Gamer's Guide To Pretty Much Everything Novels & Stories

I never realized he was this strong. "Commander Celeriac," he whispered as if revealing a secret. "I don’t know why, but you drive me insane." His voice darkened, each word more deliberate. "So let me make one thing very clear—" His grip tightened ever so slightly. "Once you start this game, I’ll be the one to finish it." I scoffed, locking eyes with him. "Don’t worry. Once you find your mate and reject her, this little game will end."

It’s real. Slowly, Dominique Gray turns his head toward my direction, like he can sense my presence already with the way I kept glaring at him from where I’m standing, and for a long second, our eyes lock, both of us staring at each other. And for the first time, since I knew this man existed, I could simply read the look on his face and the fiery look in his eyes. He’s started a game, a very dangerous game, and he has no intention of losing.

Harriet sticks close to me as we come up to the pole, her eyes on the backs of the warriors fighting. I quickly pull the flag down and stuff it in my bra. There are no rules stating it must be visible and if no one sees it in my hand, they won’t believe I was the one who snagged it. Harriet gawks at me like I am some mystical unicorn and I grin at her. “What? I am supposed to be completely useless?” “How are you so good at this?” she asks, following me as we sneak back to where we came from. “I’m excellent at strategy games. It’s real life that I fail at.” I give her a big smile. When we make it back to our hideout, I falter when I see Anna standing there with her arms crossed.

~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]

“Well, I wouldn’t shed any tears if you were out of the picture.” “Stop it,” I snapped, my frustration boiling over. “Enough of this. I’m sick of the games, the lies. Someone needs to tell me the truth—now.” Jaehyun’s smirk faltered, and for a brief moment, I saw something in his eyes—hesitation, maybe even regret. But it was gone as quickly as it came. “You want the truth?” he said, his tone mocking. “Fine. The truth is, your precious Guide has been keeping secrets from you. Big ones.”

“Then that tramp will have the pleasure of explaining herself.” Nico leaned back in his chair, watching the fire in Nero’s gaze. The demon was back and out for blood. That same old ruthless certainty burned there. It was the look of a man who’d kill anyone or anything that tried to move his pieces off his gameboard. Nero’s gameboard. “Tonight, then,” Nico said finally. Nero nodded once. “Tonight.”

"Gideon, do you hate me? Because of me, you lost your best friend. Because of me, you wasted eight years of your life." By the end, her voice was trembling. She lowered her head. I let out a quiet laugh. There was nothing in my eyes except relief and peace. "Josephine, you're giving yourself too much credit. If I don't love you anymore, where would the hate come from?" She froze, then changed the subject. "Are you happy here?" "I am." Leaning against the railing beside the road, I answered casually, "The weather's nice, and there aren't many people. I found a job with a local tour company. I take visitors around and show them the country.

"Boss, since this woman wronged you, I'll help you get your revenge!" Carla was a rare kind of gaming genius. Even when I dueled her one-on-one, I lost more often than I won. Someone like Madison, who barely had time to play games, was no match for her. In three minutes flat, Carla completely crushed her. Smiling sweetly, Carla turned on voice chat. "Tsk. With skills like that, you might want to spend less time talking and more time practicing—before your gameplay gets even more pathetic." "Who are you?" Madison asked calmly, completely unaffected by the taunt. "Wasn't Charlie the one using this account?

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

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