No Game No Life Light.novel English Mga Nobela at Kwento

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

JACOB “G-Guys… Bright Light… is online.” I GOT UP from Red’s chair in alarm and rushed to Team MM’s space. “WHAT?!” The Club President just said that Bright Light is Luciano’s gamer name! How could he be online when he’s lying dead in our clubroom’s doorway with Chief Velasquez? The gamer with a red forehead band pointed at his monitor with shaking hands. “He’s online!” “That can’t be! He’s dead!” I exclaimed but when my gaze landed on where he was pointing at, I found Bright Light on the list of online players.

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Simultaneously, Mizu and her opponent walks in the center of the stage with a distance of 2 meters away from each other and are in high guard, soon the host announced, " Between player 11659 and player 11996, the game of life and death now begins!" Just the second after the host declared, the girl immediately vanished and like a gust of wind that passed Mizu, she didn't notice her coming, just when she felt a blade grazes her face and followed by a sting. Blood instantly flew on the new wound. Mizu wipes it and turned back, facing her opponent who was already linking the blade with her own blood. Mizu caught off guard from her inhuman speed.

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

So, To anyone confused or who doesn't know whats going on, Goodnovel is having issues with FB and Googleplay and as a result, authors are having to modify their work its not pulled from the app. The title has been changed and the words have been ce*cord. It was either this or lose my book. Im sorry with * in the middle of words annoys you, but it's literally out of my control. I hope you can all understand x enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter One

Mine were steady and deliberate. "You’re afraid of losing?" Jonathan suddenly asked. "I can’t afford to lose." I placed my next piece. Jonathan let out a quiet chuckle. "Life is a losing game. No matter how hard you struggle, you end up losing anyway." I didn’t argue. By the time dawn approached, the final game ended. A draw. I started to gather the pieces, ready to return to my room. Suddenly, Jonathan’s hand pressed down on the board. He lifted his head, his deep eyes locking onto mine.

“ But it is off game? “ Lindy cared so much about the game. “ I can give you everything you could ever want, be it money, property, luxury, you name it. “ “ Off game? “ Lindy asked again. “ Yes, “ Lindy shrugged. She wasn't prepared for any promises outside the game, what was of utmost importance was the one million dollars promised in THE GAME. “ All of this sounds promising, but how am I sure you will give it to me? “ Thane chuckled, feeling insulted, “ Do you even know who I am? I am that rich. Now about what I asked from you…. The next game is oral sex, I suppose you are good at that. “ Lindy gave him a naughty smile, “ I am. “ Thane got possessive, “ Keep it to yourself, I don't want my

Janet was waiting for me outside, her eyes flicking past me toward the room behind me. "Thinking about going in to save her?" I asked. "No. I was just wondering what's going on." "I see." She handed me a file. "Laura jumped into a river trying to get away from some debt collectors and ruined one of her legs. Now she's hiding at an illegal underground club, working as a hostess. "But that bad leg makes her pretty much useless there. All she does is run errands for the other women. She hardly sleeps. They keep her working nonstop.

The text under the image scrolled like captions: ROUND 3: CARNIVAL. AUTHOR STRAIN: MODERATE. PLAYER LOSS: ACCEPTABLE. I snapped the book shut. The image folded in on itself and vanished. “These are… logs,” I said. “Narratives, the way *it* tells them.” “Correction,” SML said, pulling a volume labeled GAME CITY – MINI-GAMES from the shelf and flipping it open. “It’s fanfic. Bad fanfic. Look at this.” We leaned in.