My Pick Up Artist System Novels & Stories

"How do you know that?" "Market gossip. Two days ago. The caravaneer with the red wheel spokes was complaining about the clan's luggage requirements to the grain merchant." She closes the window without comment. I finish my noodles. The System activates the moment I set down my chopsticks, with the timing of something that has been waiting specifically for my hands to be free. --- ✦ PRIMARY MISSION — ACTIVATED ✦ "The Correction"

Winner takes the pot and bragging rights forever. The line starts at the jukebox and snakes out the back door into the parking lot. Farmers in Carhartt, truckers in mesh caps, the married mechanic still wearing his wedding ring, even Big Lisa the bartender who swears she’s gold-star lesbian but brought her thickest black strap-on “just in case.” I prop my phone on a stack of coasters, hit GO LIVE on the Riverbend Buy-N-Sell F******k group, and blow the camera a kiss.

Twenty-one years prior, The System ripped me into this life with a brutal mandate: make one of four made men fall irrevocably in love with me, and I'd earn my way back to my real life with a healthy body. I failed. Every single one of them chose Rosa. The system's final mercy: die here, go home. I stood in a rotting Brooklyn dock warehouse, gun in hand, and closed my eyes. Right as darkness closed in, a raw, raging scream of my name tore through the silence, like the man shouting would burn the whole world apart to reach me. ... The Brooklyn dock warehouse was a tomb. This is where I check out. My exit ticket was tucked behind a loose brick.

"The Algorithm is a tool. We built the logic parameters." "You built the toy, and now the toy is playing with you," Aris stood up, his legs shaking. He grabbed Pim’s arm, his grip surprisingly strong for a man so emaciated. "Look at the terminal. Look at the real-time processing speeds. Your mother isn't the one running the city anymore. She’s just the face on the billboard. The system is already making the decisions. It triggered the 'Secondary User' alert because it wanted you to find me. It needed a catalyst."

Bugh! The thug with sunglasses immediately covered his nose. Blood began to flow from his nose as he took a few steps back. The three thugs felt an overwhelming aura coming from Daffa. They even took a few steps back as Daffa approached them. "Be careful, just you wait!" the thug in the denim jacket shouted loudly, then ran away, leaving Daffa behind. The system screen appeared and displayed a notification that the mission had been completed. [ Mission ] Taking down the thugs: Completed

Noise filled my ears as the people all around tried to comfort the grown man who was crying like a child. I took in my final breath when a sudden crackling sound filled my ears. A second later, a familiar voice echoed in my mind. "Ding! An empty promise has been detected. Fair Balance System activated. Calculating… The transfer of years of life is complete. Since the debtor has not repaid the debt in full, forced repayment measures have been initiated." At some point, the excruciating pain disappeared, leaving behind a bone-gnawing itch all over my body. After enduring it with great difficulty, I opened my eyes.

The reason the system asked me to smash the police car was so that I would have an alibi. Even though it asked me to self-sabotage, it wasn't trying to harm me. Since I had figured that out, I raised my hand and slapped Maxey in the face with all my strength! "You fake scum!" I repeated the line the system told me to say. "Who do you think you are to meddle in other people's family affairs? Why don't you mind your own business and stop staring at someone else’s wife! You know I can’t produce the documents, so you intentionally try to stir crap. I think the one who took the documents must be you!"

She argued on my behalf publicly, but behind the scenes, she bribed my maidservant to step forward and claim I had been sneaking off to the Velvet Rose. The Velvet Rose was a brothel where male courtesans serviced wealthy women. No matter how I tried to explain, it was useless. They branded me a whore. My three betrotheds immediately announced they were breaking off our engagements, turning me into the laughingstock of the entire city. Then, they threw me into the filthiest beggar's den outside town as punishment. I endured violation after violation from those filthy beggars until I finally died. After my death, my soul drifted back home and I learned the truth. Jennifer was a transmigrator

This insecurity made Ves question if the System was using him rather than the other way around. Certainly the System didn't work for free. Some powerful entity had gone through the trouble of designing a reality-bending software working on principles at least a thousand years beyond humanity's grasp, and somehow it ended up in an average person's hands. And it was a question whether the System will stay in that person's grasp for long. For all Ves knew, the System only treated him as a train. Once it reached its destination, it would leave without a word. So Ves felt the need to milk the System while he still could. So despite all his doubts and questions, he still skimmed over the Skill Tre

Travis Maybe this was a bad idea hosting the game while Kaylee and her friends used the pool , I wish I didn't notice that a particular girl barley legal has on a thong bikini I also don't like the way the guys are looking at her ,or how I am looking at her as she laughs with a boy I don't recognise is he her boyfriend?. "I don't remember high school girls looking like that while i was in high school " Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for.