Date A Live The Game Novels & Stories

Madison replied. "You are most welcome and it is a pleasure to host this party and see to the satisfaction of our guests." Derrick replied sweetly like a professional event planner. "You are so full of different shades. The one you just pulled now is so hilarious except for someone who has not met with you." Madison replied Derrick. "The game starts by 12pm. Jayden will announce that to everyone soon." Zayne said to everyone through the earbuds. "It is so hard talking to you guys without raising suspicions at my location." He lamented.

I might as well have some fun. "I'll tell you if you promise not to get an inferiority complex," I said sweetly. I ticked off the names my favorite celebrities. "Nate Reynolds, Asher Donovan, Rafael Pessoa..." Dante looked unimpressed. "I didn't realize you were such a big soccer fan." Asher Donovan and Rafael Pessoa both played for Holchester United in the UK. "I'm a soccer player fan," I corrected. "There's a difference." I'd watched a total of three sports games in my life. l'd only mentioned Asher and Rafael because l saw them in an ad campaign yesterday and they were fresh on my mind.

I watched him coldly. "When we made the plan, Dad didn't say you'd still be alive." He let out a disdainful whistle, not even bothering to pretend anymore. "You called us out here to beg for mercy?" I took a deep breath and began my performance. "I've thought it through. With a price on my head across the underworld and my own family wanting me dead, what's the point of living?" They were taken aback, clearly not expecting me to be so direct. I continued, my voice trembling, "I've lost everything. My reputation is ruined, and even my own parents want to see me dead. My life is a joke."

The live television broadcast began at precisely eight o'clock on Thursday evening. Dante and Ariana sat side by side on the hardwood floor of their living room, their backs resting against the base of the massive northern window. A single plate of untouched sandwiches sat on the floor between them. The apartment was completely dark except for the sharp blue glow coming from the laptop screen resting on Dante's knees. The familiar opening theme of the national sports network filled the room. A dramatic graphic flashed across the screen:

Lena stared at the words. Her heart pounded wildly. “…Aftergame?” someone whispered. “What kind of sick joke is this?” another voice snapped. The screen flickered. More words appeared. STATUS: DECEASED A gasp spread across the crowd. Lena’s chest tightened painfully. “No…” she whispered. “No… that’s not—” ALL PARTICIPANTS HAVE DIED Her legs weakened slightly. Her breathing grew shallow. “I… died…” she whispered. Her voice barely sounded like hers. NEW OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE

Ro🐺: yeah, Liam's mom invited me to eat dinner with them Tan🌗 🏒: that's cool Ro🐺: when next do you have a game? Tan🌗 🏒: next tomorrow Ro🐺: good luck, I can't wait to crush you in the finals. Tan🌗 🏒: Want to come to my game? I have an extra ticket Ro🐺: would it be okay? Tan🌗 🏒: it's cool, I want you to be there

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The voice grew louder, scarier. "The groom is dead!! The groom is dead!!"

The game was far from over. ********************************************

She thought she was going to walk down the aisle, sign the asset merger, and bleed Malakai’s empire dry. She didn't know the bridegroom was never going to make it to the altar. My burner phone buzzed on the concrete ledge. I swiped it open. A secure, heavily encrypted channel connected automatically. "The security perimeter around the Vance wedding venue is tight, Vesper," a familiar, quiet voice rasped through the speaker. Zero.