For The Love Of The Game Novel Novels & Stories

The pieces were moving. And the man I loved was coming to kill me. I placed my hands on the armrests of the throne, the data flowing into me, cold and absolute. >Ready the thorns, I thought, my heart hardening into a weapon. The game, it seemed, was not over after all. And it was my move.

Legacy of Love and War is a romance like you have never seen before. BACK TO LOVE: AVAILABLE ONLY ON GOODNOVEL What happens when you see the man you have devoted your life to loving smiling lovingly at another woman? What happens when he tells you that he cannot love you any more? What happens when you see your crush for the first time in ten years? What happens when you find out that love does not exist? What do you do then?

I didn't like the look in his eyes, it seemed like he was up to something fishy. “What game? I asked. “It's a very simple game.” He said, taking my hands above my head. He held my wrist tightly and whispered, “You are going to love it.” I strained against his grip, arching my body. My breast lifted as I strained, teasing against the button of my shirt. “What are the rules of the game? I asked. A part of me was afraid of what his answer would be, while another part loved the warmth that pooled in between my legs at his thought.

If it’s supposed to look like stealing fifteen minutes just to play a game when you’re supposed to be cutting cake, then that’s my version of love. “Let’s get out of here,” Jeremy grabs my hand and before anyone can look in our direction. We start running. Together. Love, it turns out, is the only game I never want to quit.

Silvia asked G as a relationship was never in her book while G took a sip. "No." "Why not?" "I don't go against my words." He calmly told her while Silvia sighed. "I don't love you." "What is your definition of love?" G questioned Silvia who looked at him a MD thought for a second. "I don't have any definition for love. Love is just love for me. If I fell in love with anyone than I will be in love. But if I don't than I am not going to lie about it." "That's great. Now I know what I need to do."

“Andrew, this will be so tough for me. You don’t even realize what you are demanding. People want time, care, authority in love and you are-“ Rachel said while sobbing. “Rachel, this is the thing I want in return for my love. I need to know how much you can sacrifice for our love. Do you agree?” Andrew asked again while hugging Rachel. Rachel took a deep breath and answered, "Yes. I agree." Andrew patted her back to stop Rahel from crying and pressed some light kisses on her forehead to call her. "Get ready. You will be attending Vincenzo's party tomorrow. That's where the game begins." --------------------------------

Another innocent life became the victim of hatred game and inhumanity. .................. End .................|| Let me know if you found any mistake. How was the chapter? ( Guys don't forget it's a dark story) ............... Aish ❣️.............

she said quickly. “I wasn’t planning on leaving,” he muttered. Another crack. Louder. Then... The ground split. Right in front of them. A deep, dark gap opened. And from it Something moved. Lena’s breath caught. “What… is that…” she whispered. It wasn’t clear. Not fully. Just a shifting shape. Dark. Twisting. Wrong. A man stumbled back. “What is that thing?!” “It’s part of the game…” Jax said, his voice low. “Get ready.”

He set his shirt and narrowed his eyes, “Okay, I agree. I shouldn’t have touched her, I shouldn't have made her cry but.” He took a step closer, curling his lips from one side ominously, hitting where it hurts the most. “What’s the point of our game if she ‘won’t’ cry?” He asked and I stiffed for a second. If my heart pinched by the sight of her tears then what was the point of this game when I couldn’t bear the outcome? “What happened, hmm? Why is it affecting you so much? Why are her tears breaking your heart?” He asked, changing the context and pushing me into the abyss. coming closer as I stumbled back.