The Slayer Gamer Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he said so casually that she could have thrown up, "I'll admit, it's a little bit of strange choice, but I don't question the greater powers. You were meant for me." "The only destiny between me and you is that I will be the one to end your miserable life," she spat at him. "That may be so, but we should enjoy it a little first," he smirked at her. He really wasn't getting it? Was he playing dumb or just acting? She really couldn't tell. She was so mad and so confused at that moment that she blurted out, "I'm a slayer, this shit isn't ever going to happen." It was the worst thing ever to say it out loud, especially to a vampire. She'd just broken one of the biggest rules and she immediately

I say as Dylan and Kai push through the cloak spell and approach us. “First, I think we should get some on those wounds healed. Don’t you think, Slayer?” Nick says as he comes to kneel beside me, looking at the burns I got from the hellhounds. Dylan and Kai shift, with a Henry rushing to give them both a set of clothes, the latter getting his more hesitantly. “Slayer, did you bring home yet another stray?” Jordan says with a cheeky grin. “I am no stray.” Kai says half insulted. “I am her mate.”

Glenn cursed. “She’s also an elite hunter for the guild. I met her adoptive mother Tatiana the Fey Queen two days ago. She calls the goddesses her grandmothers and Victor, the vampire overseeing this whole area, apparently saved her and I think she considers him like a father. Not to mention she now has a pact with my former Gamma.” Putting his pen down, Glenn stared at me seriously. “Are you joking with me? Your mate is Vi the Slayer?” I smiled and shook my head. “No joke.”

“Well, I got to live another day in this fucked earth. Thanks for that by the way.” “You’re welcome.” I smiled big at her. She shook her head and slipped out of the door. I tried to adjust my lying position so I was on my side but every part of my body ached. I glanced down at my body. I was still in my stained clothes. I felt bad about the dirt getting on the bedcovers, but I didn’t do it intentionally. The Wolf Slayer. He saved me from the warrior. Why? I’ve heard he treated woman badly. He has lovers but they were all scared of him. It wasn’t because I was his mate. That definitely didn’t mean much to men like him. I wasn’t understanding any of it.

Before she said it my head already thought it, so I started to shake my head as she said the words “ I am expecting the Alpha heir, it is breading peacefully in my tummy. And it’s not tainted blood like yours, his mum would is a beta, and his father is the Alpha. See if you can beat that “ I didn’t know what happened next, I could just see her holding her hand to her face, crying deeply. . . I had slapped her with my silver heels, how I got it, I didn’t know but I had the satisfaction of my life in it. I will face the consequences later.

Ella never imagined things would turn out like this. She didn't even have time to dodge. The sword came down hard, slicing a chunk of flesh from her shoulder. The pain sent her collapsing back onto the bed. Her eyes flooded with tears as she cried out, unwilling to accept reality. "Why are you doing this to me? I nearly died giving you that child! And you still want to kill me?!" Prince Alexus actually laughed in rage, pointing at her as he roared, "My child? Do you even know what royal offspring look like? Every single one is born with blood-red eyes—never blue! You dared betray me!"

"You should quit this pathetic charade of playing Luna. We all know you're nothing special, just some omega who got lucky." Their words stung, but I forced myself to stay focused on what was important. "The fact that you didn't succeed doesn't mean you didn't try," I said firmly. "And that's exactly why you keep trying to destroy everything good in my life. You can't stand that Damien chose me over you." "You think we're that desperate?" Slaone scoffed. "That we'd risk starting a war between packs just to get rid of you?" "I think you're exactly that petty and vindictive," I shot back. "And I think you're stupid enough to poison the wrong person and create this entire mess."

She moaned. "Twenty-two, thank you, sir." Was she thanking him for the spanking now, or for being made a slave. "You're going to be pierced, just like your daughter. Tits and twat." Smack. "Twenty-three, thank you, sir." Crying harder now. "My son has a poker game where slaves are required to serve." Smack. I was ready to cum. I needed to cum. I called Rhonda to take care of me. She dropped to her knees, her tongue seeking my clit, a hard little spike.

I crossed my legs over the other, staring at the dark dusty room with a scrunched face. I had stumbled against this place, I was everywhere, like the wind moving in the woods, you don’t know where it’s going or when it’s coming. I’ve been waiting, planning, and preparing for my revenge on the mogul Lycan, and this would be his end. “Watch me play the game, Damien, ha ha ha.” I shake my head at the sound of the echo of my laughter which sounded like a hyena in the building. “Aish that’s not how I sound.” I took the bottle of wine at my side and smashed them against the wall, staining the wall with red wine.

Well, I always somehow sensed that she wished for me to get mated and bear children instead of slitting the throats of our enemies. Unfortunately, I was no lady. I was a warrior. An assassin. And a slayer. "Lucien," she clarified. My face twitched into an unamused grimace. "We are not exclusive," I murmured. "Why not?" "We could never be. I don't feel it that way." Because I had zero feelings in general. "Is there someone else perhaps?" Ah, she had her hopes high. I hesitated. What should I tell her? That I was thinking of a fictional person from my dream? Besides, it wasn't just a regular man. He was a werewolf for the Goddess's sake! I could never confess that I had dreamed about something