The Slayer Gamer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“But we've been instructed to prepare the West wing. We're expecting visitors.” Dante nodded, not caring to ask her for more detail. Then he glanced over his shoulder, staring right at me. “She's a slave. For him.” He said simply. Who does he think he's calling a slave?! I screamed mentally, but even though I wanted to deny it. It hurts to hear someone refer to me like that. “I'm not a slave.” I seethed through my teeth. Dante turned around to face me, the expression on his face turning to one of displeasure and maybe even anger.

She smiled, feeling the thread bonding the two of them thinning pitifully when the attempt for a murderous attack was made. Aliana raised her brows. So she really is bonded to this guy. But... raising her head to look at Lancer who stared back at her with eyes red filled with fury after reverting back, clearly being repulsed by his own wolf, she tilted her head and asked with the corner of her lips curled up in mockery, "What? Even your wolf hates you now huh--?" "Shut up-!" Lancer coldly interjected her, when he was also cut off by his phone ringtone.

She tapped the table, angrily gazing at me before she said, “She's the mistress of the Lycan King. She's only doing her job as his exclusive slut. She will never be the Lycan Queen because she's pathetic.” “Ashra, are you trying to talk about yourself? Aside from that, what makes you an exception to what you're defining? These Lunas here, we're all aware that you only stole Alpha James from me. It seems to be a slut that is run in our blood. If I'm a slut, I know I'm higher than you because you're a lower whore.” I madly rebutted, which made the other Lunas gasp in surprise. I saw them stop their smiles but they didn't stop me or defend Ashra from me.

Sanders says as he stands before me, his expression as unreadable as always but somehow, I already know that he's loyal and genuinely cares for me. I inhale slowly, steadying myself. I know what's coming. I remember this moment. This is the day I was first assigned my own Lycan slave, the moment that should have changed everything...but I didn't do anything to make it so. I just let the moment slip through my fingers in that life. But not this time.

"You need a Zeen to get past the Elders' wards. You need a healer to fix the Blood Bane pack. You don't need a Siphon who hates you for what you've done." "I am trying to save my mate!" Skylar bellowed, his composure finally snapping. He lunged forward, grabbing my shoulders. His grip was like iron. "Do you think I want to look into your eyes and see nothing? Do you think I want to spend the rest of my life earning the love of a woman who doesn't remember my name? It is a torture I am willing to endure so you don't turn into a hollowed-out monster!"

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

“Oh, yeah. I’m fine. I was just thinking. I don’t know if she’ll do it. But I hope she does. I think she could be a good Hunter. She’s certainly got all of the reasons in the world to want to kill Vampires.” “That’s true,” Jamie agreed. “Besides that, she is kinda cute, isn’t she?” “What’s that?” Ashley asked, looking at him for a second like she was offended before she started laughing. “She’s a little young for you.” “She’s a lot young for me, but then, so are you,” Jamie reminded her. He was well over a hundred years older than his wife. “I didn’t mean for me,” he added. “I know. I’m teasing.” Ashley slid her arm around his. “I agree. She’s cute. And I think she might have a little crush

maybe he was getting lazy? What the Hell was going on?!+ He absently drummed his fingers, trying to relieve the outrage bubbling inside him. He wanted nothing more than to end this little farce with a quick squish and rid himself of the slayer for good. Though he found her easy on the eyes and she was indeed bold, which he respected to a degree, she was still a slayer. Slayers didn't get second chances to kill him. How could Twillow do this? Make a life debt with a slayer and then guilt him into bringing her inside?! It was ridiculous!

he said and carried her into his arms as they walked out of the haunted house leaving the people stunned. As soon as they got out he dropped her down and Skyler turn to look at him and she said. “ I know you will think of me as a scaredy cat but I'm not it was just unexpected that....” “ I know my love..... you don't need to explain ” he said gently. “ Come on, we still have two more games I wanna play with you ” Skyler said and Lucifer raised a brow at her. Wasn't she just scared a minute ago and now she wanted to play another game. He could do nothing but to obey her wish.

This made a lump swell in my throat. “What is your problem?” I cried out in a voice I didn't recognize as my own. “You rejected me. You don't want me as your mate, and yet you still wouldn't let me go. Just kill me. Wouldn't that be better.” Gunner moved up to me and grabbed me by my throat. He lifted me up, his eyes burning with anger and hatred. “I'd rather die than see you with Alpha Leonidas,” he growled, his claws digging into my flesh. “You're mine, and until your last breath, you'll remain my slave.”