Doodle Champion Island Games #2 Novels & Stories

Her mother would be even more upset if she knew she was running around in pants. Gavin plucked a few leaves from her hair, and they headed back to the castle. Two days until the Dragon Moon. Two more days to worry about Gavin and her other friends, and then, Nya could breathe a sigh of relief and go on about her life for another year. And by then, Gavin would turn eighteen and not be eligible for the drawing. She held his hand in hers as they walked along, wondering what she would do without him. She didn’t want to find out.

He didn’t go deep enough to completely submerge his hair, but it was definitely progress. “Wow, buddy!” Dylan praised as Tyson came back up. “That was so great. You must have worked really hard on that.” Tyson beamed at him. “I did. Bonnie helped me.” “Well, since you can do that, I think I have a new game for us to play,” Dylan told him. He looked up at Bonnie, and she nodded. “What kind of game?” Tyson asked, excited. Dylan grinned. “It’s called, ‘Shark Attack.’” He snapped his teeth. “So, you better swim little fishies, because this shark is hungry!”

Joey explained while they walked down the lanes. “They’re testing the water ... they’re still cautious, that’s good. That means they’re still selling in the grams,” he continued. “But they’re not respecting the code ... that’s bad ... whatever the reason, no matter what’s at stake ... the code is what we live and die for.” he put his hand on the back of Xander’s neck. “Remember that.”

Like a solid jelly that could wiggle. "Why?" I glanced at Aryo's expression who seemed to be observing. Sharpening his gaze when he was next to Milly's face leaning on my shoulder, and pecking Aryo's moist lips. "Are you jealous, darling?" I was so content to watch him gape, allowing his tongue to be twisted, sucked, and Aryo to close his eyes in pleasure. Aryo's hands also teased the twin mountains of the goddess in our midst. "Levi...," Milly hissed as I rubbed mine behind her. "Levi! What are you doing?"

"Once you finish the puzzles, you’ll move on to the final two challenges of the second level." He gave us all a hard look before adding, "One of those challenges will be an illusion-based test." I groaned, not bothering to hide my frustration. "Illusions? Again? This is the third time we’ve had to deal with illusions. Do the organizers like watching us suffer?" Darius gave me a sympathetic look. "That’s just how the Lunar Games are designed, Lyra. I don’t make the rules. And the illusions you’ve faced so far were only the beginning. You’ve been through levels one and two. Now, you’ll be facing level three."

"Welcome hunters, to the land of floating islands- or what we like to call, Aerithalia. This is your first challenge. You must search these islands and find the golden keys of Aerithalia. Once you safely get the key through the door at the top, you will automatically advance to the next round. The keys are limited, so do your best to secure one before your opponent. But watch out for booby traps, and remember; if you die in the Games, you die for real. Ha! It's that simple! ... Well, what are you waiting for? Go!" The hunters sprinted towards the rising islands, looking for the easiest way up. Luca stood there like a signpost, letting them have a good start; as if giving them a fair shot at

The last couple followed, David had finished his but Isabella was struggling to get it to half. He took the bowl from her and finished it, luckily they finished third place. "After this second game the last couple to finish will be eliminated," the lady said and they nodded, most of them were struggling to keep their nose from running or tears falling. "Good, the second game is called How well do you know your spouse, one of you will volunteer while we ask the other a question. We will ask the volunteer the same and if he or she gets it right you win," the lady explained.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

Hailey look carefully at the sweets. “Yeah. We could but isn’t this too many?” “We need to make sure. Elena told us that many would come to the island so” “Guess you’re right, who could they be? Players too?” “Maybe, the game must’ve launch an event.” Hailey stared at Jiwoon with a smile. “Speaking of that. You don’t play games with us that much. Maybe we could. Do it sometimes?” “Sure.”

Besides, homeworks didn’t really count as an ‘emergency’. Mum’s sharp eyes flick to me, suspicion rising. “Naomi…” At the same instant, Gabe was down on one knee next to Isla, his face brightened as he fumbled for a distraction. He pulled his phone out and flashed the screen in her face. “Isla-bear! Guess what, guess what,” he exclaimed, his voice too cheerful. “Uncle Gabe just downloaded a brand new Princess Sparkle-Pony game, just for you! It’s got a glitter castle and everything! Want to see if we can get past the first level before dinner?”