Afk Game Novels & Stories

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.

His mother shook her head, then she stroked Kenzo's cheek gently, "Are you waiting for Alice?" Kenzo groaned, then he covered his face which looked frustrated. "I hope Alice doesn't forget about today, Mom!" Agatha laughed, "Alice will never forget, Kenzo. After all, Mommy already invited their family, right?" said Agatha paused for a moment, "maybe Alice is just a little while preparing her appearance for you, dear!" Kenzo lowered his hand from his face, he stared closely at his mother. "Yeah, I almost forgot about it, Mom," said Kevin, then he smiled sweetly at his mother. "Alice never put on her face, Mom!"

If they stopped playing, they lost everything. "An Alternate Reality Game," Ren lied, weaving the perfect gamer rationalization to blind them both. He looked at Kara, his eyes intense and unyielding. "Think about it, Kara. Aegis Innovations is preparing to take the Vanguard server public next year. They are running the biggest, most expensive viral marketing campaign in gaming history." Leo blinked, lowering his drink. "Wait. You think Aegis is faking the news feeds?"

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.