Game Shakers Tanner Buchanan Novels & Stories

Game day in Denver dawned with a sky as blue as a championship banner, the city humming with anticipation. The Cannibals’ locker room was alive with energy, the tension of the past week replaced by something fierce and focused. Jeremy moved among his players, helmet in hand, feeling the pulse of the team-strong, unified, and ready to prove themselves after the shadowy threats and the sting of Alicia’s departure. Heather Wammack was the first to break the silence, her voice bright and brash as she laced up her cleats. “Today’s the day, folks. I’m calling it-Bombers are going down, and I’m breaking that Uno record. Who’s with me?”

She shook her head handing the drawings back “ I doubt your brother would have done such things” I assured her “ yeah well those other 4 men you drew they are hunters” she said shrugging her shoulders “ hunters?” I asked confused by what she meant “ Have you ever heard of them?” She asked and I shook my head no

"Try playing Halo 3 online." "Oh no," he said, shaking his head. "Not another one. "Reaper plays that game all the time, and I never quite got the hang of it." "Reaper? That assassin guy? I wonder what his gamertag is. I may have played him." Shane actually looked incredibly embarrassed. "Evil Fluffy Kitten." Shamira's eyes widened. "You're kidding?" "No. He finds it amusing." "He doesn't look like he has a sense of humor."