Dynamix Music Game Romane & Geschichten

Chloe retorted, "But I don't think it's a good idea if I continue to have this discussion with you. I shouldn't have asked in the first place so I blame myself" "Fine. We won't talk any more. But you had your dance, baby. Now it's time for mine" She hesitated. Something inside her clenched tight at the endearment. God, she wanted him to say it again. Before she could respond, another song began to play. It was another slow, romantic one, chosen to encourage physical and conversational intimacy. Timothy gritted his teeth and molded her close, struggling to remain unaffected. She brushed against him as they drifted across the floor and his entire body clenched in response.

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

I am not sure why she is smiling at me. “They were here because the model they had chosen for a video bailed on them. Gabby knew they were gonna be in town so they swung by here to look at some of my models.” Evie tells me. “Ok, and this matters to me because?” I ask. “Please pay attention Kyaria, you just met Jaidyn Matthews. He is Crazy’s lead guitarist.” She explains.

I could feel Drake’s eyes roaming my body the entire time I was cooking, but I had to ignore it because if I became aroused he would smell it and I wasn’t ready for that yet. When the steaks were done, I brought out the rest of the food and we ate in silence. I collected our dishes and then returned with a plate of brownies. Alpha Drake was lounging on a chair and told me to come to hime. It was my time to laugh. No, I don’t think so. His face looked shocked. No one disobeys an alpha, except another alpha and each pack only has one. He tried again to order me to come, this time he let some of his alpha power flow out to me. It was a little uncomfortable to disobey him but I am strong enough

Dylan smirked,his arms crossed. I stayed quiet as i was trying to calm myself. "Come!Climb on my back!" He added.. "Haaa..wait- are you serious Dylan?Do you think this is a fucking game!" "I know it aint one,so come on,climb here!Quick!Trust me."

What ranks each player (doesn't have to be the main player and their partners, they can switch as the game goes on. —Audience votes. —Couple Leaderboards. —Single player points —Public rankings. —Points awarded for chemistry. Chemistry. My wrist suddenly felt heavy. —Bonuses for winning. —Deductions for underperforming. —Punishments for low stats. —Public punishments. —Humiliation. —Loss of privileges. Repeated failure equals elimination. The words blurred together, but the message was clear: This game would break people and badly. Rules of conduct. —No secrets outside the game.

“Sorry. I had my music up too loud to hear my phone ring.” “Aren’t you at work?” “Yeah. I listen to music in my office and sometimes play it through the speakers so everyone else has to suffer and listen to it.” “What are you listening to today?” “The Descendants Two soundtrack. It’s a made-for-TV Disney movie that I’m a little obsessed with. And I’ll just say it’s because of Jackson if anyone asks.” “He doesn’t like it, does he?” “He hasn’t even seen it,” she laughs. “How’s everything going today? Did you save any lives?”

Its eyes, two black holes that sucked in every beam of light, occupied the position of the cave entrance, and a voice, the same old whisper, echoed within their minds. You haven't created a champion, Sama Arthur. You've merely given birth to the biggest piece we have ever seen. And now the game begins. The figure raised a hand, fingers lengthening into long, piercing talons of frozen time. A cleft of raw, destructive power opened in the air close to the cave mouth, and the earth itself began to crack, a great maw of nothingness opening to swallow them all. The cave trembled, dust falling from the walls. Dickson and Gloria gazed in horror, weapons useless against this new, deep enemy.

Matteo is too drunk to understand any rules for any game, so being told what to do and when to drink is convenient. They play the game for a few rounds, and people are entertained. The game gives them challenges such as 'the last one to stand up has to down their drink' or 'those who don't have blonde hair take a shot', but it gets old pretty fast. Soon enough, people are asking for more interesting challenges. Isabella buys the extension. "Okay, there are different levels. The fourth one is a dirty one, so I'll leave that out." She says, half joking. Nobody complains, so she starts a different level of the game.

ASHLEY POV "Hey musk, Are you alright the next game is about to begin," Danielle asked when he noticed that I'm out of focus. "Oh yeah I'm fine," I lied cause the truth is I'm really out of focus. I don't know if I could handle this game, my mind was fixed on that arrogant guy. That's scumbag wanted to make me a slave, his slave. is that what a normal person does? I mean he knows I'm needy, he knows how hard I wanted to keep my secret hidden but that jerk even use that to make me his slave. ugh, I really don't know what to do. I unconsciously remember what has happened...