Insanly Talented Player Novels & Stories

Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably. Roy too voluntarily glanced at the said guy. Taylor Shaman. Popularly known as the Pride of Amaryllis Poker Club. The youngest genius player to climb the rank list of world class players with exceptional talents. While there are people who try to humiliate Taylor but the count is more to those who respect him for his truthfulness. "Taylor becomes handsome every time I see him." Monroe sighed dramatically. "Yeah. Even I have to admit. His looks are..." Ken paused before exclaiming. "..good."

He was so arrogant! "Have you ever considered that maybe you overestimate your abilities? I need something stronger than beer to put up with this." I groaned in frustration. A mischievous smile appeared on one side of his mouth. "What are you thinking?" "You said something stronger..." "Stop it. You're really a pervert." "Whiskey... that's an acceptable answer since you want to play the Puritan." "Puritan? Is that what you call women who reject you?" "This game has just begun, and soon it will be you begging me to touch you."

He silently whispered to them. "How ugly." He triumphantly walked up to the launchpad, bumping into whatever and whoever, not necessarily caring. His eyebrow raised upon skimming through the board, smirking as he took notice of the Battle Royale. There were an array of teams joining, all in teams of six; apart from one. A lone player, with stats higher than anyone could imagine, though Uriel reckoned he could beat those 'weak numbers' in a few days. They go by the name of 'Blue', which already had Uriel convinced that that person was a twelve year old.

she laughed and I thought in my mind, ‘No, it’s not fine to trap someone you bimbo. But I didn’t bother replying to her. Another young girl came up to me as she asked for a selfie, I get those requests quite often nowadays so I smiled and took a nice selfie with her. Then the main match bell rang and the game started. Ronan was a beast in the field and of course his supernatural abilities were an added bonus because no other player was able to compete with his strength. But I noted one thing for sure, that he doesn’t win his matches because of his supernatural abilities but he wins them because he is an extremely skilled player.

Andy tapped on the message immediately. 'Haven't played for the past few days, captain, are you okay?' Upon seeing the caring text, Andy's lips curved into a wild smile. The text was sent by a female player with low playing skills on his team. Although the person had a low level of skill, she was always diligent and pestered him to teach her more. Moreover, she's very fun to chat with, caring, and sweet. 'Yes. I'm switching to a new team; don't call me captain anymore.' Andy quickly typed and sent.

"Ah, damn it! It's dirtily fast. Is it lacking luck... I should have hit it earlier." Haneul Jang let out a snort inwardly. That it was a skill difference, not luck. Seeing the opponent batter swinging his bat big as if trying to become a hero through a single home run piece, Haneul Jang bit his lips firmly. Haneul Jang knew this batter through the past life's memory. An ill-fated player who entered the pros after pushing out talented colleagues through his parents' financial power and bribes, but eventually fell to hell through a skill lack and personality controversy. Whoosh! Pop!

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

The girl was none other than I, Rachael Santiago, the daughter of Raphael and Vanessa Santiago. My parents were council members of a secret society of supernaturals, Synx, and the owners of Santiago groups of companies. Supernatural, gifted, or part-human, you name it. In short, humans carry magic in their lineage. We could do stuff other people can only dream of or either pulled in movies. Every member of the special families, or as we called clans, has different and unique gifts of their own. We carried our gift from birth. We could feel it within us. However, due to the incapacity of our human bodies to deal with such extreme powers, we couldn’t control it until we crossed the age of majo

“Yeah, and he doesn’t seem very strong. How can he have so many red tokens?” “You guys obviously didn't pay attention to the talent test in Cirrus City. That fat guy’s last name is Trost. He's an exceptional talent. “The guy in the lead is also an exceptional talent who has reached eight stars at the age of 27, with combat strength at the early stage of nine stars. At his level, it’d be more bizarre if he couldn’t get enough tokens. “I don’t know anything about the girl next to them, but that white tiger is the divine beast of the white tiger royal family, Parkson of the White family! His strength is unfathomable!