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Hi! It's me your author CrazyMe016, Unknown gamer has come to it's end... Of it's book one! Yes! It has part two! But I'm not sure when will I able to write the book two. I'm about to give birth this coming April and will be busy nursing my kids. But I wish when I come back to goodnovel again, you still can support me. Thank you so much for supporting my works especially this story. Thank you, thank you for the bottom of my heart. It was nice to be able to convey which I always just in mind.

The sharp, tangy scent of metal fills my nostrils, sending a shiver of exhilaration down my spine. My body moves on autopilot, years of street fights and mob wars kicking in as I dodge and weave, my gun barking with deadly precision. One by one, the suits fall, their bodies hitting the ground with dull thuds. But my victory is short-lived as more goons pour through the door like rats from a sinking ship.

"Everyone wants me dead." General Nikolas had heard of the news, he took it as his opportunity to question them again. His deadline was drawing near, if he doesn't bring a mafia soon, he'll be demoted. "General Nikolas is here." A guard informed. Nikolas walked in, he looked at the number of dead bodies on the floor and was stunned. He is surprised to see them all alive but then again, this house belongs to a mafia, although he doesn't have any evidence to prove this.

It seemed that it didn't matter how far you went or how advanced a culture was, one of those bars were always to be found. He walked up to a regular Naval Tavern and walked through the door. The main chamber was larger than it seemed from the outside. There was a surprising amount of wood and ironwork in the chamber. One could almost compare it with old-style taverns seen in those fantasy vids from back in his childhood. The walls were decorated with depictions of glorious battles and strange war machines. Some seemed like infantry storming alongside ridiculously large tanks while others were about giant combat robots duking it out. Regarding of how they looked, every image tried to be more

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But he had a heart of gold, he was probably the only boy I would let near my sister, ever. And that was saying a lot. “How is he?” I mused absentmindedly picking at my wilted chicken sandwich. “He’s great, he’s right here actually let me call him over,” before I could tell her not to worry because I didn’t want to disturb him. Another thing about Hiro was he was always working, always. He had a dream of starting his own game development company, and I knew he would make it one day. There was shuffling on the other side of the phone, “HIRO!”

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

Leah put her back into preparing, so her attention was entirely on them when the kids got home. There was no maid in the house: no gardener or housekeeper, just a lonely housewife. There was just Leah. There was once, but Paul thought Leah better did the house choirs. "Honey, I know you can do it all. Besides, you'd be bored stupid in a house all by yourself, so make yourself handy. Won't you?" Leah could hear her husband say. She gritted her teeth as she recalled. Paul is the Managing Editor at Spice Publish House. Everyone knows it's the most important book and magazine publishing company that caters to male audiences. Any and every boyish to male fantasy the reader can think of, they have

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