I Just Want To Game In Peace Chapter 130 Novels & Stories

To trade my own ending for their freedom. Having spoken, I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the darkness to claim me. But the expected pain and oblivion never came. Instead, a burst of radiant, golden light erupted at my feet. It swept across the rooftop, then cascaded through the entire hospital! The light was profoundly warm, never blinding, carrying a sense of divine compassion. The system's voice, now stripped of its coldness, resonated in every ear. [Congratulations, Player Cassidy. Your choice has triggered this instance's one and only hidden ending—Divine Redemption.

Or that he did. ☠️ End of Chapter 37

" As he spoke, he stepped forward and seized my hand, intent on dragging me away by force. But the next second, the warriors—already on the verge of losing control—suddenly erupted completely. A devastating shockwave that was visible to the naked eye burst forth, and a massive boulder was jarred loose from above. Chad and Maddox lunged almost at the same time toward Yelena, who was standing exposed in the clearing. Chad, acting on instinct, shoved me aside just to clear a path for his charge toward Yelena. That shove sent me reeling, unable to steady myself. I toppled, and the back of my head slammed hard against a rolling stone. Pain exploded through me, then everything went black.

“You never wanted to play the game. You just wanted peace.” Her smile widened, all teeth and malice. “Peace is boring. Didn’t you know that?” I shook my head, trembling so hard my teeth chattered. “Please… please just stop,” I whispered. “You don’t have to do this. This will only end worse for you.” I didn’t even care if I sounded weak anymore. I was weak and vulnerable. I wasn’t trying to be strong. I didn’t have it in me. I was not trying to prove a point or anything.

"I've had enough of constantly fighting and protecting. I want peace, and right now, she was in my way of that. It's also pretty much obvious that she'd be back." My body fell with a thud, and darkness appeared, probably to send me to hell. They WON!

At last, my fingers flew across the screen, sending a message into the night. Staring at the white walls above me, a sudden flash of clarity swept through my mind. It was as if a weight had lifted. Born into a family like mine, with a father like him, I had always tried to save as many people as I could. What more could I expect in return? Maybe I was simply born to pay back the Chandlers.

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

"Not always. Let's say that you're just unlucky. So are we good now? Or you wish to continue this zipping and padlock game?" "No, no! We're good." he hastily said. "Good then. By the way, welcome to Psycho squad. If you work hard enough, you can be our main jungler someday and no, unless we don't want you anymore. You aren't allowed to leave." He nodded and she patted his shoulder. "I'll talk to my friends. You'll get to play with us tomorrow in MCL. One of them will go solo." "Okay." he nodded. "Will you please have some spine? You don't know how to complain? You are a fox shifter. Have some spine. Even Elena, a rabbit shifter, has so much spine in arguments. Why are you so timid?"

"The enemy of my enemy is still dangerous. But so are you. Don't forget that." I stare at the screen. Then I delete it. Roll over. Wrap my arms around Celeste. And sleep. End of Chapter 127

"They believed we were the wrong versions." Fear spread through every corner of the chamber. Aria felt it. Tasted it. Reality wasn't merely collapsing. Timelines were colliding. The child stirred violently. Images flooded her mind. A battlefield. Fire. Blood. Death. Then another vision. Peace. A small cottage. Laughter. A child running through sunlight. A life she had never lived. Yet somehow remembered. Aria staggered. The King caught her instantly. Strong arms. Strong presence. Strong enough to hold her together.