Better Half Game Novels & Stories

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."

“Basically a party announcing if the baby is a boy or girl. You don’t tell anyone until the end, and you pop a balloon with pink or blue confetti in it or something.” “And it’s a thing people do now?” “Yeah. If you have a halfway decent I*******m following and you don’t do one, people will wonder what’s wrong with you.” Archer chuckles. “I don’t really care either way. Any excuse to have a party is good in my book. Do you want to have one?”

I tell him. He smiles and nods, then he says, “That will be nice. Thank you, Luna. you are not a bad sister or twin, you are the best and I would not have anyone else as my other half,” he tells me. We end the conversation and focus back on the game. Blake is winning now. I smile and nudge him, “Are you cheating?” I ask him.

A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center. "This is how the game works, when you pick a number out of this ten piece of paper; then spin the bottle on the floor, whoever the bottom of the bottle face will be your partner for whatever you have picked. Either a boy or girl; it does not matter." She said and smirked I was Already having a bad feeling about the game but i decided to play along for once. "So who is going first?" Kelly asked Tala "I will!" A guy answered... So he picked a number among the ten piece of paper on the floor.

Eden said and Malakai laughed, that meant yes it still hurt. "Then you wouldn't mind round 2. I can't get enough of you." Malakai said as he nuzzled his head in Eden's stomach. "We had a round 2 yesterday, and a 3, and a 4 and I'm pretty sure a 5 too. Now move before my food burns because of you." Eden said and pushed Malakai back so she could jump off the counter leaving a pouting Malakai. They seemed like the perfect couple, domestic as hell. But love that you get so easily, is it even love?

And we wonder why we all can't get along. The game was close. At the half, my verdant fellows were leading by a mere two points over Soraya's mandarin men. I got up to use the bathroom and got us a couple sodas. My parents, who'd barely been speaking since the so-called 'cookie- gate' both waved goodnight and went upstairs. I flicked off the light before sitting back down for the second half.

He asked while I tried to pretend I didn't want to rip his head off. "I'm great, James. You're saying all the right things," I responded, feigning a smile on my face as I began to walk back to the party, pulling him along so I wouldn't seem rude. We were alone on the balcony, and I didn't want him to get more ideas to excite him. He was an alpha, and even if I could defend myself very well, it would be difficult to take him on, considering his strength and speed. I wouldn't even want that situation to come up as it would seem awkward; we were about to get married.

When she finally returned, she was accompanied by a familiar figure. "Alright, everyone. Meet my game night partner, Summer." What the fuck? What the hell was Jeanette thinking, bringing Summer home? What if something went wrong tonight and their relationship was exposed to everyone? Auntie Laurel would not be happy. I desperately hoped that we could make it through family game night without any drama. Or perhaps, I was getting too ahead of myself?

“I guess we just hope that the Blue Jays show up to play in the second half. They’re looking terrible out there.” We stood next to each other, just watching the last play of the first half. I was a little upset about how the game was going, but it was more than made up for by my joy of being there with Gabe. Everything about him was perfect. On most of my previous dates, I’d watch the time drag on as I waited for it to end. But this evening was flying by so quickly, which honestly bummed me out. I didn’t want the night to be over any time soon. “Do you want to watch the halftime show?” I asked, as the first half came to a close. “I hate that they never show them on TV.”