Novella Game Novels & Stories

It made her lonely. “You want to play video games?” “Video games?” “Yeah, I got the new game called Demonyo* where you can choose a mage, a fighter, a deadeye, a rebel, and a wizard as your main character.” “You did? I heard about the game coming out, but I totally forgot about it.” “I just got it this morning, and I haven’t even opened the package yet. You want to play it together?” She asked like a kid wanting to open her Christmas present. Owen could not decline.

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Finally, I give up on my books definitely, going into the gaming room after Natalina had prepared dinner and left with instructions on how to heat up the food she prepared for us and a big smooch on my cheek. I feel like a teen again and I love it. The gaming room is amazing but I am terrible at the kind of games he has stocked his shelves with. After giving up on the third FPS game, I go through the huge collection of games on the shelves next to the door and scrunch my nose because I’m not finding anything. Stupid men with their guns and swords. Seeing a few horror games, I take two of them out to look at them closer, asking me if I should give it a go and sleep even worse.

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.

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“Open it.” Nico reached under the console and withdrew a velvet-lined box. The same one that was on the screen. He set it on the table and flicked the clasp. Inside, a single chess piece lay on its side: a knight, carved from onyx. Beside it was a folded slip of card. He slid the card to Nero. Nero opened it with a thumb, eyes flicking once across the line. “‘Check,’” he read aloud, the word drained of surprise, of anything but cold interest. “Cute,” he added, turning the card around to see if there was anything on the back.

Wearing circular glasses, small hair peeking out from his cheeks sitting right beside him, making the boy nodded his head in response. “Yes, and now senpai just has to mail the further department, so they can update this in-game as valentine's day is just a week apart." Kai turns his gaze back at the screen, opening his mail, attracting the 3 files with it. ‘Hello there, Imaa Yamada Kai, the illustrator of the worldwide famous game Sinner of Pleasure. Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’

Collins asks, after looking through the camper. Jeremy doesn't answer. “I can't scent anyone else, so either you moan like a woman or…” Daniel’s eyes go wide. “Keep him alive. Whatever you do keep him alive!” “She promised no more game,” Collins says, suddenly understanding. “Games?” Nelson asks. “Just so you know, killing yourself is permanent. I know the game,” Daniel tells him as he dials Iris directly. “Hello,” iris answers with her standard smile. “The goddess is playing the game,” Daniel tells her.

It was late when I got home from work. After showering, I sat on the bed, scrolling through my phone, feeling exhausted. Suddenly, a notification popped up, and my heart skipped a beat. "Top Actress Regina Brooks Celebrates Birthday With a Four-Million-Dollar Diamond Necklace Gifted by a Mysterious Tycoon."

I couldn’t make out the building’s details or the faces of the people around me, just vague human shapes. Somewhere nearby, a timid girl started crying. “W-Where are we? I want to go home.” A guy with yellow-dyed hair shouted impatiently, “What the hell is this? Let me out!” Then a man and a woman stepped forward, looking calmer than the rest. They introduced themselves as veteran players—Elaine and Jethro—and kindly explained what was going on. We were inside an infinite horror game. Everyone here was already dead. If we could survive every scenario and collect the legendary 9,999 points, we’d be revived.