Caged Game Novels & Stories

His manly voice echoing in the close room creating a dark aura . " so you won't utter a word ... you should know that your beloved wife and your fifteen year old daughter is in my man's custody... do you want me to end their useless life or wait...... I have a better idea what about trafficking them overseas ... you know well what they will do to your pretty young daughter " Magnus played his last card . He has think of that way before . He knew he would use his family if this fucker disobey him or try to act oversmart.

For no cage could hold this wolf forever. The game was on. And he intended to seize his rightful place upon the board. **** (*Squeals* finally my baby Kai is featured again.)

"Don't. Not yet. He's bait." "I know." Her voice was steady. Too steady. "That's why we take him." She turned from the window. Her eyes swept the glass cube the pristine walls, the cold white bed, the single door fused shut by organic silver vines. "He locked us in a pretty cage. Thinks we'll just perform for him until we burn out." She looked at Lucas. "What do caged things do?" Lucas's mouth curved. Not a smile. A blade. "They chew their own leg off."

I don't have to believe you,'' she coldly replied to which he said nothing. The tunnel ended and Carysse welcomed the warm light of the afternoon sun and the laughter of the playing children. Their vibrance returned when earlier this morning, they were ill stricken with nervousness because of the letter. They were playing captors. It was a famous game. One group, the captors, would continually try to catch the others while the second group would sneak in and liberate the captives. It would be an endless cycle until either all are held captive or all have been liberated.

She must make up for what she has caused herself. Things weren't going according to her plan. She wanted to expose him, punish him and sent him to jail but seems like she is the one who's in jail, his house. She couldn't help but describe this luxurious penthouse as a jail. Afterall how can a house become a home when we are trapped in it without consent. She felt like a caged bird. No matter if the cage is made of gold or rubies if that makes you feel like hostage. The screeching sound of the car caught her attention and like a curious cat she peeked a little to see the familiar porshe car making its way inside. Her already accelerated heart started beating violently at the mere alert.

He honestly thought that my body, my feelings, and my entire existence completely belonged to him and were fully under his absolute control and ownership. I was deep in my thoughts when suddenly the heavy door was pushed open violently and roughly hitting the wall loudly, announcing his arrival and his furious mood clearly and unmistakably. I didn't turn around or stand up immediately. I remained seated calmly and quietly, looking at his reflection clearly visible right behind me inside the large mirror. Lucas stood near the doorway breathing heavily and roughly, his chest rising and falling fast and heavily, his handsome face twisted darkly and dangerously with absolute rage and hostility.

" She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens! Kelly was into the game already. She was looking alive and ready. Tala wrote something on the piece of paper and then wrote number one to ten on another piece of paper. I watched in curiosity as she tore each number and folded it. "This game is similar to pick and act, but it involves two participant." She added. She made us sit on the floor, as we all sat in circle. A bottle of alcohol was kept in the center.

he recalls with a laugh. ‘Caged’ By Martha Magdalena This cage my life Me useless to change it I know every corner of the cage I don’t know my capturers But I know their rules I know the consequences They want me to entertain them But I won’t Faces pressed to the window Cameras in their hand They search the cage for me They read the sigh Which has no insight to me They leave snacks in plain sight Wanting me to come out To give in to temptation But I won’t I am in control of my actions

Storm curated a playlist to fuel the gaming frenzy. The inauguration night of Total Eclipse Gaming Hub arrived, and our pack gathered, our eyes aglow with wonder. Phoenix cut the ribbon, and the quads eagerly dove into their favorite games. Laughter, cheers, and triumphs filled the air. The dedicated esports area, Arena, sparked competitive spirits, precision-designed by Phoenix for optimal performance and spectator comfort. Excitement brewed as the quads and their friends prepared for the inaugural Total Eclipse Gaming Tournament. Naki managed registrations, while Mom crafted brackets. Phoenix delivered an inspiring opening speech, launching the tournament. Intense matches unfolded, showcas

Well, we lost about twenty of our men, Stefon included, and ten from our enemies' side, whereas the rest were captured and killed every game night we hosted in the bunker. A bloody game of power. So, for over two weeks, this has been our routine, and tonight is no different. Ruckus fills every inch of the bunker as men are pitted in an arm wrestle, whereas the five remaining captives, including Bodgan, one of the Black twins in my father's clan, are tied and forced to kneel before the table. The thrill of butchering each of the captives motivates our men to do better in the games and win.