Gamer God Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

But would he leave her knowing that she is just a pawn in this revenge game? He is the Lucifer of Business world who never forgives the backstabbers and cheaters. She was sweating badly as the distance between them was decreasing slowly. She prayed to her God to save her for tonight because she already has other plans for tomorrow. As soon as he stood in front of him she felt like running but to her hard luck she was already in front of the beast in his den.

Me and Latisha made it out to the staff smoking area, she hadn’t even lit her cigarette before she started. “So Graham.” “Don’t tell me, being a douche bag?” I asked before taking a drag and putting the lighter in my pocket. “Oh my god such a douche bag!” She lit hers now. “Telling me he can’t be with someone in my profession” “Wait” I stopped, putting a hand up. “He has only known you doing this, that’s bullshit.” “And that’s what I said to him! I don’t cuss that he works in IT.” We both cracked up then, the cold hitting me as my jacket came open.

Amari sniffles "and I opened to a page in the Bible, Genesis, God is Almighty and powerful and then I prayed after and I felt that peace." "God loves you and there's a reason for everything that has happened in your life, he wanted you to come to him, he wanted you to see the other side of life and I'm not saying your parents was a way but that was just life happening." Aunt Marie explained. "I've thought about it and I know what I want now." Amari smiled. "Little girl what do you want?" "I want to know God." "You're fifteen now and you're growing into a beautiful baby girl, I can assure that temptations will come but nothing is impossible through Christ who strengthens us, you will conquer

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

“I did hear about it before!” The previous old man from the crowd once again uttered, “It’s said to be a true god. In fact, from the name of it, you can know how strong, powerful, and terrifying the combat prowess of the true god is. A level lower is semi-god, and the ultimate level is true god, naturally true god level is way more powerful than semi-god level!” “Haha! You’re so right, Mr !” The old man from America who was in charge of hosting the auction said, “We all know that after the war between America and Cathysia, Nine Great Gods of War are born and there is another existence above these Nine Great Gods of War, that’s the Supreme Warrior!”

Maverick pointed out a little less hostile. "I am." I did not hesitate. He actually looked surprised by my words. He should be anything but surprised. "You made me this way. I don't see why you are acting so surprised since you stabbed me with a sword that stole all the humanity I had." I stated nonchalantly. The room became silent and regret shined bright in Mavericks eyes. I looked away from him and turned my attention back to my book. "All tier 4-8 Gods will only be able to teleport and conjure up things." I explained once again.

I said to him. “Why were you glowing when you got mad and now you’re not?” DJ asked as he sat down. “DJ, You know that dad is more god than human, and you are a demi-god.” I said. “Yea, are you a demi-god?” He asked.

After the territories merged, I, of the Gerald Family, became the undisputed Godmother of Eustona’s criminal underworld. I took Xavier and returned to our family’s old fortress in North Atlantis. In the garden, Dad had built a small playground for him, with a carousel and swings. Bit by bit, the smile on Xavier’s face returned. He started going back to school, making new friends, and slowly stepping out from the shadows of his past. However, he never mentioned the word “Papa” again.

"So you can see how excited we were to hear of your return, Brandur. I knew I had to find a way to speak with you." "I think you have placed too much faith in my name," Brand told the man. "And why do you believe I am who I say I am when no one else does?" Bjorn gave him a slight smile. "The elders speak of your exploits in battle to this day. You are just as they described you, Brandur the Destroyer. I do not pretend to understand how you are here, but we have to believe the gods have taken pity and brought you to us."