Vrmmorpg Novels & Stories

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by.

I opened my eyes, the rusty ceiling and the faint smell of dirt on my room greeting me an early morning. I got up from my dirty mattress which is my bed and walked towards the tilted window allowing the sun to shine all over me. The early birds chirping outside greeting me on the starting of the day. "AMARA" my mom shouted warning me to wake up and get started with my work. I sighed. Already knowing that the day will be a hectic one.

ep Beep…. Beep Beep…. Beeep Beeep….’ I was busy wiping my flowing nose when my cell phone stared to vibrate ‘Who woke up to disturb my sleep so early in the morning’ I spoke in my mind and lifted my lazy body to check my screen ‘Aaa…ooo Danger Alert’ my sub conscious spoke, my mobile screen flashed name of none other ‘RAVAAN’, I was entirely distress to see his name flashing on my screen ‘PICK UP, IF YOU DON’T WANT TO TAKE BATH IN RIVER AGAIN’ my sub conscious replied and immediately answered his call “Hello!” I said in my hoarse voice while wiping my nose but there was no response from his end , after silence of couple of second he spoke “What happed to your voice?” Ravan questioned me “Wha

"We only have just over four days left until the full moon." "Don't worry they will be fine and will get here as soon as they can." Asher says not looking quite convinced of that himself. The ritual will be held literally in the middle of nowhere. We drive for hours to get there. When we finally arrive there are quite a few tents set up. Well this is not the finest place we have slept but it is better than sleeping outside. A few of the tents are pure black out tents, specifically designed for the Vampires to stay in to keep the sun out during the day.

I noticed that while I was involved with Corrine's e-mail, the train had started to to walk. Cell phone signal was poor inside this steel capsule and I would have a better chance of talking when arriving at the next station. Besides, it was only six in the morning in Vancouver. I quickly ended the virtual invitation and closed my computer. It was better to have coffee in the morning. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Although I had only slept a few hours, the great sex gave a beautiful color to my face. I put lipstick on to match the Betsey Johnson blouse and a

" kelvin's PoV " Immediately I saw the dead horse I could tell it was something big. I walk down into the big dark room I didn't know it has a room as big as this. If I was a normal human, I won't have seen were I was going at night. But as a werewolf I could see every step I took. It wasn't yet night though, it was just 11 :00 am in the morning, But the darkness filled the big room or more like a big hall.

He had to win this fight for his son. Mark and 2Pac were now facing each other like two boxers in the ring. 2Pac and Mark were standing inside a room called a Virtual Materialization Simulator. The Virtual Materialization Simulator, or VMS, was a computer-operated room. The room could produce a realistic simulated environment using tiny 3D printer lasers built into the room’s ceiling and its four massive white walls.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

Well, let’s just say she’s caught my interest, and I’m not the only one. Her being a target was inevitable. I hate to say it, but it’s a long ride, and we’re pretty strict as far as fucking with one another. Don’t get me wrong. I have just as many strict rules against harming humans, but as the only source of blood if not entertainment, no escaping that the human would be singled out sooner or later. Her opening her lovely purple eyes, obviously aware of the vamps watching her, only to close them again, amuses me. Ill-advised as the behavior is, it’s clear she’s willing herself to disappear into the vomit worthy burgundy upholstery.

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.