Bill Cipher Game Novels & Stories

She still spoke like someone from another lifetime. Alice smiled. "Cool." Billie tilted her head at me."Want to see an annoying guy eat his words?" I raised a brow."What's your plan?" Her grin sharpened. "Bet high." Fine. I lifted my paddle. "$80,000!" Bosley didn't even blink. "$90,000!" Billie nudged my arm. "Go up." I smirked. "$150,000!" Bosley's jaw tensed. "$200,000!"

Nate said as he reached for the cash. “Again,” Matty said. “Double or nothing again.” Eighty dollars on the line. I looked at Matty and Brian. Brian had just shrugged, and put a twenty down with Matty’s twenty. He was still having fun. Matty was seriously hooked, and we might only get one more game out of him after this. I had to be careful, and keep the games close so it seems like we weren’t hustling them.

Wilson nodded happily. "So, what's your name again?" He asked. "My name is Anna," I lied. "Anna, what a very nice name. You are so beautiful, Anna; I had never seen a girl as beautiful as you are," he confessed. "Oh, I feel flattered. I never knew you were such a sweet talker," I replied, pretending to be blushing. He seemed moved and leaned to touch my chin. "It's not sweet talking, Anna; it's just a gentleman sincerely expressing what he felt." He said while moving his lips closely to mine. I immediately pulled away.

he declared, his voice resonating with a mix of confidence and anticipation. Georgina found herself entranced by the scene unfolding before her. It was her first encounter with the game of Poker, and she couldn't help but be captivated by the meticulous arrangement of the table. The dealer expertly positioned the cards, ensuring every detail was in place. A small sign caught her eye, bearing the words "Table minimum bet: five thousand euros." It was a stark reminder of the high stakes involved in this game.

one of the staff handed him something, this time, it wasn't a mysterious box, it was a white envelope. James collected it, dismissing the messenge with a nod. Tearing it open, there was one single paper inside with the same handwriting from the last note. “You're so close, but you're still playing catch. Do you really think you can out-think me? Stop now or the next secret I reveal won't just destroy your so called marriage but it'll destroy both your families.” -A friend. Emily clenched her fist. “If he's so cocky, why doesn't he sign it with his name? He's playing with us, he wants us to slip up, make mistakes.”

Finn’s laugh followed. "Hmmm? Can you give a check? Price a hundred million? You know I need some money since you ruined my most valuable client!" His voice came from the left. So, he's on the ground floor. Damn. This coward is a freak. I pulled my phone out of my pants pocket. "I don’t have a physical piece of paper with me, moron, but I have an e-cheque," I told him, showing my phone. I don’t know if he can see it. I don’t freaking care.

I was greeted by his secretary, who led me to his office. As Scarlett walked into Damian's office, she couldn't help but feel nervous. This was the renowned Damian company, and Mr. Damian himself had called her. The thought of meeting such a successful billionaire was overwhelming. She tried her best to compose herself as she entered the room. She was greeted by his secretary, who led her to his office. Damian was sitting behind his desk, and he looked up when Scarlett walked in. "Scarlett, please have a seat," he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.

Before he could answer, I took my three children by the hand and walked out. Behind me, Jared was struggling against the guards holding him back. His voice grew louder and louder, shouting my name, but I ignored it. Pulling out my phone, I sent a message. [Thank you for inviting me. I’m sorry for ruining your competition.] The reply came instantly. [On the contrary. This incident gave us traffic and revenue. You’re the real queen of profit.] A huge transfer hit my account, followed by another message: [Your payment, and my gift. Nirvana is the perfect name. Congratulations on your rebirth. Can I attend your company’s launch event?] I smiled. [Mark, you’re always welcome.]

I dropped Jamie down whose tiny little feet chased after mine softly as we walked to the position where Archie and Tristan sat. They were playing cards, definitely Archie teaching my son how to gamble since he believed Tristan had an unusual luck which was in all honesty true as Tristan was too lucky for his own good. “Three pairs.” Archie said as he dropped his card while Tristan frowned as Archie cheered before I watched a smirk appeared on my son’s face. “A royal flush.” Tristan said as he dropped the cards resulting in Archie’s smile dropping as he stared at the cards. “I know you cheated you little cheat.” Archie said as he pointed at my son who raised his hands.

“This isn’t your fault. Not at all. You ran all the way back and got help. You did save her, Billy.” They held onto each other for a long time. Then Belle had spoken up. “I’m okay, Billy. I get to drink as much juice as I want.” This had made Billy feel a lot better, and Billy had sat by his sister’s side for the better part of the afternoon. “Belle,” Billy said, trotting over to her bedside. “Guess what?” “Chicken butt,” Belle giggled. Billy laughed too and I rolled my eyes at their silly joke. “No chicken butts,” Billy said. “But I learned how to play a new game. Some of the kids taught me. It’s called Hunter Hunter. It’s sort of like hide and seek, but there are teams. We play it all over