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Everything had changed, and all he wanted was to finish it all and move on. Emma had returned to the company with her mind spinning from the last conversation with her mother. She had heard the story of the diamond given to her by a high society lady, which now the son was claiming after so many years. "Don't fool yourself, Emma, you know she's trying to use you as a pawn in her game," she thought and nodded, acknowledging that it was true. Elaine had given her a few days to think about it. But was there really anything to think about? What if the police were there waiting to catch her when she handed it over? She would be crazy to help her. The last thing Emma wanted was trouble.

The two of them headed to the house's gaming room. Inside, there were top-of-the-line gaming computers. Grace and Caleb started playing a tower defense game. The game was called "Legends of Triumph" and had nearly 800 million registered users worldwide. After playing only two rounds, they were thoroughly defeated by the opposing team. Grace, feeling defeated, slumped in her gaming chair. "Caleb, we're terrible. We need some help." "Okay, I'll arrange for some assistance right away."

"More like everything. I've sent you the information." "Oh great. Thank you. I owe you one." "No problem. See you later." "Of course." I cut the call and immediately went through the information he had indeed sent already. It was spectacular. Everything I needed in one great detail, and I sure as hell knew I was onto something when I saw that just one person from the three people I had seen that night at the facility was alive. The guy in black. Or Blade, as that was the name he was known by in the underground world.

"Then, why do you resist looking at me?" Elvin didn't say anything. The darkness and her sultry voice were doing things to him that he found himself hard beneath the sheet. "Let's play a game," Eve said. Elvin didn't say a thing. "I'm going to send my hands between your legs," Eve said, "and if I find you hard, you're going to ride me." Nice one. On a normal day, before she traces her fingers down to his thigh, he would already be hard. But this game, he had very well lost it, and this beautiful night, he saw himself riding her.

I muttered, furious at him. “You are confused between liberation or vengeance and I will use it against him. You and your redemption can go to hell now, Roy Layne.” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Who can go to hell?” Eri giggled, peaking into the room. “Just someone bad, Eri.” “You are so strong, you can deal with any bad guy, Nut!” She beamed, encouraging me. I would never want her to see me with the look of a murderer. Before going to work I need to meet someone to play my part in that game, finally making a move.

Leah did not. The only fortunate thing was that their engagement had been out of love. The happiness they had once shared was just as deep as the sorrow that followed when it ended. He couldn't forget the scene of his parents’ tragic death, and revenge became the only thing driving him forward. When Leah was willing to offer him a fresh start, with ten million to begin again, he didn't hesitate. It was what the Chandlers had owed him. Wynona had always been a tool, something Zach used to cover his love for Leah, to maintain a fragile illusion of balance.

A vast, infinite inventory grid. Each square held an item. Gleaming weapons I didn’t recognize but whose weight I could almost feel. Vials of iridescent liquid. Orbs of contained lightning. Artifacts humming with dormant power. All arranged with a militant, perfect precision. My breath caught, strangled in my throat. The vault. The personal dimensional vault only top-tier veterans with obscene amounts of Game credit could unlock. A legend whispered about in the forums. I’d just opened mine. “So that’s how you do it,” the blurry figure in my dream had said, her voice an echo of my own.

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

The door slid closed, and seconds later Alyx was being lowered into her latest choice of mech-a grey Valkyrie, loaded down with twin railguns and her signature howitzer. My turn. I marched over to my new command capsule. It looked no different than the one I'd lost in Vietnam, save for the lack of electrical scorch marks on the metal floor. "Don't do anything that requires duct tape again, okay?" Lucas laughed. I turned, halfway into my capsule, and smirked. "No promises."

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge