Gamer Slayers Novels & Stories

She glared at them. “Who are you?” One of the vampires snickered. “You haven't heard about the slayer. I'm Marissa.” Marissa rushed toward them, pulling out her blade from her sheath. She kicked one of them before burying the blade in his heart. She pulled it out and rushed toward the next vampire, she snapped his neck and buried a steak in his heart, and he burst into flames. Marissa was panting while those vampires who were alive surrounded her, she hastily pulled out two guns, and shot them. Wooden bullets. They dropped to the ground before bursting into flames, she moved toward the other vampire who was struggling to get on his feet after she had cut through him with her blade. She stabb

I was wrong. I struggled to snap out of the depression my heartbreak had sent me spiraling into thanks to that silly little game. Drake's cruel words calling me a silly little girl still hurt for months but that was nothing compared to the pain that awaited me six months later. Wolves are strong and live much longer than humans usually, but a group of rogues attacked our pack and all the adults fought just as they were trained to do. My mom was among those fighting. She was strong and came from an alpha bloodline, not just any bloodline but a particularly strong and old alpha line from Italy. She was one of our fiercest warriors and as such she was on the front lines of battle. There were to

Another girl asked. "After several of the guests left, the regular weekly poker game occurred. We normally have one every Thursday, but Master moved it to Monday as he didn't want to share us our last day. A slave serves below the table, orally pleasuring the winners of each hand. We'd lost two of the female slaves by that time, so it was four women and a man. I was surprised three of the players allowed the male slave to suck them. With their winnings from the poker game, they could bid on the services of a slave for an hour. The male's wife didn't allow him to participate. She wanted him to watch her fuck other people. She was very unhappy to find him both submissive and gay leaning. Two o

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by.

The rain of blood that she created was now falling in the sky like bullets of the sniper. Sharp and deathly. The bullets of the blood might not kill the dragon but surely injure the dragon slayers. Naomi also seemed to know what she should do once the blood made contact with the dragons and the owner. “KWARGH!” “KAGH!” “PBAKH!” All sorts of yells echoed throughout the area where the dragons were. “Burn… burning. Something it’s burning.” One of the dragon slayers coughed loudly. ROOARRRRRRRRR!!!

The crowd roared, sensing an epic showdown. Valoric observed, intrigued by the pack's synergy. "They're stronger than expected," he muttered. Viktor growled, "We'll crush them." Sabine smirked, "Easy prey." But Lukarian's pack held surprises. Ryker unleashed Dark Fae magic, Phoenix exploited vampire weaknesses. Blaze, Storm, and Rain executed flawless teamwork. Valoric's eyes narrowed. "Not tonight, Quad Kings. Tonight, we feast." With a wave of his hand, the vampires launched a fierce assault. The pack stood firm, determination burning within. The battle for gaming supremacy had begun, and only time would tell who'd reign supreme.

They were tossed around like dolls. At the same time ze had struck him, Lucifer grabbed the SMG out of his hands, spun it around in hir grip, then sprayed bullets casually into the slavers. Their own bullets tore through their armor, and shredded their bodies underneath. While Lucifer handily tore apart one group of slavers, Kali jumped out from the smoke with her hammer held high. She charged the next closest group of slavers, then slammed one with a devastating downward swing.

Brief, steam-like hisses accompany the repeated sound of nail guns punching, as the inverted collar spikes sink into human necks, drawing blood and forcing the new slaves to start pushing the huge money bags along. “Sub-level 5: Child-killers, mass murderers and random shooters. Those who bullied the weak. Also the slothful and the morose. If you look to your right, you might catch glimpse of the abominable River Styx.” I smell something like sewer gas and before anyone can scream “God have mercy,” a tidal wave of some nasty liquid has engulfed the elevator. I savor a few precious seconds of peace thinking how like a blessing it would be to finally die in the intangible hands of the element

Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other. As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both

These were an original invention of the brown Slayers of the south and were designed for climbing trees, but they were sometimes borrowed by the other clans for scaling castle walls. There were also several throwing knives, a pair of sharpened sai knives with their prongs curving fire-like, and a kusari-gama, which was a sickle at the end of a long chain. Vulcanus Slayers were renowned for their skill in wielding the kurasi-gama, which looked stunning when lit with their trademark flames. A curious thing was a pair of gloves with flint and steel attached to the palm of either, but then she recalled what Temujin said about red Slayers needing at least a spark within a hundred yards of them to