The Gamer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He pushed the napkin off Thalia's face, she was breathing rapidly while rushing to the side of Jena. Gamma Shem is almost the same age as Jena and Thalia just that he is a few years older than the both of them, he always has his eyes on Jena the same way Gamma Tyler had his eyes on Thalia, the only difference is, that Tyler will never force himself on Thalia on like this beast. "Just one night of endless fucking your sweet pussy, the Alpha says, no man, had..." He flicked his tongue across his lips sexily "I will give it to you but you will have to..."

Is he trying to rub in how happy they are, is he trying to make me jealous? “Whiskey, this is Zee, my Mate” Gunner said like it was no big deal. I know I wasn’t in this alone for the past couple of days. He felt the attraction too, or at least he acted like he did. Was it only because I looked like her, his Mate, the girl he was missing. Was that what he was doing, placating some kind of longing desire to see his Mate again. He didn’t actually desire me, he didn’t want me at all, when he was looking at me, he was seeing her. That fucking bastard. I glared at the bitch, it took a lot of self-control not to rip her face off right then and there. “Is this some kind of fucking joke?” I snarled.

“Bring him in.” The warrior nodded and stepped aside. A moment later, a tall, scarred man walked in, his presence commanding. His dark hair was streaked with silver, his amber eyes sharp with experience. “My name is Garrick,” he said, his voice deep and rough. “I used to run with Miguel’s pack before I saw the monster he really is.” Kaida narrowed her eyes. “And why should we trust you?” Garrick smirked. “Because I hate him more than you do.”

I see," Gamma Ferguson said, and turned to me. "Hello Sir," I greeted, with my hand stretched for a handshake. "Hello Felix," Gamma Ferguson responded but didn't accept my hand. I withdrew my hand and sat back down. "Pumpkin, I'm not happy with the fact that you're living together with Felix," Gamma Ferguson voiced his displeasure, his eyes boring into mine. It felt like he was peeling away different layers of my mask, and seeing through my charade, and real intentions of marrying his daughter, and it made me quite uneasy.

To avoid showing my face, I placed the phone just in front of my wet cherry… I heard a gentle cussing from Gunner as he is now touching himself. And when I started to touch myself as well, I knew that it is now a game over for me. And so, I did it again. This time, with Gunner… we did it virtually while watching each other to fantasize the body of one another. But the weird part here is… I was not fantasizing about Gunner. I found myself imagining what Bullet and I did in the kitchen. It was so hot. That was amazing.

I'd been following his stories, and yes I knew he was the writer. Not only because of the link which he'd quickly deleted, but not before I clicked it. But also because the username he'd used was something we'd made up together the day we both talked about opening anonymous Stan accounts for our favourite celebrities from the show Game Of Thrones. Just one link, and now I knew about his main character’s obsession with Damian, the hotel room thing which could definitely be a fictional addition, but was too well written to be otherwise. I don't know…maybe I just wanted it to be real.

Wearing circular glasses, small hair peeking out from his cheeks sitting right beside him, making the boy nodded his head in response. “Yes, and now senpai just has to mail the further department, so they can update this in-game as valentine's day is just a week apart." Kai turns his gaze back at the screen, opening his mail, attracting the 3 files with it. ‘Hello there, Imaa Yamada Kai, the illustrator of the worldwide famous game Sinner of Pleasure. Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’

"Not always. Let's say that you're just unlucky. So are we good now? Or you wish to continue this zipping and padlock game?" "No, no! We're good." he hastily said. "Good then. By the way, welcome to Psycho squad. If you work hard enough, you can be our main jungler someday and no, unless we don't want you anymore. You aren't allowed to leave." He nodded and she patted his shoulder. "I'll talk to my friends. You'll get to play with us tomorrow in MCL. One of them will go solo." "Okay." he nodded. "Will you please have some spine? You don't know how to complain? You are a fox shifter. Have some spine. Even Elena, a rabbit shifter, has so much spine in arguments. Why are you so timid?"

' "The gambler successfully killed the queen. The queen's royal guards are now focused on catching up with the killer behind her death. Host, they're right behind you!' 'What rotten luck!' Jana tore the hem of her long gown. The heavy garment is weighing her down. It can't get any more than an actual nuisance. She took a sharp turn and left dead leaves swaying as she ran for the forest. 'The moment the king announces war, I will be gone.' Jana gritted her teeth. 'I hope Denise and her fake group meet a dead end after this.' The woman sure is fake. The world creates a lot of roles not limited to the actual story's basic needs— a protagonist, male lead and the antagonist. In fact, the game had

PRESENTLY... My biker Boy Fantasies, that was what everyone was calling it. Everywhere Elias went, people's gaze followed her. She was the hottest topic in school right now, and she's never felt more vulnerable in her life. People made fun of her as she walked by. They called her all sorts of names and a few stood out to her especially 'Pervy Nerd' 'Hardcore Hottie' 'Kaelen's number one fan' 'Miss XXX rated'