Worm Gamer Novels & Stories

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

He simply landed on the bed in two lightning-fast jumps literally a couple of centimeters from me. She gasped in surprise and tried to move away. “I don’t advise you to move at all now,” Yang said with a hoarse growl. Such an immense fire of incomprehensible origin raged in the black eyes that I did not even think to be insolent in response again. — Are you taking any medications? The werewolf surprised me once again. Since I am a wrong, but still a werewolf, I am not deprived of regeneration, and from this I concluded that he is interested in the only type of drugs that I might need, due to my peculiarity.

He’s just my boss. Sure. He sent a winking emoji, For now. Think of how lovely you’ll look on the front page of a magazine together! I laughed. I could just picture it. Whore and Warhammer Heir: Love, Lust, and Rebellion I grinned as another headline came to mind, imagining him sitting behind the official desk of the Warhammer pack’s alpha and her seated on the desk with little more than her underwear on. Werewolves in Trouble– Warhammer’s Luna A Whore

Majority of the campers are boys because game addiction is their thing – to be exact, Dungeon Raydens-addiction. Dungeon Raydens is a sandbox-style MMORPG that’s a one-stop-shop for a lot of things. Kate remembers that, when Ecto was still around (darn, it hurt to think that), they did almost everything there except PvP and the MOBA-esque Battle Royale end game, which Ecto abhorred for their violence.

Just a few hours back, she had been falling head over heels with him, and now she was cold as ice in his presence. “You need someone to back you up and we are willing to do that,” a man said. “My name is Hubert King. All the werewolves do not want the resort opened even Morgenstern. The only reason he is playing along is because he feels bad for you. You recently lost your mother after losing a father five years ago, a father who was his friend. If he is to chase you, you will be broken but trust me, he is capable of organising the wolves to destroy that building without your knowledge.” “Why should I believe you?”

The sky burned blinding white, the game’s rendering engine struggling to process the sheer volume of particle effects flooding the zone. "Wraith! The absolute shield is regenerating!" Kara yelled over the squad comms. Her avatar, the rogue hacker known as Jinx, was glitching violently on a floating slab of debris. Her hands were a localized blur of motion as she cast disruption hexes, her fingertips trailing glowing green strings of raw code that lashed out to slow the boss's impenetrable defense matrix. "You have a three-second window before the wipe mechanic triggers! If we wipe now, we lose the twelve-hour progression!" Ren Walker—known to millions across the global leaderboards simply as

His eyes hinted at amusement, and I raised an eyebrow in question. “Why?” “Have you seen the game?” I shifted my gaze to the screen, taking a few seconds to observe the gameplay demonstration before realizing which game I had chosen. My eyes moved up to the screen, where the name of the game was written. The letters were printed in red with rough edges and a blood-like dripping effect. WEREWOLF HUNTER. “Shoot,” I muttered. I fell silent for a moment before bursting into laughter. Andrew laughed along with me, and we exchanged glances while holding our stomachs, laughing until a tear appeared in the corner of my eye.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

Ares protests, he’s been team Black Wolf since the guy started taking part in these games. They’re both in masks, and although some of these games are streamed, there are certain tournaments which are not streamed and the only way to watch them is through audio commentary or to buy tickets and actually go see these games. One day… one day I’m going to go to one of these games! My list of 'one days' is indeed growing. “Fuck!” I growl when Black Wolf spins around and slashes through Scorpio’s chest. “Argh! Get up!” The doorbell rings and my eyes flash.