Gambling Anime Character Novels & Stories

please leave a review * Forget about it. ______________________________________ Roman's point of view: I entered the bar, passed through the tables and entered a room where Anurak was. As expected they are playing casino games. He will never let go of gambling. I leaned against the wall studying him for a moment. He has a scar now. The modafucka is now richer since he is working with the Milan family. The Fyodor family just used him for their selfish interest without treating him well. I can't blame them though.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

I’ll teach you what despair is by the end of the match! With that, he controlled his character and started running toward Charmine’s base to attack. Charmine merely typed on her keyboard, unperturbed: [Oh, did you forget something? I bet with one hundred million but you betted nothing. Are you scared?] Uji Quin was triggered. [Who’s the scaredy cat here? I’ll bet with one billion! one billion bucks! If you win against me today, the money is all yours!] Uji Quin was too caught up with killing this challenger that he completely forgot to bet. The challenger had chosen a useless character… He was sure to win their fight!

She just sighed, "Alright, workaholic. Take care of yourself, and don't forget to have a little fun once in a while." I smiled, "I will. Thanks for understanding, Unnie. Talk to you later." Then I hung up the call. Work, huh? Well, is being a gambler part of work? Work to kill someone? I dialed another contact for my other motive. "Hey, is he there?" I threw my body on the couch and grabbed the remote from the table. I opened it only to watch Oliver's advertisement. He's advertising a clothing brand. He looked cool with his tattoos and had a bad boy vibe especially when he wears something tight but in real life, he's a coward.

When a lone message pops up on my whatsapp screen i am too into cool fm's honey's night cafe to notice (That lady sounds like an angel and a greek siren, all wrapped up in one. Then i see it. A text from an unsaved number with an anime character with blue hair and round eyes as its profile picture. One word. One word that changes everything i have known. It says: Hey. I roll over and type: Hey you. Then i hit the send button. Aye warrior. Aye, i know the man. He has arms the width of an ox's neck and strength to rival that of a python breaking prey. He has the courage of lightning—a fearless will to walk all paths, and the ferocity of a leopard. He is like Amadioha, on a rainy night.

After turning off the motorcycle, I entered my house, sat down on my old leather couch in the living room, and start fiddling with my smartphone. "OOhhh….new issue is out…". I'm an avid reader; I love reading as it keeps me occupied most of the time. I also enjoyed informational books, fantasy novels, manga, anime, and games. Although I'm already 27 years old, I loved them, I probably can be categorized as a closet otaku, but still, I'm not antisocial, I was active in sport, and decisive in making choices (definitely not a wuss). "…The story was good,…but why is the protagonist always a wimp....just kill the enemies….can travel between earth and the fantasy world but use the sword as the mai

I saw him balled a palm into tight fist while clenching his jaw. "Kai Hiwatari......" I replied. "And who is that....." He immediately again asked as if after knowing him he is gona kill him. I smile shyly just to make his useless temper rise high. "Uuhhmmm.....Aaahhh.....he is A ONE OF A ANIME CHARACTER." I told him while controlling my smile. Yes, Its true I used to have a big crush on Anime character when I was twelve year old. Even I used to dream about Marrying him.

I answer "Except you don't have the sparkly blue eye thing that makes me want to stare at you all day" "Who's that?" Mel asks, coming closer "Do I know him?" "He's an anime character" I say, looking at him "Are you serious? You don't know him? He's a total Cream look alike, except he talks a lot but they're totally the same. Oh and Gojou is a total DILF" Mel's eyes widens "DILF?" "Daddy I'd Like To Fuck" Cream answers, his eyes still trained on me "The convent girl knows her words"

Gami cast a spell across the room, then sat down on her bed. "I will let you go now," he said. "Huh? What do you mean?" Claire said with wide eyes. Claire was surprised when Gami removed her hood. That was the first time he could see the full face of the soul reaper. He had a small beautiful face. Cold-dark eyes accentuated with long eyelashes. Pointed cute nose. Pale smooth skin and of course, its narrow and red lips. All in all, Gami is very handsome. His face is gentle but not the eyes. Good and evil argue in his aura. And Claire couldn't understand why after a long time they were together, Gami showed his face only now.

The figure was that of a handsome man who looked to be in his early thirties with raven hair and stern obsidian eyes. He was wearing a stylish and sophisticated suit as he coldly looked at Maria, who, frightened, couldn't help but think, 'This man reminds me of a certain anime character.' The character that came to mind was associated with a popular anime about an orphaned ninja with a demon fox sealed inside of him, who dreamed of being the leader of his village one day. "It has been brought to my attention that you have broken one of this academy's sacred rules by attacking one of your fellow classmates during a training exercise." Even his voice was cold when he addressed her.