Gakuen Handsome Game Novels & Stories

It was a video from Camille's former best friend, someone Camille had had a falling out with not long ago. "Miles, you're a good man. I can't stand watching you get played like this. You deserve to know the truth." A sick feeling crawled up from the pit of my stomach. My hands were shaking as I played the video. A woman was raising a glass to Camille, smiling. "So, Camille, how does it feel to finally get what you wanted?" Camille lifted her own glass, looking thoroughly satisfied, like she was savoring a meal she never wanted to end.

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

The man is tall and fat, and he’s holding a wooden club. Upon the entrance, the bald man stood up and looked at them. He had a rather confused face when he saw Jai. Jai was also looking at him, knowing who he is. “Hayate, is that our guy?” Goro asked. He asked because the guy is holding a puppy in his hand, and who would bring a puppy to a dangerous negotiation deal? This isn’t a tea party. Hayate nodded. Then a gasp was heard, and a teenage girl came running from the kitchen. She stopped at the doorway and stared at Jai with surprised face. “A-Aren’t you Jai Waetford…? The third champion of the Friendly Tournament in the Wind?”

Queens in a chess game where men thought themselves kings. Amira sipped the champagne a waiter placed in her hand, letting her eyes sweep the room. Every interaction was laced with double meaning. A touch on the arm, a whispered word, a glance held too long. Alliances and betrayals danced in the air, hidden beneath the guise of polite society. Montez placed a hand on her back, guiding her deeper into the crowd. His touch burned through the silk, possessive and unyielding. She stiffened, whispering sharply, “Don’t touch me.”

Lucy The clubhouse smelled of oil, coffee, and the faint tang of smoke when I stepped inside. The morning sun poured through the wide windows, lighting up the worn wood floors and the rows of motorcycles parked outside. The men were busy—cleaning bikes, checking engines, shouting over the roar of machinery. I stayed near the edge, hesitant, feeling like I’d stepped onto a stage without knowing the lines.

At least the female he wants accepts the fact he lost. I turn my attention back to the field to see Moor preparing to fight with the Hassin commander and my hands tighten in my lap. The Gaimo champion looks strong as he displays his bulging muscles and scale-protected skin, but just like with the Vaal... The Hassin is bigger. The copper-colored beast of a male looks unbeatable compared to Moor.

The sight of his two hands made me breathe a sigh of relief. Now that I was relaxed, I teased him on purpose, "Two hands don't bring as much pleasure as multiple tentacles, it seems." Cyrus paused in his actions. Then, he raised his head to look at me, his gaze already dark with lust. "Is that so?" His gaze made my heart skip a beat. Before I could regain my senses, I heard a familiar chime drifting into my ear. [Congratulations, you've joined a new dungeon as a player.]

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as soon as she saw me, and she looked almost giddy. "Seb, you look so good tonight! You're so handsome, I'm sure all the other girls won't be able to take their eyes off you. I'm gonna get jealous." I gave her a playful look and followed her inside. Afraid she would be teased, I took the initiative to hold her hand before we entered together. "Whoa! You're really something else, Selena! How long have you been keeping this handsome man to yourself?" The people in the room immediately started teasing her, and Selena's face flushed as she tightened her grip on my hand.

“Besides, look, you’re already getting quite a bit of attention.” I look over and see a row of college boys. They all look tall, and buff, and have that easy comradery that says “team.” By the look of them, I’d guess rugby. They look too rugged for Football. “Let’s go say hi,” Nyx is almost salivating. “I mean, there is more than enough beefcake there for us to share.” One handsome jock, a young man with deep blue eyes and dark black hair, is looking at me like a particularly delicious dessert. His gaze is so intense, that I find myself captured by it, my body growing warm from head to toe.

Annoying! "I'm really jealous of that strawberry. You always let go of my hand for them. Tss. How delicious is that? Is it even tastier than me?" he said dramatically so I stopped looking and took the strawberries and turned to him. I snorted. He looks like Lee Min Ho when he's angry. It's annoying! He looks like Lee Min Ho scolding Jun Ji Hyun in the show The Legend of the blue Sea. Even facial expressions and hand gestures are taken by him. He doesn't watch that.