A Game Called Love Novels & Stories

Xolo asked,"why are you? When even I'm not." Nathan smirked. " People who see love are always sure of it than the people who actually are in love. It's called the love game. This game is played by not only the ones who love each other but it also involves the ones who are the bystanders. The game is a very difficult,fun and often dangerous game to play. Yet it must be played." Xolo wanted to ask what Nathan was talking about. But he just sighed,"I have to go now. Thanks for listening and giving me your strange advice."

’ “You know people in love usually start a conversation with things like ‘Hello love, how was your day?’” I chuckled dryly, “Hello baby girl, how was your day?” “Ugh,” she groaned, “you are no fun. So, I called like you asked.” “I called you Amara.” “Tomayto tomahto. The point is we are talking, and why did you want to talk?”

"But you're making love to another girl!" "Her? Oh no, you misunderstand. This is Daphne, a good friend of mine, and this is a game we've been playing since we were kids. We're not making love, just goofing around. It's only sex. It doesn't mean anything. I only make love to you, Lily. I love you with all my heart. Remember the rules? We both have to love each other more than anyone else possibly could? I still love you more than anything, and I guarantee you you'll never find someone who loves you more than I do. Understand? I would never cheat on you because I love you. Take a seat, relax."

She cooled beneath him, her body still tingling from the aftershocks, while he kissed her neck tenderly, savoring the moment. “I love you so much” he murmured, running his hand through her hair and down her back. She said nothing, eyes closed, resting in silence. Inside, her thoughts spiraled. What kind of game was she really playing? What mask was she wearing? She felt overwhelmed by a swirl of emotions; pleasure, guilt, uncertainty. Was she truly pretending? She loved him, didn’t she? Yes, she did. And she enjoyed every moment with him. But was she also using him? Yes… yes, she was.

's better than she could ever have hoped for. "You gonna let him knock you up?" Alex Henry calls from behind the bar as she lights one of her signature cocktails on fire, and there is a cheer that runs through the rough-looking crowd. She shakes her head. "It's only been a month, Alex Henry." "He would have done it the first night he met you. He's in love with you." She wince internally. She doesn’t know if what they have is “love”—it’s certainly passion and companionship. She doesn’t know if they’re capable of it. “I’m not sure if that’s the right word for us.” “Oh, excuse me. Soulmates.” She can’t help but smile at her friend. “You’re impossible.” “Actually, I’m an understanding, incredibl

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

You could find anything and anyone on it as well as their whereabouts. “I want all the information about the Bloodlust Games. Everything ever recorded, everything ever put out about the contest” I said looking at the computer that started bringing out the information inside it. Everything about the games were in front of us on all the nine screens that were there. Valerie was the only screen showing a loading button.

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

“I'm telling you because I love you and I wouldn't want you to be hurt. I see you very excited for that guy, and it can be seen from leagues that he is a player.” “A what?” I frown. “A player! One of those who only seek casual sex, have a good time, use you and then… if I've seen you I don't remember.” “Well, I don't think I'm just a game for Daniel,” I tell her. “Harper.” She puts a hand on my shoulder. “I can't help looking at said hand with some annoyance. Do not fool yourself. When women fall in love, we seek to exalt that person who makes us sigh and...”

Remi replied and walked with Chloe. Both of them went to different kinds of games and rides. They played a mini basketball game, rode a roller coaster, a carnival car bumpers, ate some ice cream, went for a donut boat ride, and rests while going for a tourist sightseeing of the park. As they were walking, they came across another game, “You ladies! Wanna give a shot in my game?” A guy who manages a shooting game was inviting them. Remi looks at Chloe’s exciting expression as it was focused on the teddy bear prize. She thought to herself, Hmmm, does she want that? And draws out her hand to the mister, “Hey, old man. I wanna give it a go.” The mister was insulted and thought to himself, I’m in