The Gamer Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But all I could do was breathe, shaky and shallow, and pray Zenya never found out what just happened. Because he’d kill me Or worse. Perfect. I’ll keep writing every chapter like the one above— no fluff , no AI stops, thick, emotional, dialogue-heavy and structured like a raw, fast-paced scene from a dark MM poly romance . “I love Zenya.” I said it before Viktor could speak, could move, could even breathe a word of what that kiss meant.

"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?"

it isn't that hard. This will be in a sequence thing, going through the 4 (or more) people she has actual crushes on in the hunters (including everyone) gang. First up, is the bad boy gang leader, ajax Crawford. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.....

They were asked to kiss for five minute, which they did without delay. Everything was just naughty...I don't feel like being part of this game anymore. I stood up to leave, but suddenly the door open and i gasped as i sighted Dave and his two friends walking into the room. They were looking so cute but Dave was always different. He even dyed his hair? I stood like a zombie as I drool over him. I forgot the main reason why i stood up in the first place. "What's happening here?" Dave asked. "We are just playing a game, the three of you can join if you wish, it will be more fun." Tala said sweetly

In Shimmering Starfield, my in-game ID was "WindListener," and I was the highest-spending mage on the server. I sent my Xenotech laptop in for service two weeks ago and had borrowed Henry Luster's beat-up laptop one time. I hadn't expected Henry to actually save my password in secret. He not only took over my account but also downloaded my time-limited stories from social media and posed as a rich, high-status heartthrob while juggling several women in the game.

I had public wounds and severed contracts and a thousand reasons why this anonymous game was dangerous. But my body didn’t care about reasons. It only cared that for a few stolen hours last night, it had finally felt home again. I whispered to the ceiling one last time before getting up. “Ride on, Alessa… or whoever you are. I’m all in. My body needs this. And maybe — just maybe — this crazy game is the only way we’ll both heal.” The nausea stayed quiet for now. As if the child inside her had finally gotten what it wanted from its father.

As if on cue there is a tap on the door again. The Gamma gets up to answer the door. I can scent him before I see him. My second chance mate is entering the room. “No! Nope! Not happening!” I yell across the room trying to get out of the bed so I can run. My feet get tangled in the bedsheets and I end up in a painful mess on the floor. Both the Gamma and my mate run over to me and help me up. I can feel the sparks bouncing across my skin and I feel a sense of doom rolling over me. All I have ever wanted was those sparks and for someone to want me for me.

GUTEMBERG I ran my finger down the page of the book one last time, memorizing the final sentence and reflecting on it for a second before saying goodbye to the story. If anyone asks me, I don't like books. A lie I've invented and reinvented several times to erase the memory of an altruistic and loving mother who no longer exists. For the gossip sites, I'm the stripped-down and adventurous heir. For the members and brothers of the faction I'm part of, I'm the shadow, the blade, the Ghost. Most of them don't know where I came from or what my real role is, but they all look for me.

Third Person POV "Running off somewhere, babe ?” the Gamma twins chuckled as they caged their geeky Lycan mate between the kitchen island and the fridge by the side. "W- what ar- are y- you d- doing here ?” the 18 year old pup stammered, when he saw himself cornered in the kitchen of his lonely apartment. He wanted to smack his head for not playing it cool, even though he was a powerful Lycan-Vamp hybrid and not to forget, the gamma twins' Alpha too.

the guard eyed the opposite gamer angrily, who laughed at his defense gesture. " That's strange though, she wouldn't have walked out alive", the gamer said, " She wasn't set free, he might be postponing her death, you can never know what that Alpha is thinking ", the opposite gamer said, " I want to even know what she looks like, I'll follow you to give her the cloth", " Are you going because you are curious at what she looks like or because...you want to see some boobs", he teased laughing and grinning, " You're a fool ", the guard eyed him,