Playing As Sans Novels & Stories

"... I can explain." "What else do you want to explain?" Krouen scrolled down his phone and face the screen at Selah's face. "You want me to listen to your dramas again?" Frightened. Selah's mouth gaped open when she saw herself on the video which happened earlier. She is doomed. He signaled her to come any closer, "Go on, that's what you're good at, go and explain your side." His voice was filled with sarcasm, Selah simply lowered her head avoiding his glare.

I'll be me. Free. Radiant. Alive. Lara Leone.

“Trust me I get it I was raised with them they definitely aren’t too great at the whole communication thing but trust me for what the lack in communication skills they make up for it in compassion, kindness and sincerity. I am not just saying that because I’m their baby sister either.” “That’s some what of a relief especially after what happened recently. Asin was definitely a major concern after the way he broke into my apartment while Ra and I were in bed. Then I thought he killed Ra until he told me they were brothers before jedi mind grouping me and telling me he was my mate as well.” “Wait he did what? You mean Asin the one who brought you here right? Are you sure?” “Yeah, tall handsome

Not everyone in this room trusted him. “I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.”

She mumbled, causing his eyes to gleam with mischievousness. Luca tossed his phone on the sofa as he grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked it over his head revealing his Adonis body that had her mouthwatering at the sight. How could someone be built so beautifully? She wanted to leave her mark on him. He unbuckled his pants and she watched with bated breath as the pants pooled around his feet.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"I am not a plaything to satisfy your whims and desires." He chuckled softly, his breath brushing against my cheek. "Oh, Sansa," he continued, his voice twisted with tenderness, "you underestimate the pleasure that can be derived from surrendering to me. I could show you an ecstatic universe beyond your wildest thoughts." I refused to be swayed by his comments, refusing to give in to his deception. "Your hollow charms hold no allure for me," I shot back, my words tinged with mockery. "Your attempts to dominate and control will never sway me."

The next morning Sia opened her eyes, and she got confused seeing the environment, she was sitting on the bed in confusion when she heard Abhimanyu's voice:" You are up! Great, here, drink this. You will feel better ". Sia looked at him and asked:" What am I doing here?”

I snapped out of it and called, “Mark.” He turned back, frowning. “Not enough?” Maybe it was because of his past running with rough crowds. Though he was good-looking, there was a sharp, intimidating edge to him, like he had a bad temper. I stood up, searched through my bag, and took out a tube of ointment. “It’s rainy season in the South. You might get eczema. Take this and use it if you need to.” He paused, a little surprised. After taking the ointment, he looked at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. “Anything else?”

So Sane knew that it was really good, and he would really scare his ass off. His breathing was fast and ragged as they entered the pitch black room. He was trying to make sense of his surroundings as he was familiar with the audiovisual room where the booth was being held. He even saw it getting decorated so he was trying to convince himself that he had already seen the place. However, it was pitch black, and he could barely see anything. Sane didn’t want to hold onto anyone, especially Seleen because he was afraid that he’d startle her again, but as the beating of his heart was already becoming unbearable, he grabbed Haniel’s arm instead.