Sacred Games Novels & Stories

It’s real. Slowly, Dominique Gray turns his head toward my direction, like he can sense my presence already with the way I kept glaring at him from where I’m standing, and for a long second, our eyes lock, both of us staring at each other. And for the first time, since I knew this man existed, I could simply read the look on his face and the fiery look in his eyes. He’s started a game, a very dangerous game, and he has no intention of losing.

Nala threw her a smile and watched as she ducked her head to hide her own. The only out of place thing was the smile on Stacey’s face. The Red Dawn wolf had her eyes locked to Nala, her smirk growing as the Mountain Forest warrior neared. Usually, she’d already be making eyes at Aaron, but it seemed her confidence had grown since the last presentation. It wasn’t a good sign, but there was nothing Nala could do about it. Connor had already warned her that Red Dawn would be pushing for the Luna Games to be concluded now they had made a move on Silver Night. Each presentation made her place in the Games less likely to continue, so maybe today was her last. However, even if she was booted out, t

- Ravel finished her extremely concrete explanation. The men were happy, now they knew about the world a bit better. "If you wish to know more then come here and learn from the books, it would be better for you that way." - Rias finally talked, a sigh escaped her mouth, making Akeno at her side giggle. "Any last Questions before we go down to start the training?" - She asked at them but only one of them raised his hand. Nodding her head he signaled him to talk. "In the past, you mentioned the strongest battle-oriented 'Sacred Gears'. What exactly are they and what can they do?" - Souji asked curiosity filled his voice, he seemed really interested in that subject.

" Elvo closed the door as he left. Stephan leaned over to retrieve the invitation from the trash bin. This would be the easiest way to confront Baal. The bastard was impossible to reach otherwise, surrounded constantly by a small army of Switz vampires. Malcolm Baal was right to keep so much security. He'd survived a few thwarted assassination attempts in the last few years. And his security team had discovered a few bombs at Baaltech Industries—courtesy of a secret society called the Ancient Bloodsuckers. Unfortunately, the bombs had been discovered before they could detonate.

Away they went. Three hours had elapsed, yet the tournament raged on. The Red Moon pack held its lead, though the Dark of the Gods pack was a close second. In the third game, referred to as the hunt, both teams would venture into the woods together with ropes for hiding and seeking. The hunt begins with a gunshot once they've found their hiding place. Whoever gets tired will lose, and the winner will have to bring the loser to the front to see everyone in the crowd. When it was Dawn turn, she wasted no time finding a place to hide. Her familiarity with the area allowed her to pinpoint the best hiding places. What excited her most about the hunting game was competing against Malachi, her best

Natawa naman si Hellios at nagtuloy na kami sa paglilinis. end of flashback... Who am I? I am Kiyoshi. I am Crimson. I am a Manslayer. I am who I want me to be. I am a person with a random character. It depends on how I want to play my game. Yes, a game that only I understand. A game that is played by us, The Death Legion. We are founded by the Director. We play to satisfy. We play to entertain. We play our own game with no rules and there is only one winner. The Annihilators themselves.

Su Lan: "Hello, is anyone here." Angelic voice: " Hello, welcome to the mysterious and unbelievable game." Su Lan: "Ah." So this is the game she clicked before the green light appeared. Angelic voice: "Please enter a user name." Su Lan: ".... Su Lan." Angelic voice: "Welcome, Su Lan to this world." Su Lan: "... can I have directory guidelines to this world.....?" Angelic voice: "In the beginning of times, when this world was made the 7 gods who created a world for fun ..... for followers to provide them with power by collecting people's prayers and devotion."

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.

Crazy! Because of the legend of Nike Ardilla, until now there is still a practice of pilgrimage to the grave of the deceased by his fans. In fact, the Dean of the Faculty of Asian Studies at the Australian National University, George Quinn, equates the level of a pilgrimage to the tomb of Nike Ardilla with a pilgrimage to the tomb of Wali Songo! As an academic, George has an argument for his claim. George has authentic evidence of the existence of sacred places, specifically to honor the diva.

While Sacred can see the minds of whoever they choose and can communicate in some ways to whom they want, it’s not always clear. Like I get images from them, but they’re pretty garbled and primitive. She understands them intrinsically with a similar mind link that true brothers and pack mates have. It’s true they’ve always had the ability to see in my head, anyone’s really, but I don’t think they go searching unless it’s merited. Considering Mom’s pissed I was attacked, not to mention their fondness for Ayame. All that’s happened in my brain between now and the last time I was here in the heart of their land, makes me as nervous, as nervous gets.