The Gamer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Naughty-elle. He took out his phone and searched for Naughty-elle on only fans. His eyes widened in shock as he turned to look at her sleeping figure. Gabrielle was a popular anonymous user on only fans with about one point four million subscribers. Her specialty was masturbating and display of sex toys collections. Mouth wide, he turned to her again and her eyes were open.

“Well, until now.” He moved to the wooden desk in the corner of the room and opened a drawer. He could feel her eyes on his back as he pulled out a thick folder and tossed it across the desk. “Your contract.” It landed at her feet with a small thud. With wide eyes, she looked from him to the folder and back again. “Wh-what is this? I thought we already had a deal.” She snapped, trying to sound braver than she felt. “A fake relationship? Yes.” He leaned forward, voice lowering as his gleaming eyes locked onto hers. “But now that you know what I really am, amore mio, the game has changed.”

“Alpha, you used the worst warrior possible to make me look bad.” “You assume I give a shit about a warrior’s placement here? She did well, even if you think she is the worst, Bill. She did well, which means we are doing our job. If our little bet is getting to your head and making it so, you can not train everyone equally, cheer for their success equally, then I can always find a new gamma.” His eyes open in shock, “What? N-no! I just…” “You are embarrassed.” I shrug. “No one here sees it that way. They see this as a training opportunity. Everyone is worried about saving their own ass or keeping their friends who are lower rung around. Maybe it’s time to separate your games from real life.”

He wanted more, but I didn’t give him one millimeter more than he already got! I think the alpha’s and beta’s talk among themselves because after that, alpha’s almost exclusively started giving me more and more attention! That HAD to be the reason why gamma’s and betas started being less and less dominating around me. Their alphas wanted to start taking a stab at seeing who would be the “lucky” alpha to deflower the gamma’s daughter.

Centuries of solitude had carved hollows beneath his cheekbones. "You integrated foreign data," the man said. His voice was soft, almost wondering. "Rewrote memory anchors. Exceeded every parameter I established." His gaze swept over them both, cataloguing. "I built this game to break players. You've forced it to evolve." Lyra's fingers twitched toward her console interface, but no port presented itself. Here, she was blind. "Who are you?" "Architect." He gestured at the infinite shelves with a sweeping motion. "Every world, every lethal hazard, every forced romance protocol—designed by me." His eyes pinned her. "Until you started designing back."

He had to be the only 18-year-old male virgin left in the world. He may not have ever gotten a girl naked or had sex, but he knew all about how to please a girl. Thanks to his second geeky habit. His first was that he was a gamer. He played online FPS and RPG games all the time. He wasn't stupid, but he wasn't one of the super smart, head of the class nerds either. Not because he wasn't smart, he just wasn't willing to waste his time doing busy work when he had an almost photographic memory. If he heard or read something or saw it, he knew it.

Sean returned to Alyssa's side after completing his task. He quizzed, "Are you really going easy on Ms. Harper? This is the nicest you've ever been." Sean couldn't help but smile when he noticed Alyssa's high heels carelessly strewn on the floor. He neatly placed them under her table. Meanwhile, Alyssa was engrossed in a gaming session, relaxing by wreaking havoc in the virtual world. Lucifer, also known as the Queen of Killers, had become a revered figure for most players in the gaming community.

(eg when Damon speaks, the format will be as this: Damon ~ “Evening Amber.” Let me know what you think, of Gamble With My Heart. Gamble With My Heart is a winner in the Chapters Interactive Stories Writing Contest in 2020. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* Whatever you think might be real. It is not. Only a fool believes foolish things. You are only as good as the game that you play. And right now, the game is on you. For every single thing that you have ever done to another woman has just come back to you. Karma is a bïtch, and you have been bitten.

A strange excitement coursed through my body just at the thought of it. I couldn’t help but wonder if he really was my mate! Maybe that was why he would never let me go! I cringed at my impossible romantic illusions. Felixe Andreadis was far from the romantic mate I always dreamed of!

He his them in the safe which his mother had given him and was crafted under the inside his bed and then he started planning his revenge on the siren who thinks she can replace my mother. He stole his father's cook's phone and went to a cyber cafe making sure that his face is hidden and being by wearing one of his mother's heels. He has kept his mother's belongings in his room because those are the only things left of her including few photographs. He also wore more clothes so that he looks more taller and fatter. With this he entered the cybercafe which was secluded and was not covered with any security cameras. For the first time he felt that it was nice of his to roam the city because