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Classmancers - A MOBA Esport Story

Imagine a shonen sports story. But, it’s not about baseball or soccer. No, this one is about playing a MOBA video game! And no, it’s neither League of Legends nor DotA. A BRAND NEW ORIGINAL MOBA, the one MOBA to rule them all - Classmancers! The game has become so big, that even schools recognize it as a sport. They even allow students to participate in Classmancers clubs and compete against other schools! Who will be the one going to nationals!? ------------------------------------- For Yuel, a team sport is like a chessboard that comes to life. There’s no greater fun than deconstructing every opponent and predicting twenty of their moves in advance. And, Classmancers is the ideal stage for such psychological warfare, for it’s a sport in which game theory reigns supreme. At least, usually, it does. There are also goofs like Lars, who got -200 IQ, yet boast godlike mechanical skill that triumphs against all odds. He’s like your typical OPMC which a cheat, except the cheat does nothing for his intellect. Yuel and Lars are like water and fire. In other words, 100% compatible! That’s why they form an unlikely duo and set out to dominate Classmancers’ competitive scene! However, to challenge their OPness, the two will run into rivals who are just as OP! Some of them will turn their teammates immune to Yuel’s psychological attacks, while others will redirect Lars’s almighty strength against himself. In this harsh environment, the two will keep struggling, struggling, and struggling some more, following their promise to reach the pro scene. ------------------------------------- NOTE: Since the site doesn't support italics yet, I'll be using [text] tags for thoughts in this version of the story. If you're enjoying the story, please upvote it on TopWebFiction! http://topwebfiction.com/vote.php?for=classmancers RELEASE SCHEDULE: Monday. One chapter a week. GAME WIKI: https://classmancers.wikia.com/ HOMEPAGE: https://darkclaymore.wordpress.com/classmancers/ PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/darkclaymore You can read up to 3 chapters ahead on Patreon.
DarkClaymore · 1.8M Views

THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESTINY. Flirting with Fate

Ever since James Barrington the third was a small child, he hated being told what to do. Yes, he was a rebel, a wild child. His mother died when he was in his teens, barely fourteen and his father… Well, suffice to say, he tried his best to tame James, make him into his image. He failed. Miserably. The more he pushed, the more James pulled. Then there was his grandfather. James’ father was his clone. To top it all off, he was the only child. The heir to the Barrington billions. Now his grandfather and father were setting an ultimatum. Give up his philandering and wild ways, get married and take over Barrington Enterprises. Or face being disinherit-ed. Even arranged for him to meet Marcy Davenport, eldest daughter of Richard Davenport, one of the richest and most influential families in Westwood. He loved his freedom he was twenty-six for heaven sakes. So, James being the rebel he was, promised himself to marry the first woman he runs into who didn’t know him from a bar of soap, just to shut the old men up. Destiny Johnson is a girl from the other side of the track. Growing up in a poor neighborhood, Destiny was used to having very little. Now she lives in a trailer park and works at a convenience store. James sets out to turn her into the perfect girl to impress his grandfather and father, the James’s as he calls them. But as he tries to change Destiny to fit his mold, she is slowly changing his universe around. With her different outlook on the world, she slowly reels James in, making him into the man he was meant to be. Call it fate or call it Karma… An accidental meeting changed both their lives in an instant.
Charmeleon · 12.5K Views

Why Do You Love Me?

Species War Quintet Book 2: Why Do You Love Me After the Death of his Family, Vincent D. Gutierrez swore himself that he will honor their memories, he will fulfill his Uncle's promise to become a Novelist, Youtuber, and Pro Player. He dreamed to become the Greatest Player in League of Legends and Dota 2 in the whole world yet he needed to train every day to claim that title however he trained, trained harder, just to achieve his goal. and now he has reached his dream to become the greatest pro player and a novelist still his heart was not satisfied with the things he accomplished for that he was searching for answers that he was a human being? did he deserve this? why does life hate him? One day, the death of his grandmother suddenly change Vincent's life he decided to go back from his old life, an ex-hitman or former assassin. When will the broken soul and heart be healed? Will he be saved from his own demons or fall from his eternal darkness. One day there is one 'girl' who was destined to become his lover, somehow she hated him for all the things he did to her ever since they met Vincent wanted to change for what he has done, he was searching answers for all his life since he was 5 years old on the bright side he already fell in love with her since they become childhood friends yet he something he didn't know so that he swore himself to change for what he has done in this past years, become a better man for his future children and wife as well. Will he achieve his goal to become a better man? will he honor his families' memories? will the girl that he loved will love him back and erase the hatred on her heart? in fact, she was hating him ever since? will he be achieved this goal? With the help of his brother and friends to find Vincent the right path towards his destiny. (Hello Guys if you like and enjoy this novel, please leave a rate, donate power stones and share this for your friends, that's all seen ya!)
lysmork0902 · 34.6K Views

