Unholy Player Novels & Stories

"Only then will the souls of all the innocents you killed be satisfied." As the voice spoke, the undead children began to claw at me again. Despite their ghostly appearance, their claws that dug into me were very real. If this kept up, I was going to end up in shreds. I needed to get out of here. My moment of weakness had gotten me in too deep and now I was really in trouble.

He once told me that the one thing he’ll never forgive is cheating, and if he already made up his mind that I cheated on him, begging him is pointless. “I, Hunter Hendrix, son of Orion Hendrix, reject you, Jade Althea Dimaano, daughter of Juan Dimaano as my mate and future Luna, on the basis of infidelity. May the energy of the moon uphold this rejection and mother goddess ease my pain through this betrayal.” He snarled the last words, shoving me out of the way as he stomped out of our home, and I crumbled to the floor as a crippling pain shot through my spine, rushing straight for my heart.

He's just staring at the empty glass while playing it. "Oh. My. Gosh. Manuel!" The girl from the back, in a high pitch voice. Manu and I turned our head. And I'm surprised to see her here also. It's Denisse. Manu's ex. "Denny.." He said softly. While his face expression didn't change. "Long time no see! Come on, give me a warm hug!" She said then they hug in fronted of me. My breath stop for seconds. I just look away because I can't look at them like that in that position.

Su Lan: "Hello, is anyone here." Angelic voice: " Hello, welcome to the mysterious and unbelievable game." Su Lan: "Ah." So this is the game she clicked before the green light appeared. Angelic voice: "Please enter a user name." Su Lan: ".... Su Lan." Angelic voice: "Welcome, Su Lan to this world." Su Lan: "... can I have directory guidelines to this world.....?" Angelic voice: "In the beginning of times, when this world was made the 7 gods who created a world for fun ..... for followers to provide them with power by collecting people's prayers and devotion."

I added. Later on, I heard someone sarcastically laugh behind me. Fear enveloped into myself but I couldn't do anything but to pretend as If I didn't scared at all. “Look how adorable my woman right now.” He said. I immediately turn to face him. “Who tf are you? Your woman? My ass!” I mentioned. This man wear a black hoodie and cap that's why I barely see his face. I freeze after I witnessed how he grin. “Who else owns you besides me?”

“You sat in that confessional and told me exactly how you wanted to ruin the boy who used to put the hymnals away. Now look at him. Look at what you did. Taking you on the same cabinet where I hang the vestments. Fucking this greedy cunt while the sanctuary lamp is still burning.” He shifted his angle and the head of his cock dragged over the spot inside her that made her vision spark. Helena’s third orgasm hit like a wave—body locking up, a sharp cry torn from her throat, more wetness flooding out around his cock and dripping down the front of the cabinet. Tomas fucked her through it without slowing, the wet sounds growing filthier, her juices coating his length and the polished wood. When

My breath caught in my throat. Standing right in front of me was Hudson Monette. He was the famous, star hockey player of Team America, and a literal household name. Seeing him up close, he carried an undeniable aura of power, though a shadow of grief always seemed to linger around his sharp features. Everyone knew his story, he was the illegitimate son of Hillary Monette, the legendary hockey pro who had tragically died in a horrific car accident just four years ago.

Then I jabbed him slightly in the side with my elbow. “You can do that. I am not breaching the contract.” I whispered to him, smiling so it looked like we were teasing each other. He shot me an amused look before straightening as the officiant cleared his throat. “Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Lucas Alexander Hayes and Elizabeth Grace Lancaster,” the officiant started, and I blanked, not listening until the officiant started the vows. “Will you, Lucas Alexander Hayes, take Elizabeth Grace Lancaster to be your lawfully wedded wife, to stand beside her through every joy and hardship, to love, honor, and cherish her, in sickness and in health, for richer or po

"Oh girl! I'm super happy for ya, but that's rich people traits. I gotta go now. I'll catch up later. It ended, I wasn't really fine, I held the urge to spill everything The sound of the door opening wide made jump off from my thoughts and behold it was Rogers. What does he want! I grinned as I rose from the bed "What do want from me" "I want you, and I want you now "

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,