Level Up Novels & Stories

This time I would finish him. "Shaurya Agnihotri starts counting your days in reverse manner. I am coming." The room heard my growling and frustration with my utmost hateful statement.

[Ding! Master, you just rescued a beautiful girl, increasing your attractiveness value by 2 points! Experience value increased by 5000 points!] As the subway train just departed, the rich son-in-law system transmitted a reminder sound. [Ding! Congratulations, Master! The rich son-in-law system has been upgraded to level 2, and you have also received a lucky red envelope!] [Master, would you like to open the lucky red envelope immediately?] "Yes!" [Ding! Congratulations, Master! You have gained twenty million dollars!]

The rich aroma drifted through the air, making everyone's stomach rumble with anticipation. Ding! {Congratulations, Host. The Super Lord Function has been unlocked.} {Loading Prosperity Attributes...} {10% increase in resident loyalty unlocked.} {10% increase in base production unlocked.} Nice. A warm smile appeared on Ivy's face as she quietly reviewed the information displayed on the system screen. Ding! {Current Prosperity Level: 60%.} {Current Title: Rural Village.} {Reaching the next prosperity level will grant a special gift package.}

Ara POV: "Do you accept your first mission?" "Absolutely not," Ara said out loud, to empty the air, in an empty lot, like a completely sane person. "No. Who even are you? Get out of my head." The voice said nothing for a moment. Then it said, pleasantly and mechanically and with absolutely no regard for her distress: "Designation: LUS. Level-Up System. You have been selected as Player 001." "I don't want to be selected," she snapped. "I didn't apply for anything. I have a plan. My plan involves leaving this city and not dying in a river this time, so if you could just—"

He walked to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass of whiskey. Without looking at me, he said, "Her name is Lisa Esposito. A 19-year-old ballet major. Serena, she's different from you. She lives in a clean world. She's been loved properly, and the love she gives me is pure." He paused for a moment, his voice dropping an octave. "Unlike you. You've been different for a long time now." My throat tightened at his words. He'd molded me into a rose with thorns. Now that he had become the Don, he complained that I had changed?

Hi my name is Jeffery. Up until last week I thought I was a real man. I'm Your average tough guy. I Stand 6'3 and weigh about 230. I Bench press 300pds. And have a weight lifters body. I was visiting my sister in San Fran last week and she had to work the night shift so i decided to take in the night life. I found a club on a back street and stepped in for a few beers. After my 4th beer something happened that changed my life forever.

VIP PACKAGE Everything included, plus priority and personalized service — $200 monthly. Arthur leaned back in his chair. “I'd recommend either the Executive or VIP package for you.” “Why?” “Because you need consistency, proper nutrition, and someone keeping an eye on your progress.” He smiled confidently. “Give me one month, Matilda. You won't recognize yourself in the mirror.” I stared at the prices. Then I looked at him. “I'll take the VIP package.” His eyebrows shot up. “That was quick.”

My name is Lila. I’m twenty-four. Marcus works the night gate. Thirty-eight. He has raised the barrier for me for months and never let it become more than a nod. Tonight I was the last one out. The ramp was empty. The lights on the upper levels were already off. He should have waved me through and locked the gate behind me. “Gate closes in five,” he said from the booth window. His voice was low. “Go. I’ll lock.”

Sarah was busy scanning the room for celebrities, completely unaware that the man on stage had spent weeks sleeping on a bamboo mat in my house. ​"Tonight is about the future," Luke began. His voice was steady, the perfect pitch of a man who had never lost a day of his life. ​But as he spoke about "market stability" and "global expansion," his eyes weren't on the teleprompter. They were fixed on a specific point in the back of the room. On me.

I will never treat her that way, and I hope she can feel that now as I kiss her soft mound one more time and then rise to look into her eyes. Her breathing is beginning to even out. I will let her regain her composure a bit, and then, I will take her to the next level of passion, one she has yet to experience. The smile on her lips lets me know she approves of my methods. I am looking forward to joining her in her next bout of rapture, just as soon as my beautiful princess has caught her breath.