Amari And The Great Game Novels & Stories

"I'm here to stay, Vasilios. And I know what you feel. I know exactly what you feel. Come here." I opened my arms and hugged him tightly. "Please stay forever." He mumbled softly. "As long as you don't do stupid stuff." "Does buying a High top sneaker for Amari count as stupid?" He asked, still hugging me. "Tell me it's not the Giuseppe one. Those cost almost five hundred bucks." "That's the one." "Vasilios!" Jill Malik P.O.V "Happy birthday, Amari!" I can't believe that my baby girl is three years old today. She's growing up so fast.

Now that I had confronted her and reminded everyone of her vile act, Whitney could no longer hold her head up in public. As she walked past me, she huffed, "I'll be honest with you, Ingrid. I want Samuel, and I will have him." I shrugged nonchalantly and quipped, "Do as you please." The banquet drew to an end without any other issues. After I finalized the partnership with Melvin, Neil helped me see him out. I was planning to book a room on the top floor to get some rest when a waiter approached me with a small card. "A gentleman requests your presence, Ms. Sutherland."

“My daddy! Mine!” “You need to give her a sibling to play with,” Jemima said with a cackle as Cahir and I grew more and more flustered at Amaris’ cries. “That’s what I’m trying to work on,” Cahir said dryly. “Baby-“ He tried to coax Amaris but she burst into tears. He gave me a resigned look and Jemima continued to laugh. In the end, there was no ice cream. Amaris fell asleep clutching my mate, her tears staining his shirt.

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

“I did. Remember? You just didn't catch on. Besides what would you have done? Lock me up and claim protection? I'm not Elara Monroe, Damien. You know that version of me died alongside my son.” “That’s not protection, that’s—” “Control?” she finished, eyebrow arched though he couldn’t see it. He was quiet again, the kind of quiet that meant his next words would matter. “Amara,” he said, “listen to me very carefully. Whatever game this man is playing, you don’t want to be in it. He’s not like the others.” She leaned against the window frame, voice lowering. “Then tell me what he is.” A beat.

A viper with venom left. “Why now?” he asked. “Why come to me after all these years, girl?” “I want the truth.” “And what will you do with it? Truth doesn’t raise the dead. It doesn’t save your soul.” “I don’t want salvation,” Amara said quietly. “I want names. And I want blood.” Milo’s eyes gleamed. “Then you’ll have to earn it.” The rules were simple: a game of deception, staged inside the old ruins beneath the Alhambra. If Amara survived the night, he would give her what she came for — everything Isabel never told her.

she giggled, pointing at me. "That's the last rule. If you don't meet your mate in your first year, you have to come again until you do. But this year, I hope we'll be having a special guest," Bella said. "I hear that he's never come to one of these parties before," another girl named Gana, who was the pack gamma's daughter, joined in the conversation. It seemed she knew who Bella was talking about. "So, he's like our age?" I asked. "No! He's like 30, much older," I blinked, "that means he hasn't found his mate? What makes him special?" I asked.

To be honest, I was not happy about it. "What's the matter?" I asked coldly. "Cyril, Liam has been taken away by some people. They said if we don't pay back the money, they'll cut off his hands." "Who are these people? How could someone like Liam owe anyone money?" She sniffed and wiped her nose. "We got involved in the adult live-streaming industry through chance. We made a lot of money easily at first. Once we had some capital, Liam grew increasingly greedy for more. Eventually, he got into gambling.

Eventually my sobs subsided and I looked up to see Amari. I had only one word to describe him. He looked broken. What would I do if Darwin was in Lily’s shoes? My heart squeezed and Drusilla howled painfully at just the thought. I gently disengaged from Katrina and sidled up to him. “Hey,” I whispered as I layed my hand softly on his arm. He jumped at the touch and turned to stare at me with wide eyes. “He used wolfsbane,” Amari whispered crazily as he shook his head like his wolf was in shock at almost losing his mate so soon after finding her.

He loved games and everything else wasn’t necessary for him. After years of parting from the game world he made a nice come back in the industry and conquered the world of players again. The years didn’t stained his skills and he was still very good. True, the chair at the top was nice and comfy however, for him it wasn’t enough. The thrill had fade and everything fell apart. He wasn’t satisfied. Not until then he came across the game ‘Arc of SHION’ … In the vast forest of Lunu, prospers a thick bamboo forest. The spring had come and the leaves were lush green. Many birds sang in the wind as the bamboos gently shook in the air leaving a trail of falling leaves in the air.