The Slayer Gamer Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Ha… You chose the wrong side a little too late Steph. I was going to get rid of them anyway.” The next moment, I felt his massive palm cover my face and I flew to the side. My body landed hard on the ground. My eyes were fluttering open. My vision was dim, but then suddenly I saw Luther fly across the room. ~Zayne~ As my eyes fluttered open. I faintly saw Steph in front of me. But then in the next minute, Luther slapped her out of his way. And turned towards me. He slowly approached me, before raising his claws above me ready to take a swipe at me.

"All you have to do is accept me as your new mate and Luna." "Never," Sly answers without missing a beat. "Never again will I be that stupid, Alexis Anne Greystone. Once burned, twice shy." Hissing I take a step back. "You'd rather die than be my mate. Is loving me a fate worse than death." He pauses, "No, Alexis. Losing her is." All the fire leaves his body as he sits on a nearby chair. His spirit looks crushed as stares off into space, forgetting for a moment that I'm there.

They didn’t want to believe in the reality. Alpha too wanted to be a part in this act of causing misery to the family and spoke to the werewolf whose claws were stained with the blood of Benjamin, “Let go of the poor guy’s hand, Ash” – It addressed the other werewolf as Ash – “He is dead now and therefore, he can do nothing to help but spoil the floor through the blood dripping out of his body. Throw the body out in the woods” Alpha reminded both the ladies to come back to reality and accept it. They must know that their husband or father is no more now.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

"Of course. The house is still full of them. Your Mom won't let me get rid of them until you have a chance to go through them and decide if you want to keep any." "Lately, my taste in romance genres has changed somewhat, going to some darker things than I used to read before, stuff about sex slavery primarily. Scott noticed what I was reading and asked me if instead of reading about it, if I'd like to experience it for myself and become his sex slave. I agreed to play along for three weeks to see if my fantasies were anything like reality, so I've been his naked slave girl for the past two weeks." "So that's why you didn't want us dropping in unannounced," Mary said.

The soreness reminded me of what had happened last night. I had sex with Lycan! It seemed he still not awake, I picked up my clothes silently and went back home. I couldn't bear the thought that I'd had sex with the Lycan. Also, I was afraid he would punish me because I was just a slave, if he found he had sex with a slave, would he kill me? It was two days in a row that I didn't sleep at home, I was writing my own grave at this point. There was so much fear at what I was supposed to expect from my family when I got back home and how they would react to this..

His voice came out shaky but he tried to sound smooth, using the moment like the snake he was. “Claire, thank God you’re finally seeing who he really is. He’s not good enough for you. You can’t be with someone like him. He’s a killer who doesn’t have a single conscience. Who in the world kills eight men with fully armed silver bullets and still stands there like it’s nothing? This is the time to make your choice, Claire. Come back with me. We can fix this. Your father will understand if you just—” I got fed up fast. His voice kept going, rambling like he still thought he had any say over me. I spun around on my heel, my palm already swinging towards his face—SLAP!!

He pressed his forehead against mine, whispering, “Tell me I’m not already losing you.” The walls seemed to close in, shadows thickening, heat rolling like a storm trapped beneath my skin. I wanted to answer, but another vision tore through me, blinding and merciless. A battlefield soaked in ash. Damian’s body crumpling, golden eyes dimmed. My own scream echoing over a ruin of fire that stretched as far as the horizon. The shard purred at the sight, feeding on my terror, until I ripped myself free with a sob.

"That's nonsense! Where's the funny happy go lucky Ray I learned to know yesterday?" "Dead, like that scum hybrid! I've pretended to be someone else my whole life, and its gotten me into more predicaments than I can handle, I will take up the throne, and be a Dracul, just as I was destined to be" Shelai didn't like his tone of voice, he sounded evil "Will she still love you the same way?" "Do you know her?" He said looking at her. "No, but no woman would want to marry a dreadful shadow like you now"

“i..I wo..would never think of us..having sex in the garden. Asher, maybe,'' I stuttered with continuous shaking and bobbling of my head. “But with you, I would never think of such.” His reply came as I hurried away with my remaining dignity out of the garden, “Well, the look on your face says otherwise.” “I would never, Alaric!” I yelled out at him. “Well, let me know if you ever change your mind, dear mate. For you, i can leave my shame just to satisfy your fantasy.” I shook my head slowly, increasing my pace with just one thought in my mind, I was a slut for Alaric. Alaric’s POV