Grumpy Gaming Novels & Stories

he said while moving towards me, I could sense it without looking at me, I bet his smirking as well, obviously enjoying himself. I turned to face him, Mr grumpy strikes again, looking at him I knew he is enjoying my temporary torture, he had a teasing smirk on his face. "Mr grumpy I would pay you back your money, just give me a little time" I said not trying to sho my weakness, he can't get what he is looking for " Mr grumpy?, Why would you call me that?, He said in disbelief. Ha, I got him, I finally made Mr grumpy angry, that's just a taste of his own game.

Grey said. The others then followed right after Grey since they knew he might blow off his anger at them. “We are literally not doing anything that is related to you guys. You shouldn’t be at the very least be wandering here to where my friends and I are happily spending our morning.” James sarcastically said while his friends were laughing with him.

I hissed bitterly as I stood. Impressively, i was seven days clean now without any contact with my therapist still -and with several web pages asides from wattpad, opened to EITHER -how would you you're gay? -how to find out your sexuality? -am i lgbtq? OR -nursing homes in miami for aged women? ~ Too mean? Don't blame for the last one, my grandmother succeeded at being a complete pain in my ass. But as I sulked into my thoughts, my snooze alarm immediately rang, jolting away nearly all the sleep that clung to my eyes.

’ Eric and Genevieve thought to themselves but didn’t dare say anything out loud as they noticed that Marcus’ mood had significantly improved as he had started to skip round his grandfather “But without any active abilities no academy will accept him.” Eric said with a sight tactfully choosing his words so as not to ruin the mood “Nonsense, with me around who needs a filthy academy let by a bunch of untalented Hunters.” Sword-saint Predator harrumphed and Marcus only grew more excited and both Eric and Genevieve could only shake their head as a smile wormed its way into their formerly gloomy faces.

Book 1: Their Kinky games *Amber* "Well darling, tell me, is there anyone special in your life right now ?". Matt looked up at her as she was pacing his living-room. Amber had never really been good at sitting still for long, she always needed to move... to do things. She snorted at him with disdain, rolling her green eyes. "Really Matt ? You know there isn't, has there ever been anyone special in my life ?" "Maybe it's time then, to settle down, to become conventional and all that. But okay let me rephrase it then, are you fucking anyone regularly at the moment then ?" He said grinning.

“Kaaakh…ahk??” A sudden suffocating pain washed over his throat. His whole body trembled and his lower part screamed! After a while, the tearing pain overwhelmed every part of himself. His insides churned as the itchiness inside intensified, it’s as if his guts are being rotated over and over again. Just the fact that he don’t even know what’s happening to him made him felt frustrated. ‘Soul’s Pact..’ Just recalling his skill interface frustrated him even more. F*ck it really hurts like a b*tch!

3 YEARS AGO Adriano ( PoV ) NIGHT OF MARDI GRAS 20:00PM There I was in that stupid club minding my own buisness, when some drunk chick spills her drink all over me. "You?," drunk girl mumbles, looking into my pissed off eyes. "You!" I say back trying to mask my shock with anger. "Obviously you have a problem with walking straight" I say mockingly "Didn't anybody teach you to stay out of the f**king way!!" I continue, pulling her closer to glare at her. Fuck her skin is soft. I watch as her eyes start to tear up and suddenly I have this weird urge to comfort her...like what the f**k!

"You mean the bed activity.” “Ah-huh. Yup.” “But Grump-" "No need to be embarrassed." He walked away chuckling loudly. "But we really didn't do anything," whispers Austin, trying to keep his innocent. Grump was whistling as he continued walking on forward. If only I kept going, I would have had her. Then my insides wouldn’t be this frustrated. Then he thought of something. Grump was known to be a playboy in his younger days. He would know how to woe a woman’s worry. He could ask him for advice.

even was. It told me: [Conditions unmet. Mission will initiate upon sufficient capability and target reacquisition. Program will remain active until completion.] Because it had no emotions, it gave me books—endless books—to study. I crouched in front of her, the hatred in my eyes no longer hidden. "I wanted you dead. How could I ever fall in love with you?" With that, I got on my bike and sped off. The private investigator, Callum Vance, whom I hired also sent me good news.

With that, he motioned for a few of my strong, young cousins to come forward and forcibly drag me away. "You wouldn't dare!" Coach Platt and my teammates immediately surrounded me, shielding me completely behind them as they faced off against my relatives. The reporters at the scene were practically buzzing with excitement, their eyes gleaming as they frantically clicked their shutters. Push notifications had already started popping up on phones. The hashtag #EsportsProdigyRefusesToSeeDyingMother shot to the top of the trending list at breakneck speed. At this, Gary immediately turned to one of the live streaming cameras and tearfully launched into a litany of accusations against me. He pain