All For The Game Book Series Novels & Stories

We've only just began. This story can end in a thousand ways possible. In this so called game, there can only be one winner. Welcome to the final level. Players, on your marks! Get set... go! ⚘ end ⊹ of ⊹ season 1 ·································································································································· NOVEMBER 2022

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

They all seemed to mock how blind I'd been. My chat history with Josephine still contained nothing but bank transfers. Somewhere along the way, she'd gone from telling me everything to not even sending a simple good morning message. Every text I sent disappeared into the void without so much as a reply. The day I was supposed to leave, someone started pounding on my door. I opened it to find Owen standing there alone. "What's wrong—" Before I could finish, Owen's fists slammed into my leg over and over, forcing me backward.

She doesn't even get a chance to open her bag or write in her diary before the lecturer screams at them to open their books. So, she takes her favourite therapy method and disguises it inside her book. She randomly starts doodling. There are so many things to write. Dear Diary… The way he looked at her last night. He genuinely stared. And the things he said. She starts scratching his name again. Over and over, filling the margin until the ink runs thick. D.O.R.I.A.N Then, the glowing eyes… The way he could track her pulse… There’s the enemy complication. So many intricate puzzles to solve. So little time.

Alliances. And secrets buried far too deep. The game had not fully begun. But everyone was already on the board. **To be continued…**

My heart skipped a beat when he put his hands on the wall and leaned close to me, ripping my strength to replace it with his intoxication. "Miss Beth." He whispered huskily, completing his sentence, moving his face so close to mine. I shuddered as I could feel his malicious plans under my fingernails, stirring my mind. "What game?" I asked in a whisper, not liking this at all but his offer was too good to resist. He let out a low yet dark chuckle and moved to my neck and spoke up in a whisper, "For the next ten minutes, I will seduce you and if the word 'Please' escaped your lips. You lose."

Her voice was gone. Only the shard of broken glass on the floor still faintly shimmered where she had been. From the crowd, someone whispered, “Maybe this is some trick by the professor…” No one responded. Because a question had begun to rise inside everyone — If this is a game… then how does it end? Suddenly, a laugh echoed from the back row. Rishabh. Always smiling. Always the one who made fun of everything. He stood up and said casually, “Why are you all so scared? Come on, yaar. This is just a psychological game.

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

"Maybe the Strongs and Jerry can give her enough cock to satisfy her, sir? We don't mind providing the quid pro quo, though we might need to bring Lucas with us if it's after Julia delivers. The extra care givers here will help us look after him. You and your father could plug two of her holes again. He seems to enjoy this mouthy slave and I'm sure she'd earn another good spanking. She's spent most of the last day with a red ass." "Oh, tell me about the poker game, sir," Dawn said. "It sounds like fun." I explained the rules of the Thursday night game to her. "Fuck me, Master Scott, I'm juicing up," Dawn said. "Could you sell me for the entire night?" We all laughed. Dawn was incorrigible. "

I replied. "I've thought of taking a female slave for myself," she said. "As the owner of one, I can recommend it," I replied. Lisa won next and I was pleasuring my sister slave. As a slave herself, Lisa climaxed before her two minutes was up, the first to cum at the table. Ed won next and I soon found my lips stretching over his tool. I had to leave him unfinished. Regina won again and this time she climaxed. The games were running pretty even at the start. By the time my service was finished, only the two women had climaxed, none of the men receiving enough stimulation to cum.