No Game No Life Blank Novels & Stories

My eyes filled with tears, my hands clenched into fists. Suddenly, the image of my daughter's gruesome death flooded my entire mind. "But Sam's been sterile for some time now. How are you going to explain the baby in your belly to him?" Pete Griffith hugged Jody Parker, letting out a playful, teasing laugh.

he demanded. Nico paused. “There’s nothing.” Nero blazed. “What? What do you mean nothing, Nico?!” “Nothing,” Nico repeated. “The entire wing was clean. No visual glitches. No figures behind her. It’s as if the footage was wiped—or worse, altered.” A dangerous silence settled over the room, as both men's minds raced. Nero’s jaw ticked. “Then someone’s playing games in my house.” He turned to Olivia, still unconscious on the bed.

"Your sister sent me these. Take a good look." On the screen were photos of Elma in Nico's arms, kissing him. As Tony swiped through, more images appeared—videos, this time. Elma with different men, their intimacy undeniable. Mrs. Gambino opened one. From the speaker came Elma's honeyed voice, "Nico, you promised me—once you get hold of Tony's weapons and destroy his family, you'll marry me publicly." "Of course, my darling," Nico replied. "But will Tony really fall for this?"

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

Our minds would be at ease with you taking stock of our resources! "He's right, Ms. Johnson! We can even form a team later!" In the end, I was the only one who chose the plastic apartment in the desert. The manager, Riley Johnson, sent a string of exclamation marks before asking, "Have you lost your mind, Molly Hampton? The game is named 'War of the Plants'. You're going to burn to a crisp within three days if you stay in a plastic apartment in the middle of the desert with no water or electricity."

Classical music played softly in the background as the voices of other diners gradually faded away, unaware that the place had become completely empty. "Good evening," a deep and somewhat familiar voice said. Emma furrowed her brow and turned her face towards the person who had just spoken, her eyebrows raised in surprise. Immediately, almost clumsily, she stood up and extended her hand to greet him. "Good evening, Mr. Bradford. Have you come for dinner?" she asked, then realized that beyond him, the tables were completely clean and empty. No one else was there, only the two of them and a group of restaurant staff and security personnel. "But... you did...?" Jack smiled at her.

For a brief moment, a flicker of something crossed his eyes, but his face remained as calm and unreadable as ever, showing no signs of desire or need. Raising his glass to mine, he said, "Leah, I'm indebted to you in this life. I'll repay you in the next." I stared at him, not saying a word. "How can you be sure that I'll still love you in the next life?" He forced a smile, awkwardly tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Sorry, I was being greedy," he admitted. I lifted my chin with pride. "A woman as good as me? You don't deserve me."

Blood! “Argh, ENZO!!!” He growled, jaw tight and teeth grinding. Enzo blinked. “What’s wrong?” Montez’s voice was a low, lethal whisper. “Enzo… cancel my black card. Now.” Enzo’s brows shot up, lips twitching as if to stifle a laugh. “You mean… the card she’s been using all day?” Slowly, Montez lifted his head. His glare was sharp enough to flay flesh from bone.

They need to stop creating silly sceneries in their heads. "Is everything a sick game to you?" I fired, noticing the very obvious smirk on his cheeks. He hummed nonchalantly, and I nearly broke into sobs. "You said no one should know we live together. You'll drop me off at a distance. I agreed. I didn't have any complaints, regardless of the inconvenience it'd brought for me. After that's settled, you decide to go out of your way to do something else entirely. Just for a laugh? Is this what it is? What I am? A sick joke? Source of amusement? If it is, I didn't find any of it funny. You don't even have a clue what it cost me. None!"

I chuckled at his words. "Well, it's definitely been a while. Cane." There is always a new mission in every step of a game known as life. One wrong step and you can lose this game. ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback Spread the purple heart.