No Game No Life Light Novels & Stories

We were falling through a tunnel of dark matter. As the darkness consumes the vault, Lyra hears a final, mechanical chime. A screen flickers to life in the void, displaying a world she doesn't recognize a lush, green planet with two moons. A text prompt appears in her mind: "New Game Initialized. Players: 4. Objective: Survival. Warning: The Broker is still among you."

I clicked on my lighter, but nothing happened. “Here,” and a flame appeared from my right. I leaned in, pulling on my cigarette to get it going. I looked further up the arm, and there stood a young man, probably a little older than me but not a lot. He had a buzzcut, something that looked like he did it himself, with impeccable green eyes. “Don’t mind Ed,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips. “He was born that way, and we can’t seem to change it.” His accent was so thick, I had to concentrate a little to understand what he said. “I’m Liam,” he ended, holding out his hand.

They really did look like they belonged together. A sharp pain twisted through my stomach, the familiar ache that reminded me of all the years I had burned my health away for Joe. Quietly, I stood and slipped out, pushing open the grand doors of the hall. As I walked home, the night wind brushed against my cheeks. Still, no tears fell. It was over. Everything was over. I was leaving. Back at home, I did not turn on the lights. Outside, neon signs flickered, casting their glow across the walls lined with books and trophies. All of it belonged to Joe. His brilliance had nothing to do with me.

"Back then, you said I was too extreme in the act and that no one in real life would be that stupid. But I get it now. She wasn't stupid. It was just that the fire was all she had left." Blake's breathing grew heavier on the other end of the line. "What are you trying to say?" "I'm saying…" I finished the last bite of cake. "For the next ten days, I'm going to live my own life. Don't look for me, and don't bother me. Don't use my family to threaten me. If I'm still alive in ten days…" I laughed. "We can go back to playing your game." … I checked into the most expensive presidential suite in the city, swiping the supplementary card Blake had given me.

“Is this another game to stay amused?” “One,’ Christophe itemized, “this isn’t a game for me. And two, I’m more into shock treatment than therapy. I lack the necessary patience. When I want something, I want it yesterday.” Frustration went like electricity through her. Lara needed to fight back but was now too afraid that in anger she might be guilty of revealing too much. Disturbingly, he smiled, his cool composure untouched. “You should go and lie down for a while. I’ll wake you up before we land on Grand Turk.”

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

Nico cut in, “you’ll be amazed at how cool that watch I gave you is.” Mateo stomped like a petulant child, stepping away from the watch he attached to the trailer. The glowing green numbers moved counterclockwise until twelve and six switched places, four neon green dots shoot from it. A laser-like light crawled from the dots, creating a rectangular pattern. “Aim for the heads,” Nico reminded us, pulling our gaze from eyeing the green light, which quickly turned glowing red, burning the metal. “Fucking shit!” Mateo groaned in disbelief, “and I’m wearing that thing twenty-four-seven!?”

LUNA'S POV He wanted to know if I wanted more. Did I want more? Of course, I wanted more! I opened my mouth to talk but no sound came out. The orgasm I felt was like no other. This wasn't my first time having orgasms but nothing prepared me for the one that assaulted my nerves. My body was still tingling but I wanted to continue. I doubt I would see Asher after this night which was a good thing because I didn't want to be caught up with a man like h-

"Elson, I'm begging you. Your parents are barely holding on!" "Ridiculous. They're having you come up with lies again just so they can get me to go back." Only then did Elson turn around, his eyes full of contempt. "This trick again. You claimed you vomited blood from severe morning sickness last time. It was Dad's critical illness the time before that. What next? Are you going to say they've died next time?" Ever since Elson started living at the Church of Light, his parents had tried everything to get him to come home.

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.