Heavens Game Novels & Stories

Just the storm outside and the low growl of a blacked-out SUV idling at the emergency entrance. Rain lashed the windows as we climbed the coast road. The university gates appeared through the downpour—wrought iron twisted into roses and bats, glowing faintly crimson against the black cliffs. Beyond them, BludHeaven rose like a cathedral someone had carved out of midnight: spires, arched windows, stone walls that looked old enough to remember when vampires still ruled the night unchallenged. The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “Welcome to BludHeaven, Nico Black. Try not to die on the first night. The queens hate when their new toys break too soon.”

Each scream. He hadn't built the game. He'd been trapped inside it. For years. Decades. Centuries. He'd survived two hundred forty-seven worlds—more than twenty times their own count, more than most players could imagine—and then, when the exit finally opened, when freedom was a single step away, he'd stayed. By becoming its god.

"Mr. Hayes has approved an additional structural expansion budget for Cole PR. The funds have already been cleared. Furthermore, he expects you to attend the annual Horizon Gala next weekend alone. He will join you digitally via a pre-recorded statement for the investors, but your presence is required to maintain the narrative of your active involvement in his philanthropic sectors." ​Vennessa looked down at the documents. More money. More contracts. More gilded cages. He was trying to buy his way out of the vulnerability he had shown her. He was trying to push her back into her box as a paid asset. ​"Tell him I received the terms," Vennessa said softly, her fingers tightening around the edg

The peace of their spring semester had been shattered, but as they turned toward the dark, forgotten descent leading into the deep earth, she knew they were ready. The past had left one final venomous strike, but together, the High Alpha and the Sovereign were going down into the dark to extinguish it forever.

I was going to intercept his shipments, turn his allies against him, and meet him on the battlefield of the underworld—and he wouldn't even know it was me until I was holding the knife to his throat. "Let the game begin, Kai," I whispered into the dark.

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.

Jesika continued. "Brains and muscles work together to save humanity. How good are your chances?" asked Daniel who was sitting next to Criss. "What does it mean to have everything?" asked Jesika. "Nothing. But for example there is a medicine we have to find." Daniel replied. "Those bastards we're after, treat life and death. It's like a game. A bunch of bastards, I just realized that for the first time not talking about bad news," Criss explained. "Shut up Criss, hey this is the future." said Budi.

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.

He loved games and everything else wasn’t necessary for him. After years of parting from the game world he made a nice come back in the industry and conquered the world of players again. The years didn’t stained his skills and he was still very good. True, the chair at the top was nice and comfy however, for him it wasn’t enough. The thrill had fade and everything fell apart. He wasn’t satisfied. Not until then he came across the game ‘Arc of SHION’ … In the vast forest of Lunu, prospers a thick bamboo forest. The spring had come and the leaves were lush green. Many birds sang in the wind as the bamboos gently shook in the air leaving a trail of falling leaves in the air.

STEELE & CHRISTINE Travis Steele, resident tech geek of the Heaven Hill MC rolled his head on his shoulders, hoping to loosen the tension he felt in his neck. People were driving him insane. Two days before Christmas and all of the guys were trying to surprise their wives, which meant he was keeping tabs on people more than usual. When really the only person he wanted to be keeping tabs on was his own wife. He looked down at his cell phone, sitting beside his mouse and saw he had a message from her.