Vanoss Games Novels & Stories

Larissa's mind was still foggy and she did not reply immediately. Wendy explained, "With the lockdown in place, people can't go out to have fun. They can only stay home and watch dramas or play games! The biggest and most comprehensive streaming site online is VisualBox. It's owned by Microworks Corporations. Exclusive content can only be unlocked by paying for a membership. As for games, the top three most downloaded games on the leaderboards were developed by Microworks Corporation as well. I heard that the gaming department of Microworks Corporations made billions in revenue in just the first week of the lockdown!"

Renosuke and the other Branch director labeled them in such way, because no one dared to touch them, because of all the teams and branches that existed, theirs were the only one that go the assignment from the man himself. To both Hannah Johnson and Jason Lee, only until now, that they finally realize that their existence is much more important, than a lot of the other branches, because the worked for the owner himself, despite them not doing much of anything aside from completing the task that were given to them. On their minds, they felt lucky, after all, the President weren’t someone that is fussy and hard to work with. Also the tasked that were given to them is rather something that all

"What are you going to do, Kenzo?" "I want to destroy her life, slowly. It's much more exciting than me killing her right away." Kenzo then noticed Matteo's hand which was moving his chess piece from where it was originally. Matteo looks really good at this strategy game. And when it was Kenzo's turn, he gave Matteo a sly grin. "I'm gonna sell that bitch at my Club, and I'm gonna make her a striptease dancer there." "She will definitely not survive with all of that. And after that, she will end her own life voluntarily," said Kenzo again.

"Far from it to be honest. We are bound to traveling through the realm of the Immaterium." "Immaterium?" "Imagine the worst possible hellish realm filled with ancient creatures hungering for your soul scratching at the hull. Try, if you can, to imagine that and you have a happy view of what you have to face when reaching your destination. Every voidsman fears Warp travel, the sane ones anyway." A short silence fell over the men, only to be broken by the static of incoming transmissions. "Unknown Vessel, Identify yourself immediately!" "This is commander Price of the BS Invictus 92nd Battlegroup here to reinforce 212 and 327, Alpha and Bravo, squadrons. Sending ID codes now" Price said while

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

The entry was marked Omega Phase. "Do it," Lydia said. Her voice was flat. "Send it to every news outlet, every social feed, and every government terminal in the hemisphere. Don't leave a single corner of the internet clean." "If I hit 'Send,' there’s no going back," Case warned. "Voss Corp will be dead in an hour, but they’ll send everything they have left to stop the signal." "They’re already coming," June said. She stood by the window, peering through a gap in the steel shutters. She held the pistol with a steady hand. "Black SUVs just turned onto the wharf. They aren't the police."

“I don’t want you going anywhere alone.” “I’ll be fine. Please.” Taylah insisted, her hands clenching the flower crown as she walked away. Meanwhile, on the other side, Ivano’s expression turned cold. “Find out why they’re here.” The man beside him nodded and handed over a tablet, explaining the situation in their company. “Phenomenal Games has been promoting their new game, which hasn’t even been released yet. On top of that, it looks very similar to ours and I doubt that they’ve copied our new game—they’ve pirated our theme.”

Chapter 25 Present Oog takes to the stage and mimics the actual band, "Lady-men and gentlemen, this is Dung Number 5!" I groan aloud when they start yet another of their annoying songs -- it's pure torture. I mean, it's really agonizing. I'm in the most pain I've ever been in my entire life, and this is me not being dramatic. Troy's man-flu has nothing on this.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

Vivan added showing madness in his voice however they very next after Ravan heard Aisha and his unborn child name from Vivan mouth he pounded on him and kicked his gun away from his hand and started punching him in his gut, Vivan to started landing hard punches in Ravan direction, in now time their fight grew extremely ugly also not a single guard of shabbier dared to entered his mansion as they all were aware of Ravan wrath. Ravan and Vivan kept landing several punches in each other direction until at one point where Ravan pulled out ‘khanda’ a double-edge straight sword which was placed on shabbier main wall as decorative art piece and pierced it straight through Vivan heart which got him