Gaming God Novels & Stories

Although not how I intended, the game just began. I pulled two bottles of beer from the fridge and handed them both to Alpha Drake. He asked why two and I told him he would just need another soon. He chuckled again. The sound of his laughter made something stir in the pit of my stomach and as much as I hate to admit it I could feel moisture pooling between my thighs. I had to shut that down immediately. I can’t hurt him if he is in control. My brother called me through our mind link, all wolves have the ability to mind link with their pack. Bo was cancelling. He simply stated something had come up. Oh boy I was in trouble now, or maybe Drake was. I asked if he felt about chilling at the pool

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

Slowly, I begin to smile. “Whose hubris makes her overstep her power. This Game –“ “Is my Game now,” I hiss, whipping my hand in front of his face and snatching it into a fist like I’m grasping a fly out of the air. “Mine. You have run it into the ground, and now it is mine. I claim it. I make the rules – me and me alone.” “I am done with you,” the God growls, stepping towards me, leering over me, his dark power beginning to seep from his body, to pool around him. “Damn the consequences – damn what that Goddess makes me pay –“

he gasped. Quickly, he turned to look up at the main board. His jaw dropped. DR. – EXP CALCULATING… 1,000,000,000… The numbers kept climbing—faster than any system had ever processed before. Even more bizarre, the scoreboard had placed a hold on Adrian’s username. A voice whispered behind him: “…No way. Gold means… a god-level player.” An older man clutched his chest, barely able to breathe. This… this had never happened before. Not in Vereluxe. Not in the system’s entire history. A man suddenly climbing record that took most legend decades to pull off.

It's better to play games well. Seeing her fifth brother's face depressed, Kristen Oliver chuckled and said, 'Fifth brother, you know that when it comes to games in our line, eight out of ten people mention you. You are a legend in the game industry.' Aldrich Oliver said, 'of course, I'm a god in this business.' When the conversation turned, he sighed again. 'But in this business, it's not enough to make money.' Little sister, this announcement is millions and tens of millions. What about him? It's only a few hundred thousand to play a game.

I asked Gabriel as we lifted into the air and soared towards The Clearing. The Clearing is what we call The Garden of Eden. Only Divinity can access it. Though, mortals from other god sects have wandered in by accident. It has a security system that detects mortals and brings them back to where they entered and seals itself off to them from then on. It’s kind of like a living version of AI. “Gabriel, Emerial, Lucifer.” God said as we landed in The Clearing. “Elijah.” Lucifer said back. “Back to that again, Luci?” God asked.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

There was a hollow place in the prospector's belly, but he forced himself to ignore it. "I was sent by God, to assist with your mission, and to smite the Thraki down". "Define 'smite'". "To kill them". "Good. Who or what is God?" Jyro glanced around and took the plunge. "God is my description for that which created you". The Hoon compared the claim to data on hand. "There is no evidence to support what you say". Jyro felt a sudden surge of confidence. "And there is none to contradict what I say, either".