Novel & Cerita The Slayer Gamer Fanfiction

she screamed. He swung his blade, a streak of violet energy tearing through the darkness, but the light only illuminated the horror: the shadows weren't just surrounding them”they were becoming them. The shades were molding themselves into the shapes of the people they had been before the deletion. She saw a version of herself, one with eyes of liquid data, reaching out to tear the locket from her hand.

I tried my best seductive tone. She pushed me back to straddle my lap which instantly woke my beast. “I thought we didn’t have any secrets, Hunter Slater.” Her heat grinded against my hardness. Really? Using sex as a weapon now? What happened to my gentle angel? But I loved it. I grabbed her waist, pulling her closer, my shaft already probing her entrance. She actually slapped my hands away and got off me. “Luna.” I warned her, she was playing a dangerous game. Blaze growled in my mind to take her and dominate her.

I am the Alpha Heir so I hear everything, and I push Katya away and start to button up my jeans as I go running towards the sound. I get to the dorms, which confuses me. This is where the unmated warriors sleep, why is my sister here? I keep walking and can sense Ivan in his room… but why would Slayne be in there? It feels like someone else opens Ivan’s door, but I hear my sister moaning as I walk in. “Slayne?!” I shout as I turn on the light switch and find my little sister naked, underneath my best friend and future Beta, Ivan. I start shouting at him: how could he betray me like this? How could he take advantage of Slayne like that? She isn’t just another she-wolf, she is my sister and ou

Aslan writhed, feeling an intense heat throughout his body, and Skylar felt the same pain as well, with the same mark also appearing in his body. Eventually, the burning heat subsided and Skylar snapped out of his instinctual state. He was still lying on top of Aslan. Looking down, he saw Aslan in a state of disarray. His face was wet with tears, blood was streaming down his neck and staining his clothes, and the look in his eyes revealed his pain. "Aslan... Aslan, no! What have I done to you? I—" Aslan gave a faint smile. "Disgusting. Is this what you wanted? To kill me, huh? So, you’re a Phantom?"

I always knew something was wrong with me; blood and death is the essence of my soul. A playful glint sparking in my eyes, sarcasm laced on my tongue. “My, my. You will earn quite a reputation. The title King Slayer will suite you perfectly.” Her eyes sizzled with acrimony, pressing the barrel deeper until it bit into my skin. “You think I won’t fucking kill you? Think again. Just because I’m your mate doesn’t mean shit to me.” She snapped venomously. I laughed whole-heartedly, deeply and bitterly. “Right back at you Ma Cherie.” I responded, the burn of whiskey flowing down my throat as I pushed my gun into her abdomen.

🦪 🦪 LAZARUS 🦪 I walk into my room and slam the door shut. Sitting on my bed, I cover my face with my palms. She doesn’t get it, that if The Reaper, the top 1 fighter, A.K.A her father’s killer, dies… I die with him. Happily ever after is just delulu straight out of a film trick; it cannot happen for real. It takes a while to calm my thumping heart; this is karma getting back at me in the worst way possible for what I did.

"Had you ever done it before you became a slave?" "No. I wasn't that wild before I was married. My fantasies mostly started after my marriage. I wasn't unhappy as a wife, but it definitely called to me. I think it mostly started after our friend, Zoe, said she was becoming a sex slave to Brianna. I'd never really thought of it before seriously, thinking it was strange before it became real to me. Then I started reading sex slave romance novels and got into reverse harem novels. After, a lot of my fantasies extended to more than one person fucking me. My slavery was Master's attempt to make some of those fantasies become real." "Had you ever been with a woman before?"

Lucien could smile while stabbing you to death and looking like he didn’t want to hurt you at the same time. Another girl would be fooled but like I said, I would be a big fool to be played a second time by the same words from the same mouth that deceived me all those years ago. Skylar made sure to corrupt the smallest atoms in his body, leaving behind nothing of the boy I used to know “Why can’t you be with her?” I played his game. The more he spoke, the less likely I was to fall asleep in his room. Skylar would flay the skin off my back if she found out I’d been with her boyfriend, alone and in his room, no matter the circumstances. She’d hurt me more if she found out I slept here.

But of course, he didn’t think the hunter deserved any such privilege or kindness. He could only imagine the agonizing pain the man had gone through. He could see the evidence on the floor. He’d obviously thrown up several times. The ground of the cage was virtually covered in vomit. Served him right, Jeremy thought heartlessly. But even seeing his mate in that filth didn’t stop Jeremy from wanting him. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if the hunter was in human form, the red-eyed slayer thought hopefully. He needed to compel him quickly so that he could shift and remind his obviously confused brain that he was a man.

"And what does she have to say for herself?" Skylar swallowed hard, her eyes darting between the queen and the king. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I never meant for any of this to happen. I didn't know Asher was a lycan when we met. Until recently, I didn't even know the existence of lycans." The queen snarled, her eyes flashing gold. "Poor wretch. And to think that your death won't even be enough to pay for my son's serious injuries"