Kangel Needy Streamer Novels & Stories

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

After accidentally discovering that my boss owes loan sharks 50 million dollars, I start scrambling for a way out of my contract with the company. Just as I'm wondering what to do, a string of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "Poor Lindsay. That idiot boss of hers plans to use the company's livestream to launder money and pay off his debt." "The moment she goes live, the entire sum becomes her personal liability!" I'm the company's cash cow, trapped in an ironclad contract, yet I don't have a shred of evidence to take to the police. Just then, Tasha Moore, one of the company's rookie streamers, walks over with a sweet smile and hands me a glass of water. "Lindsay, I heard you'

I had died for a year and was pushed to cross the River of Souls 99,999 times, but I could not do so as no one had given me a proper burial. The netherworld forced me to return to the mortal world for 48 hours to find someone to bury me, or my soul would vanish after 48 hours. They even started a livestream to make some income for themselves. On the first day of my return, my ex-girlfriend and the real heir of the family who hated me were about to get married. Netizens predicted that I would be malicious enough to crash the wedding for revenge, but all I did was sit in a small restaurant and order myself a delicious burger. While waiting for my food, the first sentence I said to the cam

"Guys, I'm homeless and penniless... I really don't know what to do..." The live stream chat was flooded with virtual gifts and effects. They were all either cursing me or expressing sympathy for her. Looking at her smug face, I lit a cigarette and logged into my account. My ID was 'Noah', so it was obvious it was me. I immediately requested to join her livestream. Joanna saw my ID and froze for a moment. Then, smugness flickered in her eyes. She thought I had come to beg for forgiveness. After all, the current public opinion pressure was enough to destroy anyone.

Reivaj said nothing either, merely saying goodbye, and left the live stream. Canon Cat had wanted to thank him, but there was no chance to do it anymore. People began to comment on the live stream. “That’s f*cking god-tier right there. He doesn’t show anything, but it shocks the world and upturns the Internet once he does it. He leaves but quietly, name and merit hidden. A truly divine warrior!” “F*ck, he’s rich! New horizons have been introduced to me tonight. If I get to know this divine bro, I don’t mind working for you, bro!”

Owen gripped my waist hard, as if punishing me for my earlier slip of the tongue, and thrust into me fiercely. The ache of being completely filled forced a scream from my lips, and my toes curled from the intense stimulation. After finishing inside me, he pulled out as usual and went straight to the bathroom, leaving me alone to clean up. I got up and put on my robe, and only then did I notice the active group call on his phone screen. That was when the truth hit me—he had been livestreaming every intimate moment we shared to his group of friends for the past five years. In the group chat, they openly discussed my moans and my body, ridiculing me as a slut and a shameless she-wolf.

She wanted to start her own business, and lately, she'd been seriously considering becoming a YouTuber. She knew that there was a lot of money to be made in streaming, particularly in gaming—provided one was actually good, that is. Skylar wasn't good. She was an exceptional gamer, and her specialty, first-person shooters, seemed to be the biggest draw in the gaming space. She could stream live on either Twitch, Mixer, or whatever, and she could upload daily videos to YouTube. She could really make a name for herself.

It was almost time for him to do something. If he continued to argue, Wesley might try to kick him out of the live stream. When Wesley realized he could not kick Kaze out, then the game would be over. Kaze pulled up the gift menu and sent Cyan a hundred Supercars. The futuristic effect flooded the screen for a long time. The gift notification flooded the chat. The platform even made an open announcement to inform all the users, which brought even more people into the live stream. The comments went wild. “Live-in Jerk gifted one hundred Supercars?”

Leo gave streamer Hahny Super Rocket x1] [Jacob the Brave gave streamer Hahny Super Rocket x1] … [Mr. Leo gave streamer Hahny Super Rocket x66]

Just then, a flurry of notifications started blaring from the screen. Someone had just sent her ten rockets. That was a donation worth around 100 thousand dollars on the streaming platform. Angela put down her paintbrush and glanced at the account that had sent her the gift. The username was "EternalStarlight". It sounded quite artistic. "Shout out to EternalStarlight. Thank you," Angela said with a soft smile. She had seen other streamers acknowledge big spenders this way.