Grumpy Gaming Novels & Stories

"once in a while I usually come to Los Angeles to see my dad, my mom and dad got divorced; so anytime I visit; the house is always boring. I met your granny the other time i visited and he made me feel comfortable and eversince then, we were so close. He gave me a spare key to come whenever I want to. She took a bite on her apple and looked at me. "Are you satisfied now?" She asked as she lean backward on the counter. I cleared my throat a little and stared at her. She finished eating her apple as she questioned. "Who are you to them huh? I tucked my falling hair behind my ear. " Am their grand daughter. "I replied simply without going any further. " oh! Which of them..Kelly? " she asked and

"I'm sorry but I don't. I just overheard your discussion with Grumpy." "Grumpy," I repeated, unsure of what he had said. He gestured to the first man whose face still heard the frown. "He's grumpy." I nodded. That explains his attitude toward everything. He was probably mad that his parents had given him such a bizarre name but then again it might just be his nickname. If I was his friend and I noticed he was forever nursing a grimace on his handsome face then I would definitely change his name from whatever the fuck it could be and start calling him Grumpy.

No way… So Grumpy, whom I thought was my friend… Is he the plague spreader and possibly the silver assistant who kills wolves? "NO! Impossible! Grumpy is not that kind of person," I answer, strongly in denial, and I know not only Nicholas dislikes it, but Jacob too. He now looks alert. "I… I mean, during the time I've been his friend, he's been quite kind." "He's even Betty's best frien,d too, and I know who Grumpy likes." "Then, why don't we try to get closer to this Grumpy, then?" Jacob suggests, and Nicholas immediately glares at him.

“Don’t get used to it.” Max leaned closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied Adrian. “Why don’t you smile more? Are you one of those grumpy old men in disguise?” I burst out laughing, nearly dropping my cone. “He’s got you pegged, Adrian.” Adrian gave Max a deadpan look. “I’m not old.” “Grumpy, though,” Max said, nodding sagely. “Definitely grumpy,” I agreed, grinning at Adrian’s long-suffering sigh.

"It’s two in the afternoon and you haven't complained about Ms. Lesley a single time. You haven't even yawned. Did you get hit by a car on your way here or something?" “If I was hit by a car, wouldn't I be in the hospital?” I scratched the corner of my lip as I laughed awkwardly. "I'm just focusing. I have a lot of backlogs to clear out before the weekend." "Don't give us that," Maya countered, her green eyes narrowing. "You look like a robot. Did something happen with your grumpy roommate? Did he finally tell you to pack your bags?" "No," I said softly, my chest tightening slightly at the mention of him. "The lease is fine. Everything is fine. We just... had a disagreement, I guess. It’s no

“What more do I want, huh?” I smirked. “I want you to get out of my ward right now!” Just then, someone flung the door open. It was David barging in furiously.

"Thank you so much, Rocco. Under all that grump, you're an old softie." With a harsh affection, he swatted her away. "Be careful what you say, and don't be too quick to express gratitude. My son is about as cussed as you can get, and I don't think you'll get along with him." She didn't mind if things weren't easy as long as she had time.

' Jo muttered in his heart. Katy comes over and tries to undress Jordan. But Jordan took a swift response. "What do you want to do?" Jo yelled out loud. His scream startled the girl. "Back off!" said Jordan with an angry face. "Sir, why are you yelling at me?" asked Katy. Jordan took a breath of air irritably. He was in a bad mood again due to Katy's aggressive attitude. But Jordan came back to feel a creeping sensation in his body. Making Jordan like a madman, he immediately took off his shirt and left only his trousers.

There were dark circles underneath my tired green eyes, visible proof of how sleep-deprived I was. With a towel wrapped around my damp red hair, I entered the living room. I was surprised to see Gray on the couch. On the flatscreen was the same violent video game she habitually played. As was customary during her gaming sessions, she had on light-up blue headphones. She was also wearing a white Scopescape hoodie as well as black sweatpants, so none of her tattoos were fully visible at the moment. I caught her eye and she removed her headset. The fact that she was giving me attention meant she wasn't in the middle of a match or whatever. Believe me, if she were, she wouldn't have been able to

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."