Fiesta Games Novels & Stories

Pyramus's voice always sounded like that on the phone. "Ibrahim here. We have followed our charge to the Paramount hotel. He is now in deep conversation with one of the waitresses here." "Which one is that?" "Beatrice." "Beatrice? Have we used her before? Do I know of her?" "You wouldn't know her per se. She is one of the waitresses in the casino. We have never used her before." " If we have never used her before, why are you worrying? Why did you call?"

Leah drilled her cigarette butt on the soiled glass ashtray, uncrossing then crossing her legs again, "are you free tomorrow?" "After work?" "Yes. Do you mind dropping by for some grilled pork and mash?" "Hold on a sec," Kitty said, placing her nearly finished glass on the table between them. She leaned back and crossed her arms. "Okay, what's the occasion?" "It's a company event. My husband is holding an informal backyard barbeque. They're celebrating an issue in tandem with a book launch." "You and your husband are hosting. So why do you want me there?" "I figured I'd invite you over since I made you run my errand," Leah lit another cigarette and sucked on it. Kitty wanted to lecture her b

“This is the festival! It’s not just food—you’ve got to live it! Let it move you!” Zayla let herself sway a little with the rhythm, the drumbeats thrumming through her body. For a moment, the world narrowed to the beat, the lights, the laughter echoing around her. Irene’s eyes sparkled. “Yes! That’s it! Now—games!” They ducked into a small courtyard where festival games were set up. Tossing rings onto bottles, knocking over stacks of cans, and shooting small arrows into targets. People around them cheered with every hit or miss.

Felicity explained, "I'm an active member in there. Many of your male fans are college and high school kids. Some of them praise you every day. I thought it'd be fun to invite them to play games with us, so I added them as friends." Stella was taken aback. "High school kids? That's too much." "Tsk." Felicity clicked her tongue. "Younger men have faster reflexes. Look at Stinky Cucumber, he can't compete with them at all. They are way cuter and can help us win too." Then, she said mockingly, "Look at his game ID, HusbandOfStella. If he knows that the person he's playing with is his wife, would he regret cursing at you just now?"

he said, pointing to the field where I was going to fight Jake. I sighed. How was I going to explain it to him? “Alright, listen. The festival is comprised of five games: mountain climbing, swimming, racing, fighting, and hunting. Now if a pack wins all except the fighting and hunting, he would be on the same score as his opponent.“ I said. "Okay,” he narrowed his eyes, ” then if we, the Nexton, won the mountain climbing, racing, and swimming but not the fighting, the Viola pack would have almost the same score as us.” He asked, and I nodded.

Zephyra glares at him, her pink lips pouting as her blue eyes shoot daggers from across the table. “Just like in previous games, our actions will be scored by the other 6 Legacies based on a simple point system. The winner at the end of the year gets to plan the game for our next legacy council, keys to the legacy villa in St. Martin, and the 1 million dollar scholarship to whichever university they want. Any questions?” Everyone around the table nods in agreement. Not a single hand is raised to question this decision. I shuffle the cards one last time and set them one by one around the table. Once I’m seated, we all flip our cards.

Later, Ernesta stole Fiona's game and claimed it as her own. Ernesta raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with a keen interest. She still questioned the “theft” in the original story. This time, she was determined to go with her sister and see what really happened. “Really?” Ernesta asked, pretending to be excited. “Of course. I go there to work sometimes. I've designed three mobile games with my foster father's team, they're all classics in the company now,” Fiona said, not missing the chance to boast about her accomplishments.

"How was it? Is he gone?" Ruth asked. "Yes he is gone, don't worry it's all under control.. ladies I'll be needing your presence downstairs in the next thirty minutes." Both Andrew and Santiago left the ladies in the room and went downstairs. Thirty minutes later Ruth and Dera joined them there. "This is Felipa a well-known designer, she is going to be at your service today." Santiago introduced. "Hello ladies, Based on what Robert told me, you are preparing for a charity event, I've got a lot of choices for you to choose from." She clap her hands three times and people came in pushing racks of clothes. "Ladies, let's begin."