Gamer Slayers Novels & Stories

He's the main hitman of the gang. "Reports" the devil ordered, and Lambo walked to the Cyber table. She put it on and zoomed the picture of a guy out of neon. "His name is Tiger, he's got the most powerful clan after ours, they're The Slayers. He's desperately looking for you" Lambo reported. "What's his use?" Taylor scoffed. "Isn't it obvious? Take him and make him an obedient kid here" Sylvester replied, and Lambo zoomed out another picture. It's a young girl this time.

To avoid getting killed by molotovs, grenades, missiles, the trophy system prevents that from happening. “Dalawa objective, dalawa slayer, isa anchor?” tanong niya nang magsimula ang game. “Slayer ako!” Sigaw niya at mabilis na tumakbo papunta sa unang hardpoint para pigilan ang kalaban na makapasok. “Hoy, tumapak kayo!” sigaw ni Oliver. “Masyadong magaling si Xhyro! Nakabantay sa taas, hindi makapasok sa hardpoint!”

Jo backed up down the hallway, assuming Zane would be the one to throw the grenade, but before she made it more than a few steps, all of the other doors along the hallway opened up simultaneously, hitting the walls with a force to make the hall vibrate. “Shit,” Jo muttered, knowing exactly what this was. Out of the rooms poured an army of Vampires and Assassin Hunters, armed and coming at both of them. They were grossly outnumbered and beyond trapped. All she could do was start shooting. Jo opened fire on the group closest to her as the Vampires attempted to shoot at her, but she was moving too quickly for them to aim. Besides the bullets flowing from her gun, her feet were flying as well. S

Kiera hummed in reply. And the girl continued, "That's amazing. You're faster than me. I like girls who understand their codes. Let's be friends." Kiera remained silent. "I'll take that as a yes. I'm Isla." Kiera thought giving her the silent treatment would be enough to keep Isla away. But the moment the class ended, Isla followed behind her as they left the hall. "Those problems in class are like jokes to my intelligence," Isla boasted. "You spent five minutes writing that code," Kiera mocked.

"And I'm still going, anyway." "Harper-" "He killed his mate, Drake." My voice came out steadier than I expected. "Marcus killed Lily to save my life. He stood in that clearing with her blood on his hands, and he looked at me, and there was nothing behind his eyes except loss. And I stood there, and I let him carry that." I set the lipstick down. "He's my Gamma. He's been at my back through every single thing that should have killed me. He doesn't get a half-life. He doesn't get to spend whatever's left of his existence as a feral shell of himself because the Council is afraid of what I am and what I'm capable of." I turned around fully. "I won't do it. I won't leave him there." Drake looked

Until I lost count and I was thoroughly drunk. The bartender raised an eyebrow after the fourth shot, but I just pushed my glass forward. “Rough day?” he asked. “You could say that,” I muttered. I didn’t know what I was doing here. I didn't know why I was so upset, why Jonathan’s words had cut so deep, why the image of him smiling at Lisa made me want to throw something. This was supposed to be a game. A plan to get revenge on Daniel by getting close to his father.

Dylan. Okay, so this is the most fun I’ve had in a long time with these guys. Yeah, they killed my dad, I mean that’s not great, even if I didn’t really like him that much, he did some really awful shit to these people, but he was still my dad. I can understand why it had to happen, plus it all led me to my cute little fairy doll. It does sting though. I’ve heard everyone here calling her ‘Slayer’, which I thought was a bit of an odd name, especially for a fairy, but after to talking to Jordan for a bit I’ve learned that her name is Layah. They call her slayer because she’s ruthless on the battlefield and she’s saved everyone’s life here at least once or twice and has the highest body count

She looked down at me from above, all the tenderness in her eyes completely drained away. "And now you're giving me attitude over a ring?" I lifted my head to look at her, my eyes red-rimmed. "Emma, is it really so hard to love just one person?" She furrowed her brows irritably. "What did I do? Is cheating against the law? Which law says cheating is illegal? Vince, stop being so dramatic, alright?" The word "dramatic" hit me across the face like a slap. I couldn't stop my whole body from trembling.

And soon—mine to ruin. " Don't underestimate her! Hades! She is the commander. I heard she could defeat ten commanders all together. Maybe she won't be easy to play with!" Carlos slumped himself onto the couch, scrolling his phone. " Well, Only the future will tell!" Elysia Celeriac... I don't know who your mate is. But I am certain that I am the one who will dig my fangs into your bare nape and suck the blood in to make my territory.

And Slada was not sure - is it so good - to remember her life before she became a walker? The eyes of the hunter who called herself her sister, full of hatred and anger, again surfaced in her memory. And a promise to kill at the next meeting. I remembered the guardians who captured her - almost feral - near the village. No. Slada did not want to know her former life, because it is very possible that then she would hate herself now with the same force with which these people hated her. She didn't think she deserved to be hated. Neither she nor her husband. And none of her pack. Because in all her life, Slada has never killed a single person.