Bill Cipher Game Novels & Stories

'INSERT COIN' Willow glared at me, signaling for tokens as I rolled my eyes; it's like I'm her walking credit card. I exchanged a $20 bill for 30 tokens and handed them to Willow, who safely stowed them in her purse before passing it back to me. She pushed the tokens into the slot, and the game started. I watched her attempt to dance or play the game, failing miserably. Now I know what she's terrible at—games and, in an unrelated note, dancing.

" What game ? I am not into your shitty games, Phet." " It's not shitty. I and Dae play this often to decide who will pay the bill. Anyway we are simply sitting here, right ? Let's play this until our order comes." " Oh..this kid ! Okay what game ?", Oak asked. " Blink game. Blink the eye game. We should stare into each other's eyes. The one who first blinks their eyes loses." " No no. I am not playing.", Oak immediately shook his head. " Why are you like this ?", Phet pouted looking at Oak and then crossed his arms.

“She is the one I am after. I play against myself, unless you care to oppose me. Dinner will take longer than Mrs. Shippe implied. She won’t bring in the food unless all the guests have taken their place. Shippe rules.” “I prefer to start a fresh game, if you don’t mind,” said Nathan standing up. He extracted the two photos and again placed them upside down on the edge of the table where the chess board was splayed. “I thought, that Lord Billington that you might be familiar with those.” The effect on his host was even more electrifying than it had been on Lancelot. Billington casually turned them over, bent his large head forward and then jumped up from his seat staggering a few steps back

A giant hourglass stood in the distance, its sand slowly running down. Footsteps echoed behind her. She turned to see Logan, Mia, and Ryan appearing one by one. "Where the hell are we?" Ryan muttered. Mia pointed at the hourglass. "I don’t know, but I think we’re on a timer." A low, eerie voice filled the air. "Welcome, players, to the Shadow Game." Anna’s blood ran cold. They weren’t done playing.

“Then if I win, what will you give me, Bella?” “I’ll stop setting death traps…I’ll even leave your girlfriend alone for good.” “Alright, two hundred bucks it is. Start the game.” Isabella smirked, pressing a button. “Game on, big brother…game on.” Quinn didn’t like the sound of that, it sounded as though she already knew the outcome of this match. Her words were filled with too much confidence to not have Quinn worried. With a sigh, she looked down at the controller in her hand. This one to shoot, this one to move…and this one…this one to turn?

“You play dirty.” “I play real.” Bill pushed the files aside, exposing a clean spot on the desk like a landing pad. “Think of it as insurance, Vex. Insurance with a payout.” I sat back, crossing my arms again, trying to mask the way my pulse had jumped. “You’re making me sound like James Bond with a commissary card.” Bill smirked. “More like 007 with a mop. But you get the idea.” I shook my head, half-laughing despite myself. “You know, for a guy who’s supposed to keep this place straight, you’ve got a hell of a sales pitch.”

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

I don’t bet a cent, so go on. “Okay… but how do I know if you have that money?” He rolled his eyes. “Here,” he said and handed me a card from his wallet. “What’s this?” “Are you stupid or what?” “That’s my credit card; withdraw one thousand dollars there.” My eyes widened. So he’s for real? Is he crazy? Or am I? I don’t know that he would bet. “Only if you won the bet.” My eyes squinted. “I will.”

Billy looked at her with sad eyes that she thought no one could resist. “Gosh. Alright. Just one last game but I get to choose which one,” she said. “Sure ball,” he said. “I say we play that claw machine over there,” she said. “Cool,” he said. He really is a cool little guy. “Now, here’s the deal. Let’s have 2 rounds. If I got more toys than you, then we’d stay here until it closed but if you got more than I did, then we’d both go home. Is that fair?” she asked.

I wondered He turns back to the cashier. I was motioned to the second cue. The lady checked my stuff and then calculated it. The next thing I know, she went back to the other side where the older lady of earlier was standing with her husband. She told them something and came back to her seat. I was confused about the whole drama. What are they whispering about? " how much is my bill!" I asked while I bring out my debit card from my purse. She smiled at me "It's in the house "