The Gamer 224 Novels & Stories

I turn and shoot Aiden with my best glare. “What?” He asks innocently. “Not her,” I tell him He throws his hands up in a defensive way and gives me one of his shit-eating grins. I love the guy like a brother but he is an asshole. I turn and walk out of the room to find Gabby. I find her upstairs waiting outside one of the rooms designated as a changing room. “Who is she?” I ask, "She is the girl you wanted for your part in the video,” Gabby explains.

"You don't need to teach me the rules and regulations of the professional world. Besides I know it better than you. And let me remind you I am an employee not a slave. There is a vast difference between these two terms. Knock some sense in your thick skull, Mr. Knight. Moreover, if I won't sign it what worst could happen? You'll either cancel the deal or threaten me with something but let me make it clear that by doing so you yourself will call the death on your door. Not only your plan of staying hidden forever from the world will get demolished but also your real face will be unmasked and once again your image will be sabotaged...... VENOM" I spat fiercely. His eyes never left mine. I scof

Lara shifted her gaze from one to the other. His iron-gray hair was still thick and his eyes were piercingly alive, but his once-powerful body was rotting, his bones so frail it was a marvel they hadn't shattered when he fell. A modern-day Adonis stands by the son's side, towering, muscular, and unstoppable. And they were both so arrogant that they would rather walk barefoot through fire than acknowledge they cared about each other. "I'm not sure why he bothered," she added sarcastically. "From my perspective, he's already there, and you are as well."

him, you are his enemy. As long as he sits on that throne, he will always be that paranoid, tyrannical monster. To win... There is only one way. I took a deep breath, my eyes turning colder than a wolf's. "System." [Online. Player Halen, please choose your identity.] I didn't look at the standard options. I used all my points to redeem a forbidden item that no one had ever bought before—[Hourglass of Time Reversal]. And a rusty, worn-out dagger.

"Boss, since this woman wronged you, I'll help you get your revenge!" Carla was a rare kind of gaming genius. Even when I dueled her one-on-one, I lost more often than I won. Someone like Madison, who barely had time to play games, was no match for her. In three minutes flat, Carla completely crushed her. Smiling sweetly, Carla turned on voice chat. "Tsk. With skills like that, you might want to spend less time talking and more time practicing—before your gameplay gets even more pathetic." "Who are you?" Madison asked calmly, completely unaffected by the taunt. "Wasn't Charlie the one using this account?

Followed by loud laughter and half-muttered curses from the guy sitting on the floor, black headset on his head, controller gripped tight, and a triumphant expression like he just conquered the world. I looked up from my laptop and glared toward the couch where Aaric was cross-legged, surrounded by empty water bottles and chip crumbs. The TV glowed brightly, showing a fast-paced virtual war zone. Player names blinked at the edge of the screen—“Lucif3r,” “Tino_Tornado,” and of course, “Bernardi_Blast.”

"You're gaming?" He showed no sign of embarrassment. "Game streaming counts as streaming, doesn't it?" Yaslyn was frustrated. "The company hired you as a beauty broadcaster, not a gamer!" "Well, I am streaming," he defended, quickly turning off his gaming display. "See? I'm live at this moment." Yaslyn was curious. She accessed his stream from her phone. The chatroom was in chaos in an instant. 'Who was that woman just now?' 'Did anyone else hear a woman's voice in Master's stream? Could she be his girlfriend?'

The second key. The screen flickers one last time - ARGUS: 78% ACTIVE. SHUTDOWN IMMINENT.

“He isn’t there, he told me to tell you that…wanna keep me company instead? The other guys are in my room…we’re gonna play, wanna join my team?” Quinn wanted to say no, considering the fact that she still wasn’t fond of the game or the controls associated with it, but she nodded her head instead. “Sure…I’ll probably only contribute to you losing though.” “I’m aware of that, big sis…especially since Frederick will also be playing. That goof uses a G3…I hate him.” “Uh…what’s a G3?” “A sniper weapon…mostly used at a far range. I believe it’s best you try it. For a more upgraded armor, I’ll log you in on my old account. I have a lot of upgraded weapons too.”