Adventure Games Novels & Stories

Once upon a time, in a different country, there lived a girl who wanted an adventure and dreamed of escaping from marrying someone who she didn't want to be with. So naturally, everyone at school thought that she would be prosperous and happy. But they have no idea what will happen, and they have no clue that the good fairy is watching the girl whose name is Belle Rose.

he pointed to me saying "This Is laura "that is Sophia"She added shifting his finger to Sophia Wow only him got it right Finally the game came to its end and Eunice said "The winner of this game is Xander Cole and The Woman,I don't know her name..The woman in the Temple..Both of them now have the opportunity to ask anything of the Cole's".. "These ladies must be related..They confused everyone"A man said from the crowd I and Sophia stepped down from the podium..Everyone was eating and drinking..The hired dancers was dancing to entertain Everyone

"You have not to be the only one on your ship Pirate. Captain Babbosa said, and shouted about ten names of his crew. He asked them to meet Salazar on his ship. They all did as he said and the two ships sails towards the same direction. It feels so cool as I see the two ships sailing together to the same direction. Seems so fun to me, just like a Java game I used to play before I got to high school. Then I was about ten to thirteen years when I used to play the game. The game is one of the hardest and very interesting Java games I have ever played. Ark Of War, it is called I suppose. I never finished the third chapter of the game till I stopped using the phone that my mom bought me another p

"I raced drones. The reflexes from racing make piloting a mech easy. It's like a big game to me!" "Everything's a game to you, Kitt!" Alyx remarked, eliciting a round of chuckles from the table. "Alright, Alyx," Kedrick replied, "then it's your turn to play. Tell Dan here what you did to get so good with a long-range weapon." "Embroidery," Alyx replied. The table was silent.

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

“That’s why you sent Kai away, is it not?” I offered a thin smile in response and held out my arm. She took it. "What were you and Kai talking about?” I ignored the guests trying to catch my attention on our way out the door. I’d reached my small talk quota for the night. "Andromeda. The constellation,” Vivian clarified. She gestured at the hyper-realistic projection splashed across the glass dome. Different constellations twinkled down at us, including Andromeda. The projection was scientifically inaccurate since many of the constellations depicted wouldn’t appear together in the same place, but fantasy trumped reality at Valhalla.

“Your baggage is my baggage. And mine is yours.” Archer runs his hand over my hair. “You don’t have any baggage.” “I do,” I insist. “And I’d feel better if I confessed.” Archer purses his lips, trying not to laugh. “Should I prepare myself for the skeletons in your closet?” “Just don’t judge me.” “I’ll do my best.” “I used to be really into competitive robot fighting. Like really into it.” Archer looks at me, blinks, and raises an eyebrow. “That’s a real thing?”

he said, and suddenly the air felt strange. Everyone around me started whispering, turning to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I froze. The Mate Games. I’ve heard stories, like everyone else. Old tales. Fables meant for children. Girls pulled from villages to compete for the hand of a royal heir. Magic and power and fate all tangled into one big, unbelievable mess. But that’s all they were. Stories. Until now. “They say the heir has the rarest kind of wolf,” a woman beside me whispered to her friend. “Unbound. Untouched by bond. Free.”

She looked away from him and stared thoughtfully at the pond. She'd taken the plunge to make this trip solo. Having finally broken free from her dead-end job and her stagnant relationship. She was 27, single and travelling abroad. When she boarded the plane in Sydney she told herself that she wanted a real adventure, and should the opportunity present itself; she wouldn't hesitate. Callum looked like an adventure. "You live here in the city?" "Temporarily. For the duration of my current job. Then home to Scotland. And you?" "Visiting. My first time."