Candyman Game Novels & Stories

He opened this place, built his empire from scratch, so of course it made you wonder just what he’d done to get to where he is. Malakai simply smiled; he didn't answer at all. But the look in his eyes was different. His smile was sinister. His eyes made you wonder just how many people he'd killed. But then his grin made you realise, he's probably lost count. That’s what scared Eden a little. And his grin was always halfway a smile, and halfway a threat. Maybe that's what made Eden addicted. Eden left when she got his answer. It wasn't a verbal one, but his eyes said enough, and that alone sent shivers down her spine.

His phone buzzed right after mine. Ethan: Be there in five. Keep Alex with you. He pulled out slowly, the drag making me whimper. I was a mess cock glistening, hole clenching around nothing, tears of need and frustration in my eyes. Ethan stood up, cock shiny and hard, and pulled me into his arms. His mouth was on mine again, softer this time, almost tender. But the heat was still there, the obsession, the terror of what we were doing. The game was about to start in the common room.

As soon as I went inside, a blonde guy with green eyes in casual attire greeted me. He was not even wearing formal attire for the meeting. It seems like this spoiled brat is not taking me seriously. "Hi, I'm Primo Turner. A representative from Turner Corp." He immediately offered his hand and I accepted it. "Lily Emerson," I responded. "I know. It's a pleasure to meet you, at last, Miss Emerson, or can I call you Lily?" he casually uttered. I raised my brow before replying, "Likewise. Lily will do."

And yet… she couldn’t forget the way his lips had felt, the way her body had betrayed he and--Damn it! Her phone buzzed again. ‘Keep going, honey. Remember all he’s done to you and never forget that your revenge is a must.’ Amira swallowed hard, her pulse hammering in her ears. Three months left. That was all the time she had to play this dangerous game. She turned the phone face down in her lap, forcing her expression into something neutral. The men were still talking about alliances, threats, and all things money-related but their voices blurred in her ears. All she could hear was the echo of Alessandro’s words.

Moments later, a voice came through our back calling Calvin by his name. “Calvin, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” the lady said. She smiled at us upon standing in front of us. She was so gorgeous, she looked like a princess. “Hi, the name is Sandra. Congratulations on your engagement,” She uttered and extended her hand for a handshake. Tobi accepted it while I remained to look at her. “I’m sorry, my fiancee is not feeling so well.” Tobi made an excuse for me. I was still looking at her innocent face, this was the girl Calvin and I made a sin. How can he cheat and lie to his wife?

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a massive Victorian manor. "Welcome to Hollow Creek Manor." A cold, mechanical voice boomed from the sky. "Welcome, players, to the S-class survival game: Hollow Creek Manor. The rules are as follows: Survive for 10 days. Keep your Anxiety Level below 100. If it reaches 100, your soul will be obliterated. At the end of the game, the lower your Anxiety Level, the greater your reward." I froze. A game? I looked around and saw a few other people standing nearby.

“Then that tramp will have the pleasure of explaining herself.” Nico leaned back in his chair, watching the fire in Nero’s gaze. The demon was back and out for blood. That same old ruthless certainty burned there. It was the look of a man who’d kill anyone or anything that tried to move his pieces off his gameboard. Nero’s gameboard. “Tonight, then,” Nico said finally. Nero nodded once. “Tonight.”

~Vincenzo~ “Zeta Mancini.” I ended the call with Jade while committing the name she had mentioned to memory. It did not ring a bell. If truly she was an actress, then she was an insignificant, time-wasting one. I picked up a glass tumbler from a waitress and drank the whiskey in one go. The burning sensation of the liquid teased my throat. I embraced it as well as the feeling of satisfaction and power that surged through my bones as I looked over at the dancing entwined bodies in the large room below.

Opening the book on Lycanthropy, I tried to read it but I couldn't concentrate. I was starving. It had been almost twenty four hours since I had last eaten. I had been running on fumes and adrenaline since then. Suddenly, A knock sounded at the door. I closed the book and placed it on the couch as I stood up to go see who it was. I was surprised to see Cain standing outside my door holding a large plate of steaming food, a fork and a bottle of water tucked under his arm. "I figured you hadn't eaten," he said. "Mind if I come in?"

"You be dressing up like a female, my Man, you've been at it for twenty minutes" Laughter erupts from my lips. "Says the boy that has a skin care journal". "Guyy, No loud am nau". Malik's face twists in embarrassment. "Ehhh so na me good to embarrass shey? you never start ". I finally get my tie in a perfect knot and we join the rest of our room mates to leave the hostel block. "Guy, she's so fine I swear", Noni says and we all laugh. "But check it", he pulls out his phone and shows us the animated girl as the race car game is about to start.