Adult Visual Games Novels & Stories

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

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

She bent beside her closet, fished something out from under it, and returned with a grin. “Ta-da!” Ava leaned forward and gasped. “What’s this?” “It’s a board game,” Aurora said proudly, setting it up on the bed. “I’m sure you’ll love it.” Ava’s brows pinched in confusion. “Isn’t this an adult game?” Aurora smirked. “Then that means I’m an adult. And FYI, I’ve been playing this since I was four.” Ava stared, baffled. “Are you serious?”

I called into the empty space behind the containers. "I think a federal judge will be very interested in this recording." The next second, blinding tactical lights flared to life from all directions, instantly illuminating the warehouse. Countless red laser dots blossomed on their chests, a swarm of angry red ants crawling over my parents' astonished faces.

She let go of the railing and swayed toward him. "It's a game. The gender of the avatar doesn't matter to the game play. The armor was right though, which I appreciated." He was aware a lot of people were grumbling about the male characters appearing onscreen as female. All he wanted was a mindless escape at the end of a long day, and the Drudge games were a good way to scratch that itch. "The armor was all Crystal."

Book 1: Their Kinky games *Amber* "Well darling, tell me, is there anyone special in your life right now ?". Matt looked up at her as she was pacing his living-room. Amber had never really been good at sitting still for long, she always needed to move... to do things. She snorted at him with disdain, rolling her green eyes. "Really Matt ? You know there isn't, has there ever been anyone special in my life ?" "Maybe it's time then, to settle down, to become conventional and all that. But okay let me rephrase it then, are you fucking anyone regularly at the moment then ?" He said grinning.

The sound of the hit echoed through the arcade, and people started turning, whispering, watching. Sebastian wiped his mouth, looking at the smear of blood on his thumb, then back at me with that infuriating half-smile. “Still got that temper, huh? I almost missed it.” His words came out lazy, teasing, but his eyes—his damn eyes—were daring me to swing again. “You think this is a fucking game?” I barked, shoving him back once more. The arcade machine behind him rattled with the impact. “What’s your problem, bro? What the fuck do you actually want from me, man?”

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

Keon sat in the low glow of his gaming room, eyes glued to the monitor as his fingers danced across the keyboard and mouse. The rhythmic clicking echoed through the room, the sound of rapid-fire shots and explosions filling the air as he maneuvered his character through an intense solo match. On the screen, his avatar weaved through enemy fire, jumping between platforms and dodging obstacles in a futuristic, high-tech battlefield—a game that required not just skill but lightning-fast reflexes.

But not without side whispers, curious about the woman that came with the devil tycoon. The suffocating feeling in my chest had not fully settled. My gown tangled up with my heels and I stumbled forward. “Slow”. His grip on me tightened instantly, pulling me back to my side before I fell. As we got to the empty space, I felt someone coming behind us. Clap! clap! clap. “ I must say Congratulations to you”. I turned to the sickly disgusting voice and saw Vincenzo staring at me wide eyed, smiling, as he continued. “The game was such a good one. It's been a while since I've had so much fun. Or what do you think, Miss Grey?”.