The wolfs mate

Max locks the door behind them and crouches down next to Marcy they are both shaking. Max lifts her phone and notices that Dexter hung up. The girls are locked inside with no way of knowing what is happening outside of the bathroom door. They know the wolves have arrived, they are there to try and protect them because they can hear howling and screaming coming from right outside the door. Marcy held Max as she cries quietly into her shoulder and they both slide down the bathroom wall to crouch on the floor. The screams and banging continue from outside the door and it sounds like the whole house is going to cave in at any moment. After the girls huddle there for what feels like hours the house suddenly goes quiet. Marcy looks at Max and asks "where is Ian, do you think he knows?" Max hugs her tight and looks around the bathroom as if she is trying to figure out their next move. "Max" Dexter yells from downstairs. Max slides herself across the bathroom floor and places her hand on the door. "It's gonna be okay" max says and lifts herself off the bathroom floor and then swings the door open ready to Sprint down the stairs to Dexter, but Max is met with Ian's gaze instead. His eyes no longer an emerald green they are now a dark mossy color filled with hear and rage only enhanced by the hunters blood on his cruel twisted face. "I'm gonna go see who needs my help" max stammers as she ducks around Ian who was looking through her and right at Marcy any ways. "Marcy" Ian says as he moves twords the woman who is still curled up shaking involuntarily in the corner of the bathroom floor. He reaches out his hand to help her up "are you okay?" Marcy looks up to meet his gaze and nods her head reaching up to his extended hand. Ian pulls Marcy out of the floor and can read the shock on her face. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay.
Taylor_Cornish · 25K Views

The Long Life of a Vampires Wife

She came to a jolting halt when she saw Duke Marcus climbing the stairs to reach the next floor. Sir Nolan was nowhere to be seen. "Father!" She exclaimed, stopping at the bottom step. She clutched the railing in her hands as she gasped for air.  "Did you run to find me?" He asked with furrowed brows. He turned to look over his shoulder at her, a frown etched onto his aging face.  "Yes, it is urgent." Marci pressed. "If this is about Lord Reign-" He sighed out, but was immediately cut off. "You can not marry me to him!" Marci exclaimed, "Please! He is a vampire, I am human. It will never work. He will kill me."  "There's nothing I can do to stop it. You don't think I've tried, silly girl?" He climbed back down until he was in front of her.  Looking into his eyes, dread and unease settled into the pit of her stomach. As her belly ached, her hands clenched the railing like it was her lifeline. "But-" "But nothing. I've done everything I can to keep him away. He is a vampire, I could only do so much." He sighed.  "He will kill me," She repeated, hoping that one sentence was enough to get through to him. Her vision blurred as she blinked back unwanted tears.  He frowned at her, eyes not meeting her own as he stared at something behind her, "I'm sorry Marci. He will be back by nightfall. He'll be staying a while to begin courting you." The air was sucked from her lungs. "No!" She shouted. This was really happening to her. She was really going to become a Vampire Lord's wife. "Why must he come back? Why must I be sold like a slave?!"  Her head whipped to the side as a loud crack echoed the stairwell.  Her cheek stung, blood swelled under the skin. Her hands curled into the skirts of her dress and the tears in her eyes finally spilled over. Her face throbbed. "From now on, you will get the idea of being his wife as a happy image. There is nothing left for you to do." He said firmly.  *** Arranged to marry the Vampire Lord Reign Valentine, Marci did everything she could to get out of it. However, just when she came to terms that this was her fate, she learned there was more to her marriage than she originally thought. Her family claimed she was the answer to a war that was right around the corner. She didn't realize they meant it literally. UPDATED DAILY COVER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME CREDIT TO THE ARTIST PLEASE MESSAGE TO BE TAKEN DOWN
HarleyM · 14.3K Views

Shadows From Beyond

"She has a weak pulse." A strange voice said when Gwen began to regain conciseness, the hardwood floor of her apartment seemed to give way to the earthly smells of the burrow. "Intriguing." The dwarf stood over Gwen; his hands were rough as they held her head in his lap. "On three, 1, 2, 3" on three Gwen felt as if she was floating, it took a second for her body to register the Rigid Stretcher in conjunction with the cervical collar, head immobilizer, and restraint straps. "I do not know if you can hear me child, but pick one. Choose an anchor." The dwarf's words felt like instructions. Like he was trying to guide her. "Let's get her to the elevator, dispatch we have a female, 25 years old, head trauma." Gwen could not see what was going on; her vision was lost to the wash of bright lights and blood that covered her face. "Is she going to be okay?" Gwen recognized that voice, it was Marci, and she was in such distress Gwen could smell the mossy earth all around her; then the distinct smell of city air, filled with smog. She could swear she heard the gentle pops of the small fire that was present in the dwarf's manor, yet still feel the bumps of potholes. In one instant, Gwen could hear a loud ear-shattering siren, next the soft pleads of the old dwarf. Then nothing, all the sounds melted away. The perplexing images just stopped, and in that brief moment, everything seemed to become calm. She found comfort in that calm, and then she faded into the black.
HelmingGracias2021 · 24.4K Views
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