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“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

“Are the participants street beggars?” "Yes," Echo replied. "And these beggars are going to play an online game, which is Mobile Legends, in order to survive and win the huge amount of money that awaits them in the end. There are many beggars involved, so in stage 1-4 the fight is by group. A team fight. The system has become a team, and the losing team will not go home in tears... because the losers will not be able to go home because they will be killed. Until it reaches the point where only six players will step on stage 5, that's individual."

Ginger paused for a moment before replying, "It's quite common for them to fight. However, it usually won't make the news. Only people in their circle will know about it. Ordinary people like us won't even get wind of it. "However, their fight this time was about work. Mr. Quinn founded a gaming company after returning to the country. He even launched a new game that's super fun and popular in the gaming circle. "But Mr. Page suddenly released a new game planned for next year yesterday. Most importantly, the game was free to download! "As the new game by Mr. Page is free and entertaining, it immediately took over the market and snatched up all of Mr. Quinn's customers." Belle hesitated for a

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

Caleb shook his head. “The lovestruck fool is busy stalking his crush, who wouldn't even take a look at him,” Caleb recited like a poem. “Don't you ever get tired of using that line?” Liam asked, feigning a bored expression. Caleb shrugged and changed the subject. “I’m so excited about the coming CCG.” “You should be. It's the only reason you've been on the basketball team all these years,” Liam stated. “Yeah,” Caleb murmured with a smile. “I'm planning on competing for the captain position.”

"We will see who wins first, Brother," He stood up and smirked at me, sparking a challenge I won’t back away from. "Either your revenge... or my extortion?" My smirk also grew wider as I replied strongly, having no intentions of failing. "We will see," He let out a quiet jeering laugh and left me all alone in my undesirable thoughts after starting a lethal game. I stared at the crack in the glass with a blaze igniting in my eyes as I threw the glass away, shattering it to pieces.

While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident. They said they were mages. Seasoned pro in the game. They gave us the rundown: We were stuck in a horror game. Everyone here? Already dead IRL. The castle had thirty floors. Each floor had its own monster—or monsters. The higher you climbed, the scarier they got. Clear all thirty floors, hit the legendary 9,999 points, and you get a second shot at life. Bonus? A cash prize so massive, you'd never have to work again.

Emerald and Ace should have gone to the zoo at the weekend, but something came up, forcing Young Morgan to cancel it. She went to the company but brought her son with her. “What happened?” I asked Emerald when they were all seated. Then, I let Ace sit in her office chair and play on his cell phone. “There have been a lot of complaints in our Mobile Ace Clash,” Daryl replied. Mobile Clash, or MAC, is the very first online game that gives them a fortune. It’s their lucky strike project that led them to become famous.

I ask, and he nods repeatedly. He turns the game back around, staring at it with sparkling eyes, “Yes! But it isn’t supposed to come out for another two months. How did you get it?” “Ah, I know a person who knows a person,” I chuckle. “This is the game that went out to the Beta-Testers.” Danny totally loses it, while Arawn leans in with a frown. “What did the person who knows a person get for that?” he whispers roughly, making me grin.

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink