completely absorbed in whatever they were playing. I spotted ApexGamer23 in the back corner. He had told me he'd be wearing a red hoodie. He waved when he saw me. I walked over. "Hi. ApexGamer23?" "That's me. But you can call me Idris." He smiled and gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit. You want anything to drink? They have good energy drinks here.

Drake stated, which made the prince stumble and be shocked. He aimed the gun toward Drake, but Emily controlled it and let it seek the prince. He was trembling, afraid and anxious. “A-Alpha...” Y-you’re just nothing! “He growled. Drake laughed devilishly, and suddenly, his eyes turned blood red—the devil’s eye. “Touch my son; aim a gun; you’ll see hell; meet my demon and die mercilessly.”

She mostly kept to the city, but she loved the sights of the colourful lights and brightly decorated stores that stood out in the gloom of the night. “What are you hungry for?” “Anything.” She answered, distracted by the teenage girls playing hopscotch in front of a four-storey building. “Anything.” He repeated. “Do you come here often?” "Not recently, but I used to." He pointed at her window. "There is a gaming centre down that road. In college, I loved to come over and play a game or ten with my friends." "What kind of games." "RPG." "Are you any good?"

In a lonely house, there was a young adult, approximately 25 years old, his hair was messy, his physique was deplorable and under his eyes there were deep and marked dark circles. While slowly the last lights of the sun illuminated the place and the darkness of the night took over the atmosphere, the young adult simply kept staring at the screen of his computer. He was a staunch fan of RPGs or Role Play Games, more specifically traditional dice RPGs. Some time ago, he and a group of friends began the tradition of connecting via the internet and through an online role-playing page to play different games.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

After all, it was safer to avoid these kinds of situations rather than fighting back and getting seriously hurt. But that flame in her wouldn’t go away. In fact, it flared up when she heard that this was one of Nightmare’s goons. Nightmare was the callsign of one of the many griefers who played Bellum Aeterna. He and his wholly demented gang of griefers very often harassed and killed other players, wherever they went. They never helped anyone, or even engaged in actual, proper PVP. They just went around and randomly ganged up on people just to get them angry. All because it brought them great enjoyment to do so.

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly