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LOGINI thought losing my cheating husband was the worst day of my life. I was wrong. My name is Maya Winters, and I spent six years trying to make Damien Cross love me. Six years being the perfect wife to a billionaire who looked at me like I was invisible. Then he brought home his secret daughter and her mother, handed me divorce papers, and destroyed what was left of my stupid heart. Two weeks later, I lost our baby—the one he never knew about until it was too late. I thought my life was over. Turns out, it actually was. Now I'm trapped in something called THE SURVIVAL GAME with twelve other dead people, including my ex-husband. We have to survive forty days of deadly children's games. Red Light Green Light. Hide and Seek. Simple games with one terrible rule: lose and you die for real. But that's not even the worst part. One of us is a spy working for the Game Master. One of us is making sure people die. And I have no idea who to trust—especially not Damien, who keeps looking at me like he actually cares now that we're both fighting for our lives. The prize for winning? One wish for anything I want. Money. Power. Revenge. Or even a second chance at the love that destroyed me. Forty days. Thirteen players. Only one winner. Game on. Warning: This story contains mature themes, violence, and intense situations. Recommended for readers 18+.
View MoreDAMIENI lay on my bunk staring at the ceiling, but all I could see was Maya's face when she told me about the baby.Our baby.The baby I killed without even knowing it existed.My hands were still shaking. I pressed them against my chest, trying to stop the trembling, but it didn't work. Nothing worked. The image of Maya's angry, hurt face kept playing in my mind like a movie I couldn't turn off."I already lost the baby. Thanks for killing your child without even trying."Her words hit harder than any punch I'd ever taken. And I'd taken plenty in my life—from my father, from business rivals, from people who wanted to see me fail. But nothing hurt like this.I had destroyed everything. My marriage. My wife. My child.And for what? I was the biggest fool alive. No, I was worse than a fool. I was a monster.Across the room, I could see Maya lying on her bunk. That guy, Kai, had gone back to his own bed, but I could tell Maya felt safer now. Protected by him, because she didn't feel sa
MAYA"Attention, players!" the voice boomed. "Please gather in the center of the room. It's time for your evening briefing."We all moved toward the center, forming a loose crowd. The giant screen flickered to life, showing our faces again. But this time, some of the squares were red with X marks through them.The dead ones.I quickly counted the green squares. Two thousand and twelve survivors out of four thousand.Almost two thousand people had died today."Congratulations on surviving Day One!" the voice chirped. "You've proven you have what it takes to compete. Now, let me tell you about tomorrow's game."Everyone held their breath, waiting.The screen changed to show children playing in a circle, passing something between them."Tomorrow, you will play a classic game," the voice announced. "Hot Potato! I'm sure you all remember this one. You stand in circles and pass a ball. When the music stops, whoever is holding the ball is out. Simple, right?"Nobody responded. We all knew th
I waited for the pain. Waited for the bullet to pierce through me. Waited to die.But nothing happened; instead, I heard a gunshot, followed by a loud thud.Slowly, I opened my eyes. The doll wasn't staring at us with those empty black holes.I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. We were alive. Somehow, we were still alive."GREEN LIGHT."I didn't waste a second. I jumped forward and slammed my hand against the red door. The metal was cold and solid under my palm. Damien's hand hit it at the exact same moment.We were both safe.The door swung open on its own, and I stumbled through, my legs shaking so badly I almost fell. Other people were streaming in behind us, all gasping and crying.I collapsed against the wall and looked back through the doorway. Hundreds of people were still out there, some were still frozen, while others were trying to reach safety.A timer appeared on the screen above the doll: 30 seconds remaining."Run!" someone screamed from inside. "Just run!"S
MAYAI woke up with a splitting headache.My eyes felt heavy, like someone had glued them shut. I forced them open and blinked at the bright lights above me. Where was I?The bus. I was still on the bus. But it wasn't moving anymore.I sat up slowly, my body feeling weird and tingly. Around me, the other passengers were waking up too, groaning and rubbing their eyes."What happened?" a woman's voice asked."We were drugged," a man said. "That song... it knocked us out."I looked around for Damien and found him in the back, already awake. He was staring out the window with a strange look on his face.The bus doors suddenly hissed open."Everyone off the bus," a cheerful female voice announced through the speakers. "You have sixty seconds to exit, or the bus will explode. Have a wonderful day!""She did not just say explode," a woman in a nurse's uniform whispered behind me."MOVE!" someone shouted, and suddenly everyone was pushing and shoving toward the exit and running toward a large
MAYAI stared at the pregnancy test in my trembling hands, watching the two pink lines blur through my tears. Six years. Six years of being the perfect wife to Damien Cross, the coldest billionaire in New York City, and this tiny plus sign was supposed to be my victory.I pressed a hand against my flat stomach, hope fluttering like a desperate bird in my chest. Maybe now he would finally look at me the way he looked at his business deals, with actual interest. Maybe now he would love me.The bedroom door slammed downstairs. I quickly hid the test in my pocket and rushed to the mirror, fixing my messy hair and wiping my tears. Damien hated it when I looked weak."Maya!" His voice boomed through our mansion. Cold. Always so cold.I hurried downstairs, my heart pounding. "I'm here. How was your trip to..."The words died in my throat.Damien stood in the foyer, but he wasn't alone. A beautiful woman with perfect red lips and a tight black dress clung to his arm. But that wasn't what made
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