Ender's Game Books Novels & Stories

By the time she felt his fluids pouring into her, she was more than ready to stop. “Never before has a lover completely drained me of life like you have, my sweet,” she said as she stroked his head with a hand that was attached to an arm that felt too weak to function. “Is this what you do to the humans?” When he nodded but remained silent with his face buried in her thick breasts, she breathlessly whispered, “Damn.” “I ensorcell them,” he finally muttered into her flesh. “It is a wonder they survive,” she muttered. “You have such power.”

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Maybe when I wake, I will find that all of this is nothing more than a bad dream. Something gleams on the bed, a small, black envelope sealed with red wax. It’s the only thing that doesn’t belong. My fingers tremble as I pick it up. The seal bears a sigil I don’t recognize, a circle with thorns curling inward. On the front, in precise gold lettering: The Game beckons you. Inside, a single card: Survive the Game. Win what your heart desires most. Will you accept the challenge? I stare at it, numb. I flip the card over in my hands, looking for more information, but there is only a small map etched into the back. The forbidden forest. The place that is said to contain dark magic and plague

“unlucky contestants…shelf two, book thirteen.” It sounded oddly like a personal note. My curiosity won out and I skimmed my fingers along the spines of the books until I chose one at random. I pulled out a medium-sized book, a deep shade of navy blue. Earthen twine was wrapped around the book, and there was a picture on the front. A middle-aged man with chocolate hair and dark eyes smiled up at me. The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71.

*THE END OF BOOK 1* BOOK 2: The Lycans’ Luna: Dryad of The Elden Wood Will come soon ;)

But no, none of the books were that way. My eyes moved over the books and settled on the limited edition games at the other end of the room. From electronic games to a simple chest set, still arranged in a pattern that suggested it was played recently. While I examined the set and the surrounding area for anything that was out of the ordinary, my hand knocked against the table, and a queen tumbled down to the floor. "Fuck." I cussed under my breath, bending down to pick it up, when I caught sight of something just slightly out of the ordinary.

now this saying comes in handy. “But that’s not the reason why I called you here today!” I smiled back brightly as if nothing happened just a minute ago. Evander slowly released his breath and scratched his head in embarrassment. That matter should not be settled now, I still have a lot of things to do and this matter must come first! “I called you for a mission!” “uh-huh,” Evander nodded his head as he looked at me with interest “I want you to get me the most popular books among commoners and nobles!” His jaw dropped at my unexpected request “…what?” I placed a hand on my hip and nodded confidently with a smug. “Ten. I need at least ten romance books. I’m going to do my research.” He looks

Chapter 3 Clara’s POV. The game kept rolling like a filthy freight train with no brakes, the circle getting sloppier and louder with every turn as clothes started coming off in messy piles and hands disappeared between thighs, fingers plunging deep into soaked cunts with loud wet squelching noises that mixed with the heavy bass thumping through the walls.

Finally, Nero stood, adjusting his cufflinks in that unhurried, deliberate way that meant only one thing: decision made. “I’ll meet Viktor again,” he said finally. “If he wants a game, I’ll play it. But this time, I’m setting the rules.” Nico nodded. “When?” “Tonight.” “Alright, boss. I’ll have it arranged.” Nero was gathering a few papers from the desk, but Nico’s attention was drawn elsewhere. His eyes landed on the discarded book Nero had tried to hide earlier, and a strange curiosity gripped him. Without thinking, he leaned over and moved the folder that Nero had placed over it, and then froze.

She didn't get anything for Regina, who'd cum on her own. Rob finally won a second game and his cum flow was as heavy as Edward's. Apparently, neither of the Strongs had sex today before coming to the game. He was standing again and we could all see how stretched Sandra's lips were to wrap around his prick and how often she had to swallow to keep up with the volume of his cum.