Candyman Game Novels & Stories

It was bliss. It was already past 6 p.m. when we got to the location. ‘A park? That’s your special place?’ ‘I mean, everyone goes to a park or has been to parks uncountable times.’ ‘Relax, Evans. You’re so impatient. We’ve not even gotten to the best part yet. Come on.’ He dragged me by my hands and ran into the field. He literally took me to the visual gaming section, where we had to compete with each other.

Cindy: "I understand, Amanda. I'll talk to her properly. They've been through so much hardship; they should live happily together from now on." "Mm! That's good! Take good care of yourself. I'm hanging up." "Amanda, you take good care of yourself too." Cindy was a little reluctant to hang up. "Mm!" Amanda hung up and arrived at her destination. She suspected that the Sinclair Corporation's collaboration with the Cassidy family wasn't simple. Recently, a game released by the Sinclair Corporation was wildly popular during its public beta, and it reeked of Red Fox's methods.

Shane’s voice was steady, though his hands clenched tightly. “She looked out the window when the voice said not to. They don’t like it when you disobey.” “The what?” Shane didn’t answer her question right away. His eyes lingered on the girl with the rose blooming from her mouth, then slowly turned back to Farrah. “The ones who run this… whatever it is… they call it a game,” he said quietly. “But it’s not a game anyone wants to play.” Farrah’s hands clenched into a fist… “She’s dead, isn’t she?”

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

"You're always bored." "Exactly." He laughed. Marco ran security for all my properties. He had known me since we were teenagers running cons in Miami. He was one of three people who knew what the D'Angelo empire actually was. "Maybe you should try something new," he said. "Charity work, yoga and monogamy." "Fuck off." "Just saying. When was the last time you were actually interested in someone?" I thought about it. I couldn't remember. People were entertaining for maybe three hours. After that they wanted things; Connection, meaning and feelings.

"Candy. It's short for Cassandra." That was cute. "Okay, Candy, I don't know if you've properly thought this through. I mean... you don't even know me! I'm just some guy off the street of one of the most dangerous cities in the world, and that's by your description! Gun or not... how can you trust me?"

It was Candy! ***

She just lay languidly on his shoulder. Suddenly, Damien increased his pace, causing her to stare at him in terror, shaking her head repeatedly. "No, no, no... too hard... too deep... stop it!... Slow down!... Hmmmm... ummmm... ahhhh...!" He tightened his grip on her waist, giving her no chance to escape. His hands left clear marks where he squeezed her. His penis, like a hammer, violently pounded inside her, leaving Emma dazed. A long while later, Damien gave a powerful thrust and a low growl, biting her shoulder and emptying himself deep inside her. He letting out a long, satisfied breath, and held Emma tight, biting and sucking her neck and shoulder.

“How do you make Clue a drinking game?” Mason picks up the game and turns it over, reading the back. “You can make everything a drinking game. Candyland is a good one. Take a shot whenever you pass over one of those squares that has a candy on them. Sip a drink when you get a double-square card.” “You’re totally speaking from experience, aren’t you?” I laugh. “It’s been a while. Speaking of drinking, want to try the obscure flavors of whiskey?” Mason asks, looking from me to Sam. I catch Sam’s eye and he nods.

Tianna looked at Candy affectionately from the side and said, "Then, let's go back. It's a little late." "No, Tianna." Candy held her arm and acted like a spoiled child. Every time she had to ask for something, her lips were as sweet as honey. "It's rare for us to come out and have fun. Let's visit the cyber cafe. I haven't played video games for a long time." Tianna couldn't stand her coquetry. She glanced at the other two and saw them looking helpless. They had to compromise with the little princess visit the cyber cafe. Basically, Candy was in charge of playing games like mad, whereas the three of them were in charge of accompanying her.