The Gamer 224 Novels & Stories

On the fourth trial, he picked up. “Hello, Adam.” I heard no reply. “Adam, are you there? Can you hear me?” A female voice replied me, much to my dismay. “And who are you?” I took the phone off my ear and checked the phone number —it was definitely Adam’s. In annoyance, I replied the lady. “I should be asking you the same thing.” She chuckled. “My name’s Camille and you are?” I wanted to reply but I felt a burn in my throat as Maia snapped inside me. “Don’t tell her your name!”

The Spartan's quiet hum became a roar as its nuclear reactor hit full power. The entire hangar was bathed in red as its cameras started up, giving me a look at the Goliath I'd expected. The Goliath's pilot clearly hadn't anticipated me to be inside the mech, as the brown mech was busy methodically stomping apart row after row of computers. The hangar bay was large, but not large enough that it missed the massive motion that was the Spartan jerking to life. It rotated toward me, plasma cannons blazing with unreleased energy.

His voice filled the room with rapid commentary and gunfire. Yeah, I’m a gamer girl through and through. It’s my whole job—selling pistols, skins, and lobby boosts, plus paid viewership deals and my own streams when I feel like it. Easy money, no alarm clock, no stuffy office. I’m definitely not a nine-to-five girlie. If I ever ended up in some white-collar gig, I’d probably seduce the boss until he signed half his shit over to me. That’s how ruthless I can be when I want something.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

He just gave a quiet laugh under his breath—the kind that pissed me off even more—and walked out with his friends. The moment they were gone, I exhaled hard. My fists still clenched. My knuckles throbbed like hell. My whole body buzzed with adrenaline and anger—and something else I couldn’t quite pinpoint, all tangled together. Mr. Connor’s voice cut in. “You boys better clean up that mess by the pinball machine before you leave. And Gibson—” his eyes narrowed, “—if I see you or Burkhart starting shit here again, you’re banned. Got it?”

It was the exact look I'd never been able to resist in the past—the reason I'd given in over and over again. But after their repeated betrayal, that same expression now made my skin crawl. I shook Nova off without the slightest hesitation. She staggered and fell right into Luke's arms. I couldn't be bothered to spare them another glance. I turned and walked straight into my private game room, put on my full-body haptic suit, and ordered, "Adrian, open the horror game to the public. Now." This equipment had been custom-made for me by the company. It was completely different from the simple headset setup Nova had given me in the game room at home.

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.

Room eight is out. Brukk! Shattered table sounds in room 10. "I will not let scum like you win the technique I want! 2 million gold!" The voice of a young snob coming out of room 10. Brrt! Xiao Long spouting his drinking water, again. "The auction full of rich fools is really fun. Then I should use it." Xiao Long said, "2 million 50,000 gold," in a calm way. "Hahah... There are really poor people who want to compete with me. All right, I'll stay with you till the end! 2 million 300,000 gold!" The boy in room 10 laughed.

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.