Books Like Control Game Novels & Stories

“There are so many reasons why you being in my company would be advantageous,” My voice was tight, “Care to elaborate.” “All in good time.” I huffed and put on my business boots ready to kick down whatever plan he had in mind, “Well Mr Emerson, it appears that you might actually need me, which as you will know in the business world gives me a significant amount of leverage,” I had pressed the buttons, opened Pandora’s box as I heard a cold voice respond. “You are playing a dangerous game, Miss Laurence,” “Oh really, Mr Emerson,” my voice was coy, “I thought you would be used to playing dangerous games. You seem to do it so well with all your rivals or should I say, enemies.”

“You needed my warehouses torched? You needed my drivers arrested? My routes compromised? What the hell kind of game are you playing, Viktor?” He looked at me like I was a child asking why the sun sets. “You see destruction,” he said. “I see movement. Positioning. Pressure. The kind that forces the beast out of its cave.” "You’re not making sense." "Nikolai believes he’s in control. But control is an illusion. One well-timed trigger, and even a king forgets the rules of the game." My stomach tightened. “You think you’re manipulating him?” "I know I am."

She was shaking harder. "It's our secret." "Of course, he's seen you with a lot of slave girls today. Do you think he cares?" "I don't know." "If you take over as his dominant, he'll never have sex with anyone you don't want him to have sex with. You'll control him. You've seen how well behaved he is, how he gets an erection on command and cums when you want. He could be yours to control," I whispered. I touched the tops of her nipples and Regina orgasmed, shuddering strongly. I left the vibrator on. We still had a several seconds to go, maybe half a minute.

He was standing again and we could all see how stretched Sandra's lips were to wrap around his prick and how often she had to swallow to keep up with the volume of his cum. At that point, there seemed to be a subtle change in the game. Both of the Strongs seemed to be winning more often, and Regina less. Edward wasn't a bad player and the hands he laid down were on the whole, good cards. Rob seemed to be winning with weaker cards. It didn't take long before the pile of chips in front of them grew and everyone else's diminished. I watched awhile to see if I could pick out the reason why. Most of the time Rob won, Regina stayed in the game until she drove the other players out, afraid of her s

They’re not even that young anymore. It was about to be noon and the two of them was currently in the middle of nowhere. The boat was still running and he don’t know how to figure it out after fiddling with the controls for a while. After starting it up, he thought he’ll less figured out the next but being overconfident could really led to failure. After busting his brain cells for a while, Byul eventually gave up. Why is the control panel so difficult to understand? In games, he would only pressed one or two and it would be fine. However, the game was like the total opposite of reality and all in all, he only knew how to start the engine and nothing else…

Su Ling: "It's alright if they don't understand as long as they understand you are still yourself. Also if you speak that way it is more believable." Su Lan: "Okay, are there any books on magic?" Su Ling: "There is, wait a second. (A pile of books pop up from a screen). Here is the list of beginner books. You can choose." Su Lan: "There is a lot. How am I supposed to read all this?" Su Ling: "Don't need to, open your personal information screen and d******d it." Su Lan: "So, I don't have to memorize it?"

Connection over control. Choosing each other.

Like, the AI’s perspective chapters actually made me think about control and freedom differently. That struck a chord. Leon’s walls lowered just a fraction. The shared interest in the series pulled him in despite himself. He started responding with slightly longer messages, though still cautious, his skepticism lingering like a shadow. The fever made his thoughts fuzzy, but the distraction felt oddly welcome in the lonely attic. Leon: The AI parts are heavy. Makes you wonder who’s really in control. I read it during exam week last semester. Helped me zone out from everything. Anonymous: Exam weeks are brutal. That book’s perfect for disappearing into. What part stuck with you most? The endin

“I just wanted to tell you to be careful. Men can be possessive, and once they’re possessive about what they want, they’ll never let go until they acquire it. You might create a game, but remember, even the creator can be destroyed by the game they created.” Pyra’s confident smirk faltered for a brief moment at her mother’s warning, but she quickly masked it, straightening her posture. “I appreciate the advice, Mother. But you don’t have to worry about me. I know how to keep control of my own game. I master the game created to destroy me anyways.” “It’s not about keeping control or mastering, Rhaella. But understanding the consequences. A fire that you ignite can spread faster than you expec

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