Ender's Game 2 Novels & Stories

“I finally have you… and I won’t let anything stop me from marking you.” His breath danced down my neck. “Three months from now… this game ends. And when it does—” He paused. His eyes met mine, dark and glinting. “—You’ll be mine in every way.”

"I know the game is neck a neck, but a lot can change in the second half." Kent didn't reply, simply extending his hand to me and opening it.

Decisive. Two can play this game, after all.

" Eugene's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck. He punched Shane again and kicked him to the ground. The scene descended into chaos as Shane and Eugene began to fight. "Who are you to interfere in her business?!" Shane shouted. Eugene straddled him, throwing him punch after punch. "I'm her man, you scumbag, and I'll beat you to death!" Eugene usually looked so refined and laid-back, but he was truly a beast in a fight! I immediately dragged them both apart. "That's enough!" I stood in front of Eugene, looking up and down, before breathing a sigh of relief when I saw he had no visible injuries. Then, I turned to glare at Shane. "What do you think you're doing? I have nothing to do

Her game was certainly over! To be continued!!

We go back laughing and smiling. Sitting down beside my parents. Mom looks at me with narrowed eyes but doesn’t say anything. A couple of minutes later the game starts back up, and I lean as close as I can to Aaron. Using his body heat to stay warm. The last half of the game is a closer call. The other team came to play the second half of the game. There is only fifty seconds left in the game and they are tied. The coach makes a call and Ryder and Logan set up the play. Twenty seconds left on the clock and Ryder throws the ball to Logan who makes his way down the field, scoring a final touchdown right as the clock runs out.

The deadline for it is nearing and I don’t know what to do when that time came. “That’s a painful song, Caye!” Eloisa reacted. I can see Gio in my peripheral vision that he’s gently listening while eating. When that time comes, I don’t want you to avoid me. Let’s keep our friendship like we used to be. Forget that I made a confession to you and act as nothing happens… “So, this is now the finish of our second game which is the Jenga. Shall we proceed to the last game we have?” I told in front of the camera. I am now turning doleful again and I don’t want it to ruin my mood and energy today.

the one with the glasses asked, almost stuttered. I nodded slowly. "I'm Two, the overall second ranked solo player. Thank you for the compliment that you gave to me and my girls." I smirked. "You know ... just a little advice ... instead of talking behind our back, mind as well giving your time to your game practice sessions to prove yourselves. We're not 'only' girls ... we're here to compete and to win. " I emphasized my last sentence as I pushed the close button.

I was too pissed to do anything else, really. “…Let me see it,” I said suddenly, cutting their banter short. Ian unlocked his phone and slid it across the table to me. I played the video. The clip opened mid-play. The camera angle was from the stands—slightly shaky, zoomed in too tight—like whoever recorded it knew something special was about to happen. The score flashed briefly at the bottom of the screen. MILTON LIONS 28 — EASTBROOK RAVENS 10 The Ravens were on offense.

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